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Feb
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I didn’t see it coming…

I didn’t see it coming…

Sometimes one can say “I didn’t see it coming” and eat canvas literally or figuratively.  Whether it’s a quick right to the temple or bad news in an email the effect is pretty much the same — shock, awe and a stunned sensation before jumping up for the mandatory eight-count in the hopes of mitigating any further problems.

The thing is somewhere between the canvas and the wait that seems forever before you resume your fight, the mind is racing all over the place with the calculus of just how you got to canvas in the first place.  As if reliving all the moves in a chess game and all the possible outcomes if only move b replaced move a, the momentary, “I got caught” feeling takes one down a path of roads not taken.  That space also brings the sickening shoulda’, coulda’, woulda’ sensations of lost opportunities as one licks back the blood, shakes it all off and readies for what happens next.

When it’s a life moment:  a sick parent or sibling or spouse, the death of someone close, those sensations are not very different.  We reel with stars and that winced brain feeling, choke back the giant ow, and somewhere in the midst of getting back to ourselves walk down the how-come-I-didn’t-see-this-coming path.  And it’s the I-should-have-known feeling that really lays us out because the longer we hold onto those feelings, the longer it takes to get back to our best game.  Those are the moments when we take to our beds and hiding in a tight ball under the covers absorb the waves of emotions that inevitably come with difficult news — or news we just don’t want to absorb.  At some point, however, the covers have to come off ’cause as nice and warm and cozy as the bed might seem, it’s not the messiness of a well-lived life.    Sometimes all it takes is a good night’s sleep before perspective kicks in and one finds in the promise of a new day, opportunities to move on with a feeling of joy for all the things you can see.  Let’s face it, no matter how hard we try, some things just get away from us and while we can dwell in the unfairness of our inability to “see” — as my Theravada Buddhist Dharma teacher used to say, “it’s just that.”


4 Responses to “I didn’t see it coming…”


  1. February 17, 2011 at 9:21 am

    Ugh, yes. This happened to me just yesterday at work, and you’re right, it’s a lot like getting rocked in the ring. You can’t show how much it hurts, you have to shove it aside in order to keep on moving. The faster you recover, the faster you get back to your best game.

    Good connection, GB. You certainly captured this one.

  2. February 17, 2011 at 7:16 pm

    Thanks, Lisa. The great thing is once you shake it off, you really do go forward again 😉

  3. February 18, 2011 at 2:28 pm

    “It’s just that.” I like that. This post came at a perfect time. I’m going to stay under the radar this weekend, get some creative thinking time in, and rejuvenate my weary spirit.

    • February 18, 2011 at 8:14 pm

      Hi Margaret, I know what you mean my laying low. I’ve got a paper to complete by Monday and a slew of other stuff that I’m trying to wrap my head around … but so it goes … it’s just that! ‘Hope the writing goes well. Best!


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