Yesterday, my friend’s facebook post caught my eye, my mind and emotion. She poignantly questioned why women are so mean to other women. I have no answers. Just like you, all I have is some theories. But I felt her pain. And I wondered the same.
I reflected on the times when I had encountered the same.
And since my mind was hovering on the idea of groundlessness, I realized how groundless
these experiences had made me feel.
And I was just plain annoyed. I was annoyed for it felt like
I was giving away my power - by allowing myself to feel groundless on account
of someone else’s treatment of me. Hurtful words, judging looks, unkind actions…we’ve
all been there. But I was just plain annoyed. Annoyed at how groundless these ‘less-important’
matters made me feel. Illness was a different matter. I seemed to have no
control over it. But someone being mean to me was a different matter.
Or was it?
It wasn’t. It was just as outside my capacity and control. And
it had the power to leave me just as groundless.
Yesterday I mused about finding everything that grounds us –
remembering, going back to it in moments of groundlessness. Today, it
may be time to reflect on all that pulls us apart. Of everything that breaks our
inner person into odd shaped pieces – pieces of a jigsaw puzzle that can’t be
put back together. That leaves us with that uneasy feeling in the stomach; that
uneasy sliding of the ground beneath us.
Perhaps it may be good to be aware of the little stuff just
as much as the big stuff. To simply notice it; to recognize when it hit us. And
to embrace our vulnerability as we feel the sliding of the ground beneath us.
Just awareness may have to be enough. (Sigh… for lack of any better ideas or
strategy?). Maybe. For awareness is strength in itself. The strength to steer
us away from the groundlessness to seek a more grounding foothold. 
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