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Calves; a metaphor

12/20/2014

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the feet of fear in spring grass
i am just back from a walk on my neighbour's farm.

It is fairly early here, a still morning after a rather stormy night.  Muddy underfoot with the long seedy grass heads still bowing under the weight of the rain that cloaked them.  Skylarks singing.  Paradise ducks doing their  raucous call and response with their mate.

Roger, my generous neighbour has recently got a new batch of calves.  Little steers, soft brown and white, black and white, hip bones high and small testicles the signal that they are sadly destined for plates (sorry Vegetarians and Vegans). They are about 4 months old and young enough to remember that people often mean a source of food, so they are not terrified of humans yet.  Sensibly wary is how i would describe them.

I needed to walk through two paddocks of them to explore the part of the farm i wanted to stretch out on and i noticed something that my metaphor obsessed brain played around with and i thought i would share with you.  What i noticed was how each calf responded differently to my presence.  And how their response shaped their experience.  Here's how it worked.

Walking in their paddock, getting closer to them, i came to raise the level of concern in them from wary noticing to fear.  "Gotta get away from this" began to be the feeling in the little herd as i marched along.  And what happened next was interesting.

As i came to represent fear for them some of them stood watching me to the side of the path.  I walked by those ones without them having to move or get agitated.

Some of them were in my path and sensibly moved to the side.  Their agitation probably calmed pretty quickly as fear inducing me moved further away.

Some of them careened away in front of me, small hooves skittering in the mud, banging against each other but persisting in their determination to stick to the path.  They kept going on the obvious road despite the fact that "fear" was still on their tail.  They were visibly anxious and it wasn't until some calfy-genius decided to veer off the path and his mates followed that calm was restored and me in my function as fear kept on her way, leaving them in peace to moo each other into a state of calm and order again.

I thought about the wisdom of the ones who chose to stand aside and watch fear pass by.  How they maintained a state of ease and peace by not engaging with me apart from the wise noticing.

I thought about the ones who responded to my presence in a more reactive way but soon found their wits in stepping off the worn path and out of the path that fear was taking.  Able to calm themselves in a short time.

And then there were the ones who let the presence of fear rob them of their thinking mind and into being swept ahead, into more contact with fear.  They stuck to the worn path.  They spent much more time engaging with the very thing they were trying to escape.

How often do i charge down a well worn path with fear at my heels when i would be better served by standing calmly and watching it march on its way?

Moo. 


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jeanne hewell-chambers link
12/20/2014 09:24:42 pm

Such a lovely way to kick off my day. Thank you, Sugar. My granddaddy raised cows - cows were part of our daily routine together, so I have a special spot in my heart for calves and cows. I love the way you found meaning in this walk. How you let the calves be a mirror to you. Isn't it amazing that cows, their legs placed so far apart on their body, make such a tiny little narrow path as they walk? As for your good closing question, my answer for me is "It depends." Sometimes it serves me well to charge on down the path. Other times, it (would) serve me well to calmly step aside and let it whoosh on past me. Such is my life: gray, fog, no one right answer. Le sigh. xo

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jane
12/21/2014 01:51:08 am

oh Jeanne. <3 I love this I love the way that you notice the way they walk, that you remember your Granddaddy through them - as I do mine - Grandad told me once that the best compliment he ever had was a little girl telling him his eyes were just like cow's eyes. PS I think knowing there is no right answer is true wisdom <3

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nancy miller
12/21/2014 10:45:46 pm

I've recently been part of a group therapy program called ACT (Acceptance & Commitment Therapy). I think your analogy is very description of their philosophy. If you have a particular stressor/anxiety, then you have a few options on what to do: 1. you can fight it or run away from it, both of which tend to increase your anxiety & won't diminish your fear; 2. you can wait it out (which is a form of acceptance) & hope it goes away in time; or 3. you can acknowledge that you are experiencing fear & continue on your path anyway.

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jane
12/22/2014 03:25:47 am

I love those clear and realistic choices Nancy. Sometimes the most powerful thing for me is that third choice, the noticing and the staying in my skin. It is a skill to learn for sure. Is the commitment in this case committing to your own path I wonder? Not being derailed by fear?

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nancy miller
12/22/2014 04:16:45 am

In the case of the ACT program, they're really advocating the 3rd choice. Accept your fear (resistance will not diminish it, & it will likely increase it) & acknowledge what you're feeling... but keep going anyway. That's an oversimplification, of course. But the cows that continued walking. They knew you were there. They'd have preferred that you weren't. But they kept going on their (literal & metaphorical) path, cuz that's how they were going to meet their goal (lunch/being milked).
(Me not two good fer explainin' stuff. ;) )

jane
12/22/2014 04:24:22 am

perfect explanation Nancy. Let's watch fear and chew our cuds! <3

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