Ok, so I pulled into the paid lot that I always park couple days ago. I drove my car to stall #10 - my usual spot - and what did I find? An SUV! I know there are no assigned parking in this lot. But dang it, I always park in stall #10!
After muttering several expletives under my breath - nothing too raunchy since it was early in the morning and I haven’t had my coffee - I parked my car in another stall.
I tried not to dwell on it too much. But I did. Even after all these years of aikido, I still get pissy by little changes like this. I know change is fundamental to life, universe, etc. I know when it happens, I should center myself and go with it. Roll with the punches I believe the saying goes. Yeah, yeah.
Knowing and doing are two distinct and sometimes, diametrically opposed actions. I’m not a dumb person. I understand intellectually quite a bit of what goes on in my life and in this world. But when it comes down to the wire, what do I do? More often than not, I revert to what my instincts tells me to do. When I say instincts, I’m referring to that insidiously sneaky part of the brain often called the lizard or if you want to be scientifically accurate, the limbic system.
Nothing illustrates the lizard in action than when I’m behind a car (detect a theme here?) I’m driving on Aurora Ave, to my office in South Lake Union. All of a sudden, this SUV (yes, I hate SUVs!) cuts into the lane behind me and starts tailgating. I’m not even in the left passing lane! WTH? I know the best response is to mind my own driving. If I do anything rash- like stomping on the brakes - I’d probably make the situation worse. Guess what I do? Yup, I stomp on the brakes. The lizard wants to make a statement and dang it, it’s gonna do it with or without my permission. How dare you tailgate me? Damn bully! Get the f*ck off my ass!
Sigh …
Having been manipulated by the lizard for so many years, I have observed somewhat of a pattern on when it pushes my buttons. From what I can tell, there are usually two types of events that give rise to the lizard.
First and most obvious are the events that have a build-up period. The period might be really short - like someone cutting in front of you at Starbucks. Or it could be longer - like the SUV tailgating me. Or it could be much longer - like a festering sore point you’ve been arguing on and off with your spouse. In all cases, there is a period of time when the lizard picks at you, pushing a few buttons at a time, riling you up more and more until you can’t take it anymore and you do something you regret.
The second type of events are those that happen so quick, you don’t have time to react until afterwards. Then the lizard mashes down on all your buttons and WHAM! You become a ballistic missile, boring down on the object of your discontent. That would be me when I got hit by a red light runner in San Francisco. No time to be mad because it happened in less than five seconds. But afterwards, I was pissed. I still remember the smug face of the other driver as the cops took down information. I wanted to rip his face up to look like the smashed front end of my car.
As you might guess, the quick event is much easier to deal with. That makes sense since the event has already happened. The moment has passed. Yes, you’re mad but if you work at centering yourself, you’ll realize you’ve come out not much worse than before. Much like dealing with a difficult uke. Once the technique is over - however it’s over - it’s done. Nothing you can do with the encounter. With the red light runner, it could have gone a lot worse. I could have been in traction or worse. Sure, there was the hassle of repairing my car. But it wasn’t end of the world.
Somtimes though, the quick event turns into the build-up event, particularly if you’ve been financially, emotionally, or physically crippled by it. For example, what if I was crippled by the red light runner? All that time in traction, wheelchair, whatever would have given me a lot of time to work up my rage.
The build-up event is the most difficult type to handle. You’re very involved, physically and emotionally. Whether the period of time is short or long, it is an incredible - I would even say monumental - task to extricate yourself enough to see things objectively. It’s like there’s a thread that links the lizard to your rational mind. For most of us - well, me anyways - the thread is tenuously fragile. For a few, it’s not non-existent (can you say road rage?).
Aikido teaches us to be in the moment, not attached to uke or to any thing or thought. When Sensei tells you to straighten your posture, it’s not just a physical act, it is also a reminder to detach yourself from what’s going on - not so much to disconnect from uke but enough that you’re not adversely affected by what’s going on during the technique (like if uke throws a puch at one of your openings).
My thinking is that such practice helps to thicken that thread. It is my sincere hope that one day, I can yank on that thread and instead of the lizard sneering back at me, it’ll kowtow to my rational mind and keep its grubby hands (claws?) off my buttons.
Am I over the parking lot event? Sort of. It happened again today and it didn’t bother me as much as it did the last two times. But the tailgater? Yeah, there was another one today. Did I stomp on the brakes? You betcha! Gotta love the lizard.