Let’s delve a bit deeper into the comfort zone, which I discussed last time.
The previous article
【 I am not the same as I was yesterday】
You may feel frustrated when you miss your train and are running late for your schedule. That irritation, believe it or not, is indeed your comfort zone.
Why can irritation be comfortable for you? No one feels good when they’re irritated.
When you experience frustration, don’t you usually try to think of something else or solve the problem at hand to overcome that irritation? However, all these actions are just staying within the comfortable space of irritation.
The best thing to do here, if it were up to me, would be to first become aware of that irritation and start “cleaning” the experience of feeling frustrated. This is because beneath the experience of irritation lie many memories replaying themes like lack of money, confidence, or freedom.
However, as long as you’re caught up in the response of irritation and only dealing with that, you can’t touch the actual memories beneath. But not being able to touch them means that they also form a kind of comfort zone. Therefore, cleaning with the responses that have come to light is a valuable task. It’s as precious as encountering a treasure that has been hidden for a long time.
What else do you feel casually every day? What reactions make you settle down? Whether it’s getting irritated while waiting in line, feeling somewhat exhausted talking to sociable people, or not wanting to go outside in winter, even the slightest things can be cleaned to release the chain of memories, bringing back freedom.
Inspiration comes from there. At all times, beyond the expectations arising from our own thoughts, we can receive inspiration.
You can realize that you’ve been mistreating and misinterpreting yourself.
From there, by truly loving and caring for yourself, you remember that love is not something you receive but is, in fact, love itself.
When you handle your pain and wounds from your true self, that is, from love, your wounds become your magnet, guiding you back to your original path.
What Ho’oponopono taught me is that the focus is regained not on the outside, but on how I treat myself inside.
Peace,
Nello Ceccon
