I've been spending 15 minutes each morning snaring negative thoughts. I've discovered that a huge part of my discomfort is because of my perfectionism. I wrote a poem this morning I wanted to share with you. I hope it helps in some small way. It's called "The Space Between" . Okay, I borrowed the title from Dave Mathews (thanks Dave).

Do I want to live in the space between what I seek and what is?
It's a hard place to live, a barren land.
The sky dark and cold as you toil on and on under an unrelenting master.
Always trying to change what was, fearful of what is to come.
Carefully measuring, weighing, comparing and almost always found wanting.
Missing the fact that our true nature, to accept and forgive, is within our grasp.
If we'll only leave that space between.

I tried to post this earlier, and for some reason it didn't post. My immediate reaction was to get angry because my first thought was "you screwed up" - go figure! Anyway, if there's anything I can contribute from my experience, it's that the process of snaring negative self-talk (including unrealistic expectations), and replacing them with truthful compassionate thoughts- works!

I could really relate to that poem. It is a choice. Do we want to stay in that place and if we don't then we will have work to do. Like you are doing. Snaring those thoughts. Thank you for posting it. I loved it. Reena