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Thursday, September 11, 2014

Ode to a Snake

It’s a common experience: being unable to locate an item that is hiding in plain sight.  In fact, there’s an old adage that aptly characterizes the occurrence: “If it had been a snake it would have bit me.”

My legendarily forgetful Granny Garrett, who lived her whole life in South Georgia, often applied the old saw of the snake.  And it was her voice that brought the words flying back to me recently, as I contemplated mindfulness on a training walk – only to find that mindfulness itself was hiding in plain sight and I wasn’t seeing it at all.

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In preparing for a one-day rim-to-rim hike of the Grand Canyon this fall, I’ve taken to walking (multiple iterations, with a tad of running) the 650 feet up and down the path to The Cross of the Martyrs in Santa Fe.  Recently, I started this workout within an hour of reading a chapter from Sharon Salzberg’s book on meditation, Real Happiness: The Power of Meditation.  Having taken to reading Salzberg’s book as a way to reconnect with my own meditation practice, I was full of the notion of making my workout mindful by being fully present in the experience. 

Traipsing up and down my training route, I was (mindfully, I thought) noticing sensations: the comfort of my new trail shoes, the burn in my gluts, my increased respiratory rate.  I was (again, I thought) fully present to the sensations and scenery of the trail.  What a meditation maven I was!

And that’s when it happened.  A rattlesnake busy making its way down a stonewall bordering the path startled me from my thoughts and brought me to full presence.   Before I saw the snake, I heard the rattle.  Looking to my right (roughly at shoulder level), I was close enough to note the triangular head and elliptical pupil of my impromptu mindfulness instructor.

Said snake had done its job.  I was present -- fully, mindfully aware.  Nothing could have been more enlightening in the practice of mindfulness than this mindless encounter.  It was a snake.  It didn’t bite me.   You get the picture, I’m sure.

For those of you – like me – who at times struggle with meditation and the practice of mindfulness (and it is such a human experience – the struggle), the “If it were a snake . . . “ moment may be quite familiar.  It’s less what we don’t see, than what simply doesn’t register.  The present experience is unable to get a figurative word in edgewise through the busy chatter in our minds.

What mindfulness really does for us is allow us to experience our thoughts without succumbing to the chatter.  Whether we’re sitting crossed legged in a meditation room, training our physical bodies with the intent of moving meditation or trying to remember the name of the guy at the grocery store, distracting (obscuring) thoughts come up for all of us. 

Salzberg says that what we hope to learn from meditation is, “the difference between thinking and being lost in our thoughts.”  That is, the difference of being present on the path and surrendering to all the distracting thoughts along the way. 

Occasionally I get a coaching client who thinks meditation is about suspending one’s thoughts (as if one could).  The trick is not to cease thoughts – rather to acknowledge one’s distracting thoughts, and then let them go.  In this way, mindfulness trains our attention.  It’s a reason meditation is being used more and more as a tool of performance enhancement for athletes.  One of basketball’s greatest coaches, Phil Jackson, is known for using meditation training with his players with the result of improving focus and teamwork (11 NBA titles can’t be wrong).

So when along my path, the snake was there, suddenly within striking distance and politely warning me of my impending trespass, I did not stop thinking – rather I let go of all thoughts not of the snake.  That focused thinking (snakes have a way of creating focus) allowed me quickly, though surprisingly calmly, to move away from the wall.  For the rest of the walk, when there arose distracting thoughts that threatened to blind me to my surroundings, the venerable snake reminded me to acknowledge them, and let them go.


There’s a lot one can learn from a snake . . . no bite required.