That is what good therapy offers that a cushion cannot. The cushion is solitary, and the perfectionist is already alone with the judge. A therapist is a second person in the room, one who can notice the judge with you, name where it came from and help you test whether its warnings are still true.
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Who wants a dukkha pie? Nobody. At least not us Buddhists.
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Being calm enough to push back and set aside time to do nothing is truly subversive in these times, when even hobbies can be turned into consumable content or gamified.
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To simply be nowadays is a rebellion of sorts, removing yourself from a process of obey, consume, repeat (to quote an old John Carpenter film).
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I realised that all the ruckus had become “noise.” Shouting Spaniards, the TV next door, the souped-up car—it was all just “noise.”
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