Chomping on Your Tail

July 12, 2009

Here’s an idea I borrowed (and practiced) from Annette Nibley’s website, What Never Changes. Take out a sheet of paper and write down what it is that you are seeking vis-a-vis the spiritual journey (or your material, human journey for that matter). Let’s say you want to put an end to the fear that permeates so much of your being. Or you want that big new house. Or you want enough for retirement. So you write that down and then you write down what you believe would happen once you reached that particular goal. You save enough to retire, now what? Well, now I can golf whenever I want. Ok, then what?   Chasing tail

The point to this exercise, as Nibley so eloquently points out, is that there is no end to it. You never arrive at some magical destination where all your wants and desires are met. You are the dog forever chasing its tail. Indeed, I’ll sit and watch our dog, Riley, chase – and catch – his tail, and the expression on his eyes when he has a mouthful of tail could scream volumes about the spiritual search. “Great, I’ve captured my tail, now what?”

When it comes to the spiritual search, Nibley writes: “If you keep going with this … you’ll come to a dead end. You’ll get to a place where you realize the wanting just perpetuates itself. There isn’t anything finally gained. If you have inner peace, so what? Can you say why you want that? Finally, the futility of wanting is experienced directly; the tail-chasing is abruptly interrupted by biting down, and the whole operation falls to the floor in a thud.”

Or as Jason Robards tells his adult son Steve Martin, in the incomparable film, “Parenthood,” when describing his concerns for another of his children: “It never ends. There’s no goal line … no end zone where you spike the ball and that’s it. It’s like your Aunt Ethel’s ass, it just goes on forever. It never ends.”

The lesson: Stop seeking because what you seek you already are.


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  • Ann Gurley July 22, 2009 at 12:55 pm

    Aunt Ethel’s ass goes on forever!
    That’s as good as , “Hello, I’m Molly Ringwald’s wart.”