It's A B*tch Being Conscious

Do you ever feel that it takes more work, more outbetter than walking around numb?" Sometimes they
of you emotionally, to live a conscious life than it didgive in and admit that they like living in an aware and
to live less-than-consciously? Many years ago I had aawakened state. Sometimes they give me the look
T-shirt made with the saying, It's A Bitch Beingthat lets me know I'm skating on thin ice, that their
Conscious. I wore it on the first day of my Journeyanswer just might be a resounding "No!" if I weren't
Into Ecstasy workshop intensive because I couldso chipper.
count on it to evoke instant, knowing laughter fromI can relate. I like the temporary high that blaming
all the participants.and playing the victim provide so well. Blaming feeds
So why do we do it? Why do we keep working onmy ego and playing the victim allows me to relinquish
ourselves when it takes so much effort, when we'dresponsibility for my life. Who wouldn't say, "Bring it
sometimes rather be zoned out, pour a cold one, lighton!"
up a joint or cigarette, or grab the remote? Why doBut once the high leaves, I'm stuck with all my
we put ourselves through seeming torture for nohangover symptoms: depression, lower self-esteem,
guaranteed rewards, sometimes paying a hefty pricehelplessness, and hopelessness. I wake up and see in
for the privilege of doing so? Are we just masochiststhe mirror someone who traded the excitement of
disguised as seekers and healers? Is ignorancepossibility for the drudgery of inevitability, someone
perhaps, if not the best policy, at least a better onewho is stuck in a rut, reading from a very boring
than relentless self-examination? Who is it that saidscript, complaining often and loudly. I see someone
that the unexamined life is not worth living? A lot ofwho, while familiar, is less than admirable.
people might disagree.Kicking and screaming, or at least whining, I stop the
I know that I'm supposed to answer these rhetorical,chatter and remind that face in the mirror what the
"teaser" questions for you in this paragraph. I'mgoal of consciousness is: happiness. I tell myself that I
supposed to justify and validate all your hard work,am more than the sum of my fears, self-judgments,
the money you spend on coaching, therapy,and limiting beliefs. I quiet the chatter long enough to
workshops, and books, the courage you've musteredhear my spirit's whispers. And when I persevere, I do
to face your demons. But you know, I don't knowoccasionally stumble onto great and unexpected joy.
why anyone does it.More often, I find myself feeling at least a small
When my coaching clients express how hard thismeasure of peace. I'm grateful for that. Is it all worth
work sometimes is all I can do is smile, agree, andit? I guess each of us needs to answer that question
cheerlead. I say things like, "Doesn't clarity feel betterfor ourselves.
than confusion?" "Doesn't feeling your emotions feel