Like a blinking yellow light pulsing hypnotically on a stop light, our storylines hum through our minds continuously informing our behavior and our way of being in the world. Living without gently tapping into that tape, or storyline, is akin to walking around with heavy chains wrapped around our waists. The chains drag us down and keep us in familiarity. Yet, we are human. The familiar tapes playing in our minds are a part of each of us.
By nature, we are drawn to familiarity and routine. Much of what we do routinely is life giving. A habit of waking at 6:30 a.m., going for a jog, and eating a healthy breakfast; or, rising early to sit quietly either meditating, praying, or simply centering before the day begins, are all life giving activities. However, when we have a sense that our habits or routines are not conducive to our overall well-being, or when they are no longer serving us, possibly it is time to simply observe and become aware of what our storylines are saying.
For example, heeding my aversion to writing is not in my best interest; nor, I would argue, in the best interest of those around me. (The process of writing does something for me that makes me a happier person if I engage in the act. So, I can be a more pleasant person to be around if I have written on a given day.) Though I am drawn to writing, I am disinclined to do it. So, I can easily hypnotically avoid it. Drawing awareness to this aversion has helped. As with many areas of my life, I’ve allowed the hum of my tape to direct my behavior. As I’ve mentioned before, it is when I sit down to write that many of my storylines come home to roost.
Barging in the front door and taking their places at the table without even a thoughtful knock, each of them tries to outdo the other to be heard. With an offbeat party favor in hand, some of them wave the red flags that I must be handing out as they enter yelling “pick me! pick me! I’ll tell you how you feel about writing,” as they sit at the dining room table each wanting a chance to speak. My usual is to let them all speak at once. One of them quips “you can’t do this, you can’t write.” Or, “this is too hard. It is not worth the time.” Followed up by the guest with the biggest flag sitting in the center seat, “whoa… good thing you don’t need to earn a living being a writer because no one would have food to eat!”
While I am fully aware of my complicity, I feel powerless at times. Powerless when I buy into what they are saying. Again and again they tell me who I am. They define me. They guide my decisions. And, I listen. But, we are not powerless. I think each of us knows this.
While it is normal that I’ve not (yet) created another pathway for those well-grooved thoughts slipping seamlessly through my neural pathways, if I decide to stop writing that day because of those thoughts, I have listened to what they have to say and taken their advice. My error is not in listening to them, (although there are varying opinions on this), my error comes when I act based on what the storylines are saying.
I heed Rumi’s advice. I believe all emotions, thoughts, and feelings deserve time on the playing field of our minds. In other words, they should not be dismissively pushed away or repressed because this can result in making them stronger. Those that are recurring purely based on emotion (not steeped in reality), or those that are simply ruminating thoughts should be acknowledged, then set aside or transcended so that our actions or reactions are not based on thoughts that do not serve us.
I share my powerless feelings and negative thoughts for two reasons: 1) There is liberation after awareness. And, 2) negative low-humming tapes can be difficult to detect. Usually we have to get really quiet and listen. My desire is that possibly, by reading this, you have a sense that you are not crazy or abnormal if you have a bunch of negative thoughts running through your head. It has been my experience that is quite normal and widespread. It is simply part and parcel of being human. And, my hope is we (I) keep in mind there is liberation after awareness of the negative thoughts, feelings, and emotions. The chains do loosen and can be removed. We can stop watching the yellow light blinking at the stop light.
Freedom from storylines can come in many forms. Years ago my desire to cook and bake was stymied by the thoughts and emotions I experienced while in the kitchen. (They directed my behavior.) Among other things, the low hum moving through my mind said I should expect perfection with anything I made. Coupled with my thoughts, my emotions while in the kitchen seemed almost insurmountable. I would instantly (seemingly instantly, there are small gaps between thought, feeling, and behavior) become frustrated, anxious, and irritable when making much more than toast or oatmeal.
But, as I mention in my “About” page, I had the feeling that somewhere between the frustration and irritability was a lesson I needed to learn. A lesson I wanted to learn. Now, I no longer carry those negative thoughts into the kitchen with me. I did it by getting quiet and listening, really listening to the storyline that played when I entered the kitchen. I developed an awareness of what my mind was telling me. I then challenged those thoughts based on reality.
What would it be like to live with a more direct experience of reality? What would it be like to quiet, even if only for a breath or two, the continual tape that runs through our minds? What happens when we bring awareness into our daily lives? When we bring awareness into our daily lives, the storylines quiet, the blinking yellow light has less control over our behavior, and we experience reality more directly.
I frequently make what I think of as everyday cakes. My definition of an everyday cake is that it uses very little or no sugar, no butter, and it has a substantial fruit or vegetable component. This banana cake adapted from Green Kitchen Stories meets those criteria. It is loaded with flavor and it is healthy.
Baker’s Notes: Although this is a gluten free cake, for those of you who would rather bake with wheat flour, a combination of whole wheat, whole wheat pastry flour, and/or white whole wheat flours would do very well.
Vegan and Gluten Free Banana Cake
- 1 cup brown rice flour (or superfine brown rice flour)
- 1 cup quinoa flour
- 1 tsp baking powder
- 1/4 tsp baking soda
- big pinch of salt
- 3 ripe bananas, mashed, set aside
- 1 cup unsweetened apple sauce
- 1/2 cup soymilk (unsweetened)
- 3 T olive oil
- 1 t vanilla extract
- 1/2 cup seeds or nuts, chopped, if necessary (I used raw pumpkin seeds)
- Preheat the oven to 350°F. Grease and flour a 10″x4″ loaf pan or a 9″ round cake pan. Set aside.
- In a medium mixing bowl, combine flour through salt.
- In a small bowl, mash the bananas with a fork or potato masher, then add apple sauce, milk, vanilla, and nuts. Stir to combine. Combine the wet ingredients with the dry.
- Pour into prepared baking dish. Baking times will vary according to the size pan chosen. About 50 minutes to 1 hour for the loaf pan and 35 – 40 minutes for the 9″ round cake pan. Check for doneness with a toothpick inserted in the center. The cake will develop a slight golden brown color around the edges. Once baked, cool on a wire rack before turning out. Ready to serve once cooled. Store the remainder in fridge.