I have been worried about not being worried, as you describe, but only because the landscape is so strange from the lands I used to travel. A month ago, I became interim dean at the university where I teach, a job I did seven years ago. Then, every day was a rollercoaster of anxiety, emotion, and fear, but now, despite dealing with a a pandemic, a budget crisis, and the aftermath of a hurricane, I've been performing my job (so far) with clarity and (gasp) joy because I see my role as being a caretaker of the students and the faculty more than being a top-notch, go-get-em administrator out to set all manner of things "right." Zen Buddhist practice and becoming sober--which are not two in my life--are literally the only differences. The worry comes when I desire to remain in a state of non-worry, so when I catch myself doing this, I chuckle a little bit and remind myself that this state of non-worry will not last. Thanks to Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha. (Sorry I ran a bit long.)
Gassho,
Hobun
STLAH
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Gassho,
Hobun
STLAH
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