How To Murder Anxiety

Thursday, 4:03pm
Reno, NV
Hunkered down…


One of the best Zen lessons I ever had busted over my head was the role of anxiety in our lives.

Something does or doesn’t happen that tweaks your mojo, your stomach knots up, you sweat like a pig, you get get brain-vapor-lock and can’t stop obsessing over past and future events.

You are held captive by anxiety.

Blood pressure burbles up, heart races, hands shake, eyes tear up.

Then… suddenly… a fresh crisis occurs.

You receive an emergency phone call, zombies attack, some doofus rear-ends you in traffic, the dog gets in a fight with a rabid squirrel, an earthquake knocks over you and the furniture, or whatever.

Your mind is instantly freed from the anxiety, as you marshall inner resources to deal with the immediate incoming shit. (Killing zombies is hard work.)

This proves your anxiety is an invention of your own bad-ass mind.

A concocted fear of things outside your control.

You’ve done it to yourself.

Later, calmer, you can deal with the original anxiety-provoking situation. Apologize, clean up the mess, make amends, pay your penalty, accept the consequences…

… and move on.

You know what can help you overcome anxiety and live a happier and wealthier life? The ability to communicate with your fellow humans. Something you can learn to do for FREE right over here.

Anxiety is an invented state, to a great extent. You can also beat it with hard-core exercise (or a few pints)…

… but the main realization is that you can beat it.

Strangle it at it’s worst, crush it like a bug even as it crests in your system.

Murder the little bastard.

It might take some practice. Without the intervention of good tactics (like good old Americanized Beat-inspired Zen), you can spend your entire life shackled to the whims of your super-ego. That nagging voice telling you you’re not good enough. That vague sense of impending doom and failure, no matter how experienced you’ve become at something. Feeling like an imposter about to be revealed, like a criminal about to be exposed, like a pathetic twerp deserving ridicule.

It’s all bullshit. There are warring sub-personalities inside your head, and too often the wrong ones win.

You have SO much more input than you realize, if only you’ll take back the control room in your brain.

Write your own script for a change, and let your love-light shine.

Anxiety sucks.

So do the usual prescriptions for dealing with it (via our overlord, Big Pharma).

Zen out, instead.

Once you’re feeling calm and relaxed, it’s a good time to focus on your goals. You’ll find lots of resources to make you more successful right over here.

It’s only hard while you’re in the initial battle with the demons refusing to relinquish control of your life… and once you get good at vanquishing them, you can stop worrying about zombies.

Stay frosty,


P.S. Be sure to check out the courses and books available here on the blog.

This is a GREAT time to get the basics of solid salesmanship (and especially salesmanship-in-print) down cold… as the world pivots to some new version of “normal” that will eat the weak and demand intense discipline from the survivors.

Stay tuned.


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  • Shitweasel #3857 says:

    John, this post resonates on so many levels.

    As a highly neurotic person I’ve gone through times when even the thought of leaving the house left me sitting in a corner, cold and sweaty, pulse racing as if it wanted to set a new record in Daytona.

    What helped was the realization that things won’t get better unless I made them better.
    That things are only bad because I made them so through my constant overthinking.
    And that I can judo the crap out of anything life throws in my way, flip the script and use it for good.
    Be like water, lemons into lemonade, and all that.
    Making the CONSCIOUS DECISION to remain upright, even if the proverbial gates of hell burst open and the world around me crumbles into tiny pieces.
    Humming the MacGyver theme while doing so if necessary. (Yeah, pretty hardcore. I know.)

    Hope you’re doing well dude, although I think I know
    what you’re up to during the Apocalypse… 😉

    Stay safe

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