“Previous straws are more crucial than the last one. Take one away and the last loses its power.” (From an old Tweeted proverb of mine based on the much more ancient original proverb about that unfortunate mammal.) I recently realized from my own experience that sources of stress can be like those straws. They pile up in layers one at a time, each obscuring the previous ones yet taking a deeper and deeper cumulative toll. We sort of “get used to” each straw and try to ignore it or shrug it off best we can, especially while dealing with the latest incoming one. We lose track of our tally of how many straws have accumulated and to what extent each exacts its price, and this suppression of our awareness is what threatens our well being.
Let us ask ourselves, How many straws are we bearing now? Perhaps the first one is a family estrangement from 20 years ala Jacob and Esau. The second one might be credit card debt that never is completely cleared from month to month. Others vying for recent provenance might be watching Death stalk a family member, ready to snatch him from behind, or having to discontinue a work or personal relationship that has more and more dysfunction and less and less benefit. And then to top it off, bronchitis might come around to make a call on one of us.
As the straws gather up like the increasing numbers of leaves now stealthily taking over the ground, we habituate to the point that we forget about the first covering of leaves, never mind the ground itself.
No one can advise us which straw to tackle first, but it does not have to be in order of their arrival. Simply becoming more self-aware of the whole conglomeration of ‘em will help us in analyzing which one we should topple off first, making us like the lucky camel.