Today I successfully defended my master’s thesis, and passed with distinction.
The latter caught me completely off-guard. I didn’t know what “with distincton” meant until my advisor explained it to me. (Apparently, it’s an honor bestowed upon one out of every four or five candidates.) Given that it has taken me four years to complete my master’s thesis, which technically makes me out-of-progress in the program, I was expecting nothing of the sort.
For the previous 24 hours, I had been feeling considerable anxiety—no, abject fear—about making my presentation to the committee. This morning I awoke at 4:00 a.m., feeling anxious about the looming presentation, and never succeeded in getting back to sleep.
To further dissolve any lingering confidence, I had an unfortunate memory in the back of my mind: Two years ago, during my defense of my master’s proposal before this same committee, I had all-but-swallowed my own larynx, I got so nervous.
Today went much better. As far as I can tell, the chief difference was that I consistently applied what I have learned from Eckhart Tolle about how to deal with any kind of resistance to an experience. Each time I felt anxious or afraid, including the moments right before my defense started, I responded by being intensely present with the experience, surrendering to it, rather than becoming tense or lost in thought.
Ultimately, the results were amazing. I was in varying degrees of torment leading up to the defense, and even had a flash of wondering if I’d need to go find a bathroom. But I kept staying with the experience and, lo and behold, when it came time for the actual defense, I was able to put my full attention on the task at hand. Word is, the committee was more impressed with the presentation than with the actual thesis.
As honored as I am by my committee’s decision, I feel that what I really learned today is that Eckhart Tolle is one damn sage man.