Spit The Hook

HOOKED, TRAPPED, SQUIRMING
I was sitting in a coffee shop years ago, wanting solitude to think. Enjoying the view, sipping my tea. All of a sudden, this man I’d never seen before was hovering over me, leaning over the table into my face, saying, “So what do you think is the best way to help starving kids in poor parts of the world?” No introduction, no ‘How’s it going’, no thought for my space, just right there, invading my sphere of comfort and solitude, with an attitude insistent upon drawing me from being relaxed, calm, to suddenly going 100 miles an hour into a deep random discussion with a stranger about issues of life and death elsewhere in the world.

Woolly Mammoth
These are all pictures I took of the Incredible nature displays at the Royal British Columbia Museum in Victoria, B.C. Canada. This is a woolly mammoth, perhaps the most iconic and most-photographed of the displays.

Immediately, my mind felt trapped, started wriggling, like a fish caught on a hook: “Who is this person? Why did he target me? I don’t feel like talking to anyone, I came here to relax and be alone for awhile. How do I get him to go away, without appearing rude? If I don’t start talking with him about starving kids, then it will look like I don’t care about this issue, right? What do I do? Do I try to appear wise and caring and try manufacture a quick answer, some conversation about this? I want to be a wise, caring person, so if I tell him to get lost, do I appear rude and uncaring? Will he make a scene, will he tell others what an idiot he just met? Will he become an enemy, insult me whenever he sees me walking on the street? There’s obviously something socially wrong with him, if he stepped over all these boundaries instantly with a stranger… so exactly how far over the line is he, will this get crazy and dangerous? What are the other people in this coffee shop thinking, will I get embarrassed?”

I was in turmoil inside, but how do I keep my face straight on the outside so I don’t look like a fool, a deer caught in the headlights, to everyone around who’s looking? My mind was wriggling like a hooked fish. In a couple seconds, it’s amazing how many quick impressions will run through your mind. Not long, thought-out ideas and responses, just snippets of impressions, arriving bang-bang-bang fast, until hopefully one comes along that seems like the right course of action.

Have you ever fished? Your line is deep in the water, suddenly there’s a strike, and all up the rod and into your arms and body you can feel that fish wriggling, fighting, veering left and right, up out of the water and down into deep circles, doing anything to get unhooked. Wriggling, wriggling, wriggling, caught and panicking. Before that, it was swimming freely in open water, no constraints, enjoying the currents and the bugs and whatever, now suddenly it is trapped in a small area defined by the strength and length of your fishing line, and it’s panicking, tumbling desperately in any and every direction, trying to escape, its normal daily routine turned upside-down into pain and confusion by being hooked.

Fish Cannery
Part of the fish cannery display.

This is what happens to our minds, when we’re caught in circumstances and thoughts that we don’t want and don’t know how to escape. It happens often. It happens when you’re talking with friends, family, acquaintances and strangers, whenever you become caught, trapped by some conversation that you don’t want. Or don’t understand. Or someone is trying to manipulate, confuse, harm you. Or someone isn’t trying to, but that is how you’re feeling. Or you’re terrified by something. Or you’re enraged by something. Or you’re trying to figure out something that is evasive, confusing, something you can’t seem to let go of, you have to figure it out, solve it.

You want to leave… yet you’re hooked like that fish, you feel like you can’t  leave! This does not refer to all the moments of your day that might be uncomfortable but which you can change or leave easily. This refers to when your mind is hooked. Though you have the ability to physically walk away, you actually can’t; your mind isn’t letting you, it’s hooked, in a kind of shock, overwhelmed, you’re unable to figure out what to say, how to change the subject, how to leave, how to get this person to leave, how to stop yourself from feeling this way. You don’t want to look like an idiot, don’t want to be embarrassed, yet you don’t want to remain trapped in this conversation or situation; you don’t know what to do!

Sea Lions
Sea Lions

BEGIN NOTICING WHEN YOU’RE HOOKED
I can’t remember when I started becoming clearly aware of the process of being hooked like a fish. But once I did, I became consciously aware of noticing it whenever it happened, to me and to others. Some events stand out in my memory; I remember having breakfast in a family restaurant during my travels. At one table near me was an elderly couple, very tiny and demure and quiet people, the kind who go to a restaurant once a week, bring their books to read, don’t talk much to each other. They were part way through their breakfast, reading their books, when an obvious tourist sat down at the table next to them. He was huge, a seven-footer, cowboy hat and boots, the works, maybe in his 70’s, a big old-time cowboy who obviously lives his life ‘out loud’.

Right away he introduced himself into this small prim couple at the next table, talking very loudly and friendly, a good ‘ol boy, telling them his life history, asking them loud questions. He didn’t just talk for a couple moments as a friendly neighbor, I mean he took them over. That’s why I said ‘introduced himself into them’, rather than ‘to them’. He literally invaded them. Half an hour later I was still watching him talking loudly at them, and they were, by this time, actually squirming. Physically squirming. They just didn’t know what to do. They looked away. They answered in little one-word mumbles. They looked down at their plates, kept trying to read their books.

The big guy was oblivious to their distress; he was quite at ease, with zero filters holding him back. But he wasn’t an ass… he was actually being ‘nice’, being friendly. The kind of guy who’s so into his friendly self that he’d be surprised, even shocked, if they were to tell him to stop it, to go away. He’d even be resentful about it, since he was doing ‘nothing wrong’, in his eyes, just being neighborly, friendly.

He was at ease. He wasn’t hooked like a fish, he was expressing himself freely, with no thought of the comfort of others. So this article isn’t about him, we’ll save his one-sided blindness and deal with that in another article. This is about that old couple, who were hooked and wriggling and didn’t know how to escape. You could just see it. They wanted to leave, but that would take courage, be so abrupt. Do they leave their food? Do they pay? Will he say loudly, “Hey, where ya goin’, are you crazy? You people are sick! How rude, just up and ignoring me!” Will they be embarrassed? What were the people around them thinking? It’s obvious the whole place could see them squirming… what to do?!

I noticed their ‘being hooked like a fish’. I studied it, really saw the dynamics between that couple and the big friendly tourist beside them. Mostly, I watched what was happening in that couple’s minds and body language.

I’ve been there. Plenty of times. Everyone goes there. Everyone gets trapped sometimes. Even that big guy at the restaurant who trapped the old couple… even he gets trapped, sometimes, hooked like a fish, in some situations. You can become hooked like a fish by other people… and you can also hook your own mind like a fish, unable to let go of something you’ve become involved with; people don’t get upset or hooked when the topic isn’t ‘close to home’, doesn’t really affect them, but once a single sentence comes up that really hits a nerve, that same person suddenly gets blinders on, starts arguing, must prove something, must get to the bottom of something, must set things straight, must get their point across, and becomes absolutely hooked, unable to let the situation progress or change. They must keep going, they are caught in it, hooked like a fish. They may even, on some awareness level, know they are hooked, in deep, and wish they could bail themselves out, backpedal… but something in their minds just won’t let them. Hooked.

Being hooked feels… awful. Whether you’re a fish, or a human, it feels awful. Your mind becomes unclear. Your freedom becomes trapped and confined. Your sense of who you are abandons you. Your sense of who you want to be within this happening, is overwhelmed and immobilized. Your strength loses its steel and you get jelly-legged. You lose yourself, you lose your mind’s clarity, you lose your flow.

How do you stop your mind from being hooked like a fish?

River Otter
River Otter. Some displays have sound effects, like dripping water and seagulls. Some even have running streams and live exhibits.

YOU SPIT
We’re talking about a mind hook. You can always spit it, because it’s a thought process, and thoughts can be let go of. Always. At its extreme, you can entirely let thoughts go, excise your mind of your own thoughts, any thoughts regarding whatever is happening, any thoughts about what to do or what will happen or what others are thinking of you. But that extremity is for very advanced monks and masters, and we haven’t arrived at that exalted clarity of mind yet. This website is for laypersons, at everyday levels of dealing with things, who are looking for mind tools that can be put into practice right away, rather than tools that need years of meditation and study to apply.

Let’s move right to how you spit that hook. When you’re hooked by a conversation or circumstance, when you’re on the receiving end of something you don’t want to be receiving, or when you’re hooked on saying or doing something and you want to stop but don’t know how, what do you do? How do you spit the hook that’s pinned you to this uncomfortable, even out-of-control, state of mind you are in?

Let’s break down this statement, because this three-word phrase is much more exact, complete, wise, and beautiful than it first appears: to ‘spit’ means you spit it out. That’s it. When you’re fishing and your hook gets a ‘nibble’, that fish isn’t really ‘set’ yet. The hook hasn’t sunk deep. The fish has nibbled to sample or taste your lure, see if it’s edible. A good fisherman waits for that nibble, is sensitive to feeling it, and when that subtle nibble happens, he jerks the fishing rod a little, to ‘set the hook’, pierce it into the fish’s mouth.

But before that can happen – or even during that quick jerk – the fish can ‘spit the hook’ out again. It might be frightened by the quick movement, or might realize the hook isn’t really an insect or ‘food’, but for whatever reason, it spits that hook out fast and you lose the fish. And that fish escapes being hooked.

Your mind needs to do that; it needs to spit out whatever was trying to hook you.

HOW DO YOU DO IT?
Whenever you are trapped by something uncomfortable happening, by people saying things that have trapped your mind, even when you seem to have trapped yourself with your own thoughts…

…You step back and look at what is really happening.

That’s it. That’s the entire trick. You shift away from the hook, and look at what is really happening. You spit the hook that is dangling in front of you, you stand back and you take a look at the trap. If a fish had the intelligence and experience of a human, it would approach that lure in the water, at first glance thinking this was food. Then it would become suspicious… didn’t look exactly like the other food, didn’t smell like it, didn’t move the same way. On closer inspection, it looks all wrong, has a sharp pointy thing, has some almost invisible line tied to it. Hmm, where’s that line going? Oh, some person out there, with a rod.

The fish backs away from the initial hook, or mistake, and finally sees the whole picture: ‘That’s not food at all, that’s a trap and what’s really happening is that human is trying to catch me!’ To put that into terms you can use, I’ll show you what I mean:

In my coffee shop situation, with that stranger wanting to talk about the starving kids… that is the hook. Being trapped by his statement or question, and wondering how to answer it, is the hook. To spit the hook, you immediately let go of, ignore that hook, you back out and look at what is really happening, with a much broader view… and then you respond to that.

Watch, it’s magic. Here’s what I could have done and said, to that coffee shop guy: “Why are you doing this? Look at you, you have reached, what, 50 years of age, and you are still going up to a complete stranger, without any thought of how uncomfortable this makes me, and trying to involve me, without any preamble or introduction, into some deep conversation? Did you even wonder why I’m sitting here alone? Maybe someone just died and I came here to think about it. Maybe I have a hectic life around a lot of people, and I came here to be alone for awhile. And look how close you are standing, you seem to have no idea about peoples’ need for space, especially from a complete stranger. Has no one in your life ever told you this? You are committing all kinds of social transgressions here. Forget about playing on my guilt and heartstrings by trying to trap me into a conversation about starving kids, what makes you think it is okay to do that to me, without even trying to find out why I am at this coffee shop in the first place, without trying to sense whether you should leave me alone?”

Do you see it? I could add another hundred statements there, but that is it, in a nutshell. I could have completely spit out the hook he’d just sunk into my mind, I could have stood outside of answering what he asked me, I could have looked at all the circumstances that were happening, and answered to those circumstances, not to the question he trapped me with about the starving kids.

Forget the hook they just gave you, back way up and out of it the moment you see it approaching. Look for the big picture, the picture of what is really happening. Another example:

When I was twelve or thirteen I was walking with a couple friends at a summer camp we were staying at, and some older hippie guy passed us, stopped and started talking to us about anything and everything. He was kind, not rude or mean. He was funny, entertaining, friendly. In the middle of it, he just grabbed my yogurt or pudding or whatever I was spooning into my mouth, took a few spoonfuls for himself, then handed the rest back. Some people are always stepping over lines that way. Some do it meanly, and others do it ‘nicely’. Until later in my adult life, I would always be slightly stunned by what people would do, those ‘nice transgressions’. Not knowing what to do about it, I’d just suffer, endure it, and then like most other people in the world, think about it for two days until finally, in retrospect, decide what the best course of action would have been. And then wish I could go back in time and do that thing, rather than whatever pathetic stunned reaction I did give.

Now that I’ve learned this spit-the-hook tool, I never have to wonder how to react or respond. There is no list, you don’t need to make up a massive list of what you should do during each kind of circumstance that gets you hooked, afraid, embarrassed. You do only one thing, always: you spit the hook, and you respond to what is really happening. In that yogurt case, if that happened now, I would be saying things like, “You just stole a few bites of my food. This isn’t about whether I am generous or not, maybe if you had asked I would have said yes. Maybe not. But because I’m half your size, I’m a little kid, you just helped yourself. It doesn’t matter that you’re a friendly guy, you’re not swearing at us or being mean. You still stole it, with no care about how I feel, about how this is confusing to me, about how it makes me look weak and afraid in front of my friends.”

You see? I would spit the hook – let go of wondering what I should do, how I should react to this person taking a few spoons of my pudding – and deal directly with what is happening: he was ‘kindly bullying’ me. Being a friendly bully. If that elderly couple I saw in the restaurant knew of this tool, they would have solved the entire problem right away. They would have spit the hook of sitting there trapped, wondering how to escape, wondering how to respond to the big guy’s friendly but loud talk and questions. They would have backed out of listening to what he was saying, and instead they would have looked at the overall situation that was happening, and responded to that. Something like, “Excuse me. Look at us… we are quiet, we came here to enjoy each others’ company, we like to come here every Sunday for breakfast, just to read. You seem like a friendly fellow so I don’t want to be mean, but you haven’t asked us if we want to have a long conversation with you or hear about all these things. Why didn’t you ask us? Just because you are being friendly, doesn’t mean that you might not be making us feel really uncomfortable, or ignoring what we really want. You look like an interesting person and I understand that you’re a tourist and that you seem really social and want to talk even to strangers. But can’t you see that this isn’t the way to do it? At least be a little receptive to us, to see if you’re making us feel embarrassed or uncomfortable.”

Grizzly Bear
The museum can’t be beat for beautiful and realistic displays. A Grizzly bear in the forest.

You get the idea. You let go of the trap you’re in, and you look at it from the outside, and respond accordingly to the trap itself, not to what they’re saying. The topic of conversation, or the happening that’s going on, is unimportant. Yes, it has its own importance, just like talking about starving kids or learning about some stranger’s life. Those are important, and I don’t mean ‘unimportant’ that way. I mean, those things have their own place and time to discuss and act upon. Right now, you are doing nothing constructive towards them, because all your energy is currently being used to figure out how to no longer be hooked like a fish, how to escape what is happening.

Who said you have to be at the mercy of someone who wants to talk about something? Who said that the moment a stranger sits beside you and talks about something, you have to talk to them about it, right then, or it means you ‘don’t care’? You know you care. That isn’t what’s going on. What’s going on is power struggles, ego, control issues, social transgressions, blindness, fears, discomfort, embarrassment, confusion.

So, deal with that. Directly.

SPIT THE HOOK they used to snag you, and deal directly with what is happening: their action of hooking you.

Before you enter even more fears about responding in this way, remember: look at all the circumstances. Notice what is happening, notice that you are starting to feel trapped, hooked by someone or by your own thoughts; let go of whatever is being said, just back away from that; stand outside of it and see the overall, see the large picture of what is happening. Breathe. Allow yourself to flow. Get a clear feel for the situation, and respond accordingly. Appropriately. Accurately. Sincerely. Honestly. Try to trust your feelings, and forgive your responses. If the person is being kind and you can tell they are kind-hearted but are simply not reading your discomfort and they are stepping all over your toes, then respond appropriately. You don’t have to swear and yell and shove them away and call them idiots. You also don’t have to give them false smiles and be wheedling about it. Just state the case, frankly and accurately.

If they are acting like jerks, then be however that makes you feel. If you’re patient with people who act like that, then you’ll be patient. If you’re abrupt with them, then you’ll be abrupt. Be appropriate to how they are, and also to how you are feeling. It’s okay to show it. We all respond a little differently. Knowing this tool consciously, will in itself give you some calm clarity, and will naturally ease much of your discomfort. It works when you’re in a situation that is known and can be planned for, such as meetings with people you know. It also works in sudden situations with strangers. Often, people go their whole lives making the people around them uncomfortable, embarrassed, even frightened, and don’t know they’re doing it. Other times, people know they are hurting you, and revel in the feelings of power over you, knowing they have the power and they’ve got you hooked, powerless. Whichever the case is, whether they’re friendly or mean, knowing or innocent, this tool will eventually make it impossible for people to trap you, whether they do it purposely or unwittingly. Because you eventually learn to always spit out the hook they snare you with, and deal directly with the act of being snared. This isn’t about you changing them… this is simply about you removing yourself from the trap.

I have been very kind with people about this, because almost every time it happens, it happens without any conscious maliciousness on their part. Yet I’ve taken this tool far enough that I also feel very comfortable being stern, even aggressive, when I need to be.

Barkerville
A reproduction of gold mining in the Barkerville, B.C. area. Can you tell where the real rocks end and the painted background begins?

BE NICE, OR STERN, OR GENTLE, OR HARSH; JUST TRUST YOURSELF AND SPIT THAT HOOK
I remember sitting on a bus once, during a twelve hour ride. For the first part of the ride, this long-haired young man a couple seats in front of me kept fidgeting. Just seemed unsettled, nervous. I didn’t think much about it, but still kept an eye out… on a bus, you never know if someone’s going to jump up to sing a song, or start stabbing and chopping off heads. Finally after a couple hours on the bus, he rose abruptly out of his seat, walked two steps back to face me directly, and said loudly, “Can I tell you about Jesus?”

It took me about a half-second to see the situation in its entirety. A young man, caught up and excited about new beliefs, wanting egotistically to tell people about it all, but it is still all about him, his needs, only in the guise of teaching others. He was being inappropriate, he was not listening to calmness or timing and obviously picked out a ‘victim’ early on and then spent a couple hours fidgeting his courage up to the point where he could make the leap, without any consideration of the other passengers or whether he was embarrassing me… or even if this was something he should be doing. A dozen other things came to me also, including that I’d been semi-dozing with eyes only half open, and that he’d completely startled me out of that nap, without even trying to introduce himself or wake me gently. It was all wrong, in every way, so I spit the hook:

I did not think about talking about Jesus, or letting him down easily, or embarrassment, I just responded to the entire happening, and said loudly and abruptly, “NO!” He jerked around like he’d been slapped, sat down immediately, said not another word to me or anyone, avoided people during bus stops, and that was the end of it. He was being entirely blind and inappropriate, and I responded to that entire situation. If I’d tried to think about his question, talking about Jesus, etc, then I would have let that hook ‘set’ into my flesh, and I’d have been hooked. But I backed right out of that, looked at the whole picture, and responded to that.

And you know what? He will have learned something from that. Later, even during the years following, he’d have thought out the angles, and learned something. And the people around us on the bus did, too, I could see it in their faces. Everyone just ‘got it’, that my response was perfect and sincere to the situation. No one mentioned it to me, no one bugged that guy about it, no one was uncomfortable, they just got that he was being inappropriate, I responded appropriately, and it was all sorted out instantly.

With other people I try to allow myself to respond equally appropriately to the circumstances. If they’re being terrible I’ve literally said, “Fuck off, go away. You’re being awful.” And to others, “I am so sorry. Maybe I would like to talk about this or listen to you some time, but right now I’m a million miles away and I want to stay in my own space. Sorry about that, please don’t feel uncomfortable.” With others, I can gently or sternly take them to task if they’re really overstepping. Sometimes the circumstances are such that my response is to simply sit and listen. Not get drawn in, not rebuke or send them away, just sit and abide through it, kindly, patiently, quietly, let it happen and let it pass, as all things do. Other times the situation lets me know that I am fine to begin a conversation with this person, actually get into it. There is no predetermined right or wrong response, we must feel that out differently in each situation. But in each case, I immediately spit out the hook they’ve snagged me with, step back, look at what is really happening, and try to honestly respond to that. Respond not to the hook they are trying to set into me, but respond to the entire situation. The essential practice is in making sure you are not hooked, wriggling.

SPIT EVEN YOUR OWN HOOK
You can even spit out your own hook that has trapped your own mind. Sometimes you’ll be caught up in yelling at others, or trying to work out a tricky situation, or just in some rant or thought or action you can’t seem to stop yourself from doing. Maybe you’re even like that big tourist who had hooked that older couple in the restaurant… maybe you’ll actually notice that you’ve hooked someone else and are making them feel uncomfortable, trapped, and your own hook is that you don’t even know how to stop, since you’re this far into it;

And, maybe now, this tool will start to arise in your memory during those times. You can spit out whatever you are ranting at or thinking about, and say to yourself or anyone who’s on the receiving end of your trap, “Hold it. I’ll just stop here. Wow, am I ever ranting. I am so mad. Or Confused or worried. This is really taking its toll on me. Oh, I can see now you’re really stressing too. Forget what I was just on about, let’s talk about how lost I am in this, right now… holy cow, look how lost I have become into it.” You can step back from your own hook, and look at how hooked you are, deal with that directly.

BE OPEN TO THIS IN ALL KINDS OF SITUATIONS
Spitting the hook works in situations as benign as someone showing you too many family pictures in the photo album, to the point of discomfort. You might say, “Okay, that’s all for me. They’re great but my brain is becoming mush.” You’ve been feeling trapped, wondering if they’re ever going to stop or if they’re going to show you all the albums, how can you politely stop them… and you back out of that, see the big picture, realize they aren’t being receptive to how you’re feeling, and you extricate yourself by simply… being honest.

This works even with overbearing or threatening people who are trapping you in fear and intimidation. “Back off. What you’re saying is no longer important, it’s what you’re doing! You’re being threatening and scary. Stop this.” Get off their hook – what they’re talking about – and deal with what is really happening: they’re threatening or scaring you.

I owe this to myself, you owe this to yourself, so we don’t dwell in powerlessness, bitterness, anger, rage, animosity, blindness, resentment towards situations and towards people who entrap us, make us feel powerless, wriggling. Escape the trap, then take a larger, outside look at that trap for what it is, and respond accordingly. No list needed, you don’t plan it out. You are in the moment, free-form, when you learn this tool well. Your mind becomes like a fish swimming. Free. You don’t need to plan out what to do and say during possible uncomfortable encounters; when you learn to spit what they’ve hooked you with, to step back and look at what is happening, and respond accordingly to the happening and not the hook, you become clear and free in your dealings with people. Your ways of responding to what they are doing to you… are so honest, that you will be improving and clearing your mind, improving and clearing their minds, and improving and clearing the minds of those around you who see how you are dealing with tricky situations.

It doesn’t go away. You can’t just wish people to go away, for bad situations to go away. Since you have to deal with it in some way, why not accept that it’s happening… but instead of being trapped into dealing with whatever topic they are forcing on you, deal with what they are doing to you. Make it real, say it out loud, deal with that part of the situation. Doing so will actually take you, and often them, to a whole new place of clarity, knowledge, sincerity, growth.

ONCE THIS TOOL SINKS INTO YOU, THE HOOK NEVER WILL
It takes awhile for this one to sink in. Once this mind-tool sinks in to you, the hook never again will be allowed to ‘set’ into your cheek. The moment a hook appears you’ll be aware of it, you’ll avoid it where you can, and when you can’t avoid it, at least now you’ll know how to spit it out. Literally make yourself spit the hook, when you feel your mind is trapped and you’re wriggling. Back up out of the topic, let it become unimportant, and respond to what is really happening.

You’ll get better at it. Sometime when you’re hooked, you’ll start to recognize that you’re hooked, just like I’ve described in some of my stories here. You might not figure out, or have the courage, to spit the hook right away, to back out and look at what is really happening and deal with that appropriately… but simply knowing your mind is hooked, is the first step. The rest will follow. Become aware of the hook. Later, the spitting will all be done naturally by you, you’ll get so good at it.

SPIT THE HOOK

Pioneer Homestead
Each display in the museum is built to transport you to that time and place. Even an old pioneer homestead gets the complete treatment with cabin and tools, wagons, fence, mud, snowy hills, horse and chickens.

2 thoughts on “Spit The Hook

  • i got lost a little while into this but just wanted to say yes, i typed “help me ” into a search engine and found this, and it wasnt about selling a book and wasn’t religious propaganda so thank you fellow soul

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