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MattParticipant
Sage,
I’m sorry for your continued suffering, and can understand how deep the feeling of stuckness can become. We become used to our misery, and so cling to it, wear it like a badge of honor… like a home we learn to carry with us. Perhaps when we were young, we had a difficult time being heard, seen… so we had to shout, be loud, be dramatic.
However, because of this, our mind gets used to working in extremes. We flop from best to worst, high to low. We eat a cookie, for instance, and its the best. cookie. ever. Then we smell a fart, and it’s the worst. smell. ever. To heal from this, wake up from this, we have to learn temperance.
For instance, you’re twenty six, and paint yourself as practically 30. You feel some aimlessness and paint it like “all my dreams are gone, I am broken and alone and helpless.” That drama fills up all the space that could otherwise be used to produce a path you enjoy. Said differently, its not surprising that you feel your passion is low, look at how much of it gets used by your merciless self flogging!
As far as the other questions, the suggestions I made in the other thread remain my best guess at a happy Sage future. Happy hunting!
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantJo,
It sounds like the soft heart of compassion is blossoming inside, which is wonderful. Consider that when we see other people suffering, of course we wish to help. However, we also have some diligence to protect our soft heart. Said differently, the warm considerations in your heart are like tender shoots of growth. With time they grow deeper, stronger. For now, it’s enough that you see. Do your best to do no harm, and be patient with yourself and them. Suffering and ego struggle has been around for thousands of years, the world can wait a few months while your warm glow grows strong.
In the meantime, consider taking an approach that is open. The usual example is “answer questions if asked, otherwise don’t meddle”. It is very usual for a newly growing heart to go out and “beat people up with truth” because of how enthusiastic and full of hope we become. “Just grow, damn you, can’t you see how much more difficult you make it?” That gets tempered with time, as the shoots grow into thick roots. Much like a girl might make additional messes as she helps her mom clean up, our desire to change others (even for their benefit) often makes it more difficult for them.
That’s why when we’re beginning, we simply answer questions. Instead of worrying whether or not they feel seen, simply be joyous, alert. Let them see your smile, your heart. They might see you have something, and be more likely to approach you with “what do you do to be so full of light? What do you see?” Then you can let them know they’re seen, and the heart aims with simplicity, such as simply knowing what you want to say, saying it. Like breathing in and out, the warmth and light flows though us.
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantMatt,
Meditative visions are pretty common, especially in the zone between awake and asleep. Much like we don’t need to chase down thoughts, we don’t need to figure out what visions mean. Energetically, consider them more like breathing. As energy pours through the third eye, many things come in. The goal though isn’t to “see the future” or “see the hidden symbology”, rather, it’s to see.
From a different angle, imagine the breath. When we breathe in, we don’t hold the breath and try to get all of the oxygen, we just pull it in and cycle it out. The transfer happens automatically, we don’t have to grasp or cling. The same is with visions. As they arrive, greet them with a smile, and as they leave, greet them with a smile. Grabbing at them, trying to find meaning in them, validating our spiritual development from them (or other moments of synchronization, such as the elevator and such), then we actually create that seran wrap across our view. We try to look for the meaning, prove our meaning, and in other ways get so busy thinking about where to look that we ignore where we are.
Consider perhaps trying some metta meditation. When we do metta, the mind clears and becomes smooth. Then we can aim our vision at a worthy goal, so instead of waiting for some hope or a symbol to guide us, our vision becomes the light of the hope and guidance we seek. Said differently, perhaps as you learn to nourish your third eye a little more tenderly, the seran wrap will melt and your creativity will be more “in the moment” instead of “late to the party”. Consider “Sharon Salzburg guided metta meditation” on YouTube if interested.
I don’t mean to denounce the meaning behind the visions, there is sometimes something there worth seeing, some tie into something. I don’t see that, though. As my teacher told me, “the important meaning is that you’re open, not the actual visions. Keep practicing. ” 🙂
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantHayley,
I’m sorry for your suffering, and can understand how hopeless things can appear at times. Don’t despair, dear sister, there is always a path to joy. Consider grace only happens when we are open enough to receive it. I hear how concrete all your dreams are, how sure you are of who you are and what you want, and wonder if there is any room in the cup. Said differently, our dreams grow alongside us, adapting to the situations we’re in. Fulfillment doesn’t come from specific events happening, but from our acceptance and willingness to dance with what we have. This is when we can allow our dream to grow around us, rather than seeing consistent proof that our dreams aren’t possible.
This becomes a game of patience and gentle tending, as we learn to let go of our old dreams, in favor of growing a new dream. The parts of the old dream that are still important to us, we look to satisfy in a different way, look at the need inside us, and patiently let it grow. Said differently, if old plans fell through, its time to come up with a new plan. That other plan can’t happen, so you say, so why torture yourself by clinging to it? You really think there’s only one single space for you? Only one destination that brings you joy? It’s actually sort of true, but the destination is internal, the “oh, only in Hawaii would my heart find contentment” or “with this kind of job/man/portfolio I would be happy” is garbage, untrue. Joy is something we carry with us.
That being said, the feeling of dissatisfaction here and now is powerful, a mountain. That’s actually awesome. Consider that you have a huge backpack of stones, a mountain of debt and conditions that keep you feeling crushed. Why is that awesome? Because you’re very strong to be carrying such a load. Consider that for every big, compressed nugget you communicated, you did so with power and alertness. “Look, these pieces” pulling no punches, hiding very little of your stink. So right now, all that strength is being put to use carrying the backpack, the mountain. As you learn to settle the stones and be done with them, all that strength is reclaimed, like taking off the training weights from your ankles.
Now, the tough part. Why did the dreams crumble? Usually fear comes up, and moves us toward selfishness. Said differently, the more selfish the dream, the less likely it will come true. Nature doesn’t move toward islands, rather it moves toward harmony. So, if we want our dreams to come true, our best bet is to try to find a path of mutually meeting desires. Good for them, good for us. I say this with no judgment for you, dear sister, such dreams happen to all of us before we find our co-creative one.
Coming from a different angle, consider that when we go through a difficult time, our light dims. Where we once believed in ourself, felt like dancing, and danced, now we feel lost, broken, aimless. What once seemed like a puzzle now appears an endless maze. Before we try to sort out the pieces, we do better to rekindle the light and clear a little space. This is done through self nurturing. Consider spending time alone, in a quiet space, and let your body unwind. You have far more strength than you believe, I can see it clearly in just how much you carry. Yes, it’s heavy, but dear daughter, as you settle those stones, one by one, all that passion turns back into light, strength applied to your momentum instead of carrying the load.
And don’t worry, finding “warmth” and “space” to unpack those stones isn’t something you have to do alone. The journey to wellness often blossoms with many teachers, hands reaching back. It’s OK to need help, and you’re strong enough to ask for help, which means you practically win already. Plus, your resonance with service to others… such a naturally loving woman has a heart that is easy to rekindle. The best way I know of for this is metta meditation.
Consider that when we spend time staring at our baggage, we get sucked into it, ruminate, spin. This uses up our precious strength, and closes the space. When we spend time cultivating happiness, we open up that space, and the mind becomes smooth and peaceful. Then, those “dark, miserable hinderances” burst with the information we need to settle them. Said differently, when we get in the good habit of wishing for the happiness for ourselves and others, we rekindle that inner light, and become buoyant, resilient, adaptive. We hold the dream alive inside us, rather than despair it’s not around us. This gives us a freshness that lets curiosity meet our challenges with calm innovation. “Hmm, hehe, ok, so what’s here getting in the way” rather than “Sigh, more proof that life is a shithole of misery.” Consider “Sharon Salzburg guided metta meditation” on YouTube if interested. It’s about the best thing a person can do for themselves, as it provides a stable foundation for everything else. As one teacher put it “If million people practiced metta, there would be a million peaceful people, happy people, people with concentration.
Finally, I know how difficult it can be to be patient with our pain and darkness. We feel so alone, helpless, weak. You’re not alone in that space, dear sister. The lucky ones go through the dark night in one way or another, meet crisis. The light is just a few steps ahead, and with all that strength… you’ll have to let go of the old dreams for ones far more beautiful, as you discover just how bright a star you really are. Said differently, consider how much pain you experience from your mind and environment bashing into your tender heart. That’s your strength, turned in the wrong direction. As you self nurture some more (30 minutes of metta practice a day even for a week) that strength turns in a better direction, and will help you grow a new dream. With luck, of course!
Namaste, dear sister, the Buddha in me to the Buddha in you.
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantPhoenix,
I’m empthetic to your struggles, and can understand why sometimes we feel stuck, especially in the chatoic world of romance. On one hand, exs still make our pulse race, as memories of connection and warmth come up. We feel that love, wanting to embrace them, be close with them. Then, we begin to remember why we broke up in the first place, or remember that he has a girlfriend, and all the baggage of that. Whew! But that love is there, so what the heck! A few things came to heart as I read your words.
Consider that we sometimes think the other one, the partner is the source of that love. Like “he has my love, that’s just how it is”. Really though, your love is a gift you continue to give him. You do it automatically, seeing his smile, remembering his smells, his dance… and just surrender that gift to him. But the love has always been yours, glowing within, he helped inspire it perhaps with sweet songs and sights, but it’s always been your own light and love.
And, as happens far too often, he doesn’t know what he wants. Sex with you, while surely flattering, also means he cheats. But it was with you, so does that count? That’s between you and your heart, just be cautious if you want to keep exploring him. Either he doesn’t know what he wants, and is fumbling around betrayal and options (fairly common with guys) or he thinks more with his little head than his heart, and as they say “once a cheater…”. I usually see the former, but that’s between you and what you see. He may be worth waiting for, if, if, if. A lot of eggs going in that potential!
If you do wish to set him aside, move on, look for a different dance partner… then it’s time to take his pictures down off the walls, put them in a box, and toss it in long term storage. Any empty spots on the walls or dressers, put some flowers, some other parts of nature you find beautiful. Internally, we do this through self nurturing. We accept there are some holes in our heart, from removing the romantic dream with him, and fill them with beauty, space, reminders of our own light. Sometimes we can feel like pampering ourselves is self indulgent, as though we should just suck it up and get back to work. However, when we let go, be kind to ourselves, just relax and play… we regroup and refuel. When settling matters of the heart, the grief can be heavy, so extra nurturing is often needed.
Namaste, sister, may you find your love in hand.
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantJess,
Consider supplementing your breath meditation with a metta practice. Much like breath meditation helps us make space in the mind to observe thoughts, metta practice helps cultivate positive emotionality that creates emotional spaciousness. Consider that when a thought or experience arises that sings to you of anxiousness, your body has a reaction. Chemicals in the brain release, and a woosh of emotion comes up.
When we can smile at that emotion, then it settles quickly. Just an emotion, no biggie. We have space in the mind to let thoughts settle, space in the body to let emotions settle. Peaceful endurance, and the wind blows the clouds away.
After the emotion settles, we can look deeper at the trigger, and offer compassion, warm space. Instead of trying to stop the emotion (suppression), or chase down a trigger to try to dismantle it (avoidance), we can just let the information pour through (calm abding). The long term goal is to let them settle, of course, painful emotions are painful. But we can accept that emotions and thoughts move through the body consistently, so good thoughts, good feelings, bad thoughts, bad feelings come up and go, wind sometimes blowing in clouds, sometimes blowing them away. And there is Jess, walking and breathing.
From another direction, consider that sometimes when we spend too much time in our head, the body becomes restless. Its a good time to get a little grounded, spend more time in nature, give physical space to the body, spend time helping others, and so forth. We can let go of the obsession with ourselves, and simply keep our toes moving along the path. Sort of like stubbing our toe… hurts like crazy, but we can laugh that we didnt see the couch there and just hobble for a few minutes while we get on with what we were doing. If that “doing” involves being kind and helpful to yourself or others, even better. Then the toe pain seems small, impermanent, a natural result of misaiming the foot. But even so, its only a stubbed toe, so no need to obsess. When our mind remains undistracted in this way, we have more available resources to watch where we put our feet. If we start digging inside for whatever caused the stubbed toe, we might very well miss the chair, and stub it again. Hehe,
what a journey!With warmth,
MattMattParticipantJasmine,
Thanks for the poke, received as intended and welcomed.
Sage,
I’m sorry for your suffering, dear friend, and understand how dark things can look when we feel broken-spirited. Don’t despair, there is always a path to joy. Consider that you failed. So what? You failed, you failed. It happens, to all of us. Its time to dust yourself off, stand up, and take a look around. Consider that in “your failure”, there is a ton of information about what you like and don’t like, which is where you’ll find out how to aim, onward. Letting go, getting up, trying again a little more skillfully, with better self knowing.
But before all that information becomes available, you have to grieve it, accept the past is gone and you made some miscalculations. We all chase after dreams that crumble, you’re not alone in that. But still, it was a lot of investment, and so the painful feelings are also normal, usual, and expected. Not “broken sage”, just “stressed sage”. If I could just hug the stress out of you, I would, but we all have to cry our own tears. A failed path hurts, but over time we let it go, heal, and thankfully, learn.
When we get fed up with the stress, that’s actually good. It means we’ll light a fire under our ass and get to work. “This sucks, so, ok, what do i do!” The funny thing is, the work we usually need desperately in these moments is nurturing. Our light has grown dim from our struggles, and things look dark, shadowy. The shadows even seem real, but they’re just shadows. Said differently, when we get over stressed, hope and warmth burn low. So busy trying to escape, find a path, climb a mountain… that we forget to breathe, come home, relax. We have to be kind and patient with ourselves. Let ourselves grow, open the space. Perhaps take more baths, or put some soft music on your headphones and lay back, breathe, let go. As we unwind from the stress, the light rekindles.
My favorite of these is metta meditation, and in your specific case, it might really help you rekindle that glow. Consider that it takes a special being to become a massage therapist. A dream of bringing comfort, helping unwind knots, being kind to others… in various shades. Perhaps over time that dream became lost by the circumstances, the “reason” you were doing what you were doing became lost. Said differently, you sound like you’re going through burnout. Like an engine with no fuel, a heart sputters and dims and the space around us collapses. Metta helps open that space back up. Its the energy of loving, kind friendship that glows in our chest area. When we spend time thinking happy thoughts, imagining loving feelings pouring out of our bodies, we become brighter, peaceful, smooth. From there, we can do breath meditation, to grow our roots, or sit with a puzzle, and see it from multiple sides.
For instance, we can pull apart your “failure” into its pieces, and learn a lot about Sage. What happened? What went wrong? What felt crushing to your spirit? What was bugging you about it? What did you like? What sparkled? What drew you to that in the first place? When did the playful kid’s backpack get too heavy?
As you can see those, accept those (and others like it… or whatever questions you have, if any of those miss), we find some stability and just sort of see the puzzle. OK. Hmmm. So what’s here?
Consider “Sharon Salzburg guided metta meditation” on YouTube, if interested. Its about 30 minutes, and once a day may provide a ton of relief. Rekindle that inner glow, and the rest becomes a lot simpler. The unknown met with heart instead of fear.
Namaste, sage Sage, may your path blossom with light.
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantGavin,
Namaste, I hear your view, and will do my best. Consider that perhaps you’ve fallen into spiritual materialism, or the wrong view that places happiness as the goal. Where others turn to trinkets or toys or sense pleasures, perhaps you turn toward the cushion. Fill up with some happy juice internally, then try to figure out how to connect, what to say, what to do and so forth. This is worth untangling, and connects with the romance question.
In the loving moments, perhaps when you see couples out there dancing, you have no expectations or fears. So, resting, peaceful, you empathize compassionately. There is plenty of space, your pallet is fresh, so it remains vibrant, beautiful. When you’re three inches from kissing a person, there is fear, uncertainty, or attachments to previous failed romances. Those slide in between you and your exeriences and there is an instinctive “pulling back”, like when the eyes constrict to protect from too much light. The result is it “looks pale” or “tastelessness”.
Back to the spiritual materialism… consider that wanting to be happy, finding happiness is actually a byproduct of a much more important, relevant practice. When we practice happiness cultivation, the intention is to increase the spaciousness of mind, through concentration. This is what let’s us part through the chaos with inner stability, trust. This upgrades happiness (transient, fading) into joyousness (peaceful buoyancy alongside emotions) as we can accept that emotions come and fade, illusion comes and fades, and here we remain, breathing, perceiving, content, stable. Said differently, materialistic happiness (spiritual or otherwise) always fades with the sunset. Genuine joy is the warmth that remains inside us whether the mind is silent and open, or noisy and compressed. As we move from happiness cultivation into joy cultivation, space cultivation, those fears and old attachments blossom without all the mental rumination. Perhaps the first kiss is scary, but that fear meets the space and settles, but the kiss feels awkward, which also meets the space. The second kiss is less scary, meets even more space, and is gone. The third kiss sparkles more, fourth kiss and we get in the groove… etc. Whatever dissonance arises in the first kisses meet the space, and we adapt simply, peacefully.
Happiness in this “dharmic glide” is a byproduct, certainly helps, but when sorrow arises, it doesn’t slide into rumination and afflictive emotional cycles because of the space, which doesn’t usually grow alongside the “sparkle hopping” in materialistic intentions… we’re too busy looking for more jewels or avoiding stuff that threatens the ones we have. Wisdom, fancy cars, philosophic rhetoric, big houses… we grab, cling, defend, seek. Where’s the love?
Love is another byproduct of the space. Said differently, love naturally arises inside us when we co-resonate with our environment. When we’re not distracted by ourselves, when the space is open and we rest, waiting, patient… we take in our surroundings, see the stories around us, and empathize, feel compassion. Some describe compassion as “co-suffering” or that co-resonance that we feel when we let ourselves attend what’s around us. Placing the past and the future aside, to bring our concentration to the moment. And then, we’re free. We can get up, look around at what’s there and make some choices. The better we get at making choices (consider, aim for compassion as a general rule of thumb), the less clouds roll in. Space in, space out as it were.
Finally, creating a scale of enlightenment is part silly, part dumb. Consider that there is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path. For instance, I know many Christians that wouldn’t know impermanence or describe the eight fold path, but their beliefs guide them toward loving like Jesus, which is very compassionate, sacred. In terms of the helpful and kind actions that get visited upon the downtrodden, christian churches are right there, offering help to those in need. In some ways, their path to love is simpler. For those of us who peer behind the curtain… we have to find a path of balance that makes more sense than some ancient stories and fables. Both paths are full of bumbling and stumbling, as you, me, they, we look outside and inside and upside and whichways for love. The lucky ones wake up, look around, stop feeling like they’ve been grown, and start tending the garden. 🙂
Whew, sorry if that misaims or dives a little deep, but your mind seems strong, and in need. Namaste, brother, may your space grow outward.
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantGavin,
Sometimes when we find some inner peace, we mistake the relief for joy, and begin to feel as though “that’s all there is”. Much like a being that walks through a forest of brambles finds great comfort sitting down, pulling the thorns and briars from their skin. A great relief. But happiness? Contentment?
From a different angle, consider that meditation and breath is very peaceful, and helps calm the mind. This brings much peace, much expansiveness. Much like erasing all the old lines from the canvas, a fresh, clean slate. However, its false to think “happiness is a clean slate, a blank canvas”. Happiness arises from skillful painting, from acting skillfully. Breathing is part of that, right concentration an aspect of the path. But what is it you’re doing with the space that you make? What do you see? Materialism? Impermanence? Apathy?
Sometimes when people approach Buddhist philosophy without a teacher, they get a false, conceptual view of emptiness, of impermanence, of suffering. We see a flower blooming, and turn away from its beauty… the mind stepping in and saying “there is no beauty there, the flower an empty thing, meaningless to me.” Mu! False! There is real beauty there, just impermanent. The flower’s qualities are sensual, pleasing, fragrant, radiant. As we let the flower be that for us, dance for us in such a way, it becomes like a shooting star across our view. Yes, beautiful as it arises, and accepted that the bloom will wither when it does, in its own time. But while its there, while we’re here, alive, there is beauty, joy. Settling attachments isn’t about trying to put distance between ourselves and the flower, such as refusing to see the beauty. Rather, its in pulling back, accepting that perceiving such a thing is a wonder, even if only for a single breath before it withers.
The whole “why love a flower that is only going to die” approaches from the wrong end, from the clinging to happiness. Said differently, when we see beauty, we do grieve its passing. In small amounts for small things, such as little bits of silence and melancholy after seeing a radiant sunset. And big amounts for big things, such as the tears and grief of seeing a loved one lost. Don’t be afraid of the grief, afraid that just because the flower withers that its beauty must be avoided to avoid the pain of grief. As you come back to the cushion, over and over, the flower remains beautiful, becomes even moreso, as we respect how momentary its blossom really is. The same is true of romantic love. Yes, its true that lovers grieve when their partners go, from death or disinterest, but those moments of being hand in hand, exploring the cosmos with a friend, partner…are far more beautiful than the grief is painful. The beauty and pain are both impermament, so why fret either? Better to relax, sing, play, dance and weep… and as we return to the cushion, work to abandon the unskillful and grow the skillful. Then, getting up refreshed, dance another few songs. Then sit, settle. Over time, this grows authentic happiness, rooted contentment, unshakable truth. IMHO, of course.
With warmth,
MattMarch 24, 2014 at 10:06 pm in reply to: Im ready to make a stand against depression. Dont know how.. #53502MattParticipantCharles,
I am sorry for your suffering, and know how dark the path can appear at times. Don’t despair, dear brother, there is always a path to joy. Sometimes when we don’t know where to aim, we get stuck in cycles. We find some strength and courage, and our light shines, we begin to find ourselves a little, find our stride. Then, something fizzles, and we begin to crash, avoid, set down, pack away. Then, we sort of hibernate until we get bored enough/pained enough to try again. Whew! A few things came to heart as I read your words.
First, if you’re feeling suicidal, please reach out beyond a message board. There’s a national suicide hotline, and there are some good folks that can help. Sometimes strength is best used to reach out for help, and talking can often do wonders.
However, if those are expressions of hopelessness, like a dread that it will never get better, so why bother… those we can work with, unravel, settle without too much trouble. Said differently, sometimes our difficulties are chemical, biological, and reaching out locally (even CMH if you’re in a country that has those services) might help you find balance. It.might take some time to figure out just what, but keep at it. I have a friend that has bipolar disorder, and it took her a few tries to get the right combination.
That being said, there is a possibility that its from “chaotic mind” or an over abundance of stress. If you shower people with kindness, but don’t take time as the little spoon, receiving tender care, then no wonder it drains, feels heavy. Consider investing your strength in specifically, intentionally, giving to yourself like you would give to her.
When she came home from work, and her body was tense, her muscles sore, heart strained from her daily do… what would you do? Wrap your arms around her? Tell her she’s loved? Make space for her stories? Run a bath for her? Consider that you know how to be kind, but perhaps feel silly or undeserving of that time and attention. Instead, you aim at “the mystery” or go on “the hunt” for a solution to the sewage issue. No need, just open up the space by being kind to yourself in that spirit.
My teacher called this “holding open the back door” or letting the wind just blow through. My favorite self nurturing activity is metta meditation. Metta is the warm, buoyant, friendliness arising in our chest area, and was taught by the Buddha as a method of helping the mind become smooth, develop concentration quickly. This makes it easier to settle, become peaceful, relax, reopen our curiosity. Consider “sharon salzburg guided metta meditation” on YouTube if interested.
Then, of course there is some emotion to process. The metta or other kind and tender actions you aim at yourself will help open up the space, free yourself to make some choices and stick to them. I love the way you gravitate toward kindness, that’s actually pretty awesome. Kind of like tossing kindness out there, hoping it will do something. The problem doesn’t come from sharing kindness, it comes from expectations. We try to give some kindness to receive some in return, to be validated as a kind person, for some result… and if it goes awry, we feel suffering, loss, disappointment. Instead, we can rest in our intention of being kind, like an inner mantra or “open space”. Then, we can just give whatever seems right, and that’s enough.
Said differently, as we self nurture, be kind to ourselves (in loving actions), then our kindness grows without strings. We give to others, but also to ourselves in continuing to grow it. Not just as an antacid for an upset feeling, but proactivly, steadily. Sweeping under the carpet doesn’t make sense, because we come to feel the warmth erode when we do that. Better to sit and breathe, become patient as our emotions settle. Metta is great for that, because it also helps quiet the mind very quickly.
Finally, consider that Buddha taught that we have a fundamental ignorance about how to find balance in our life. We have teacher and parents who did their best (if we’re lucky) but still themselves have their shit, their mistakes, patterns and so on. So we all get pushed out of the nest, and stumble along until we find our heartsong. So be patient, forgive early and often, accept it’ll take some time to grow a new chapter. Even here, if these ideas seem resonant but are difficult to envision, you can just print them out, approach it slow. The path of healing waits for us to be ready, so whatever advice you find, take some time to find out what sings to you, what’s true for you, what works for you.
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantSG,
I’m sorry for your suffering, and can understand how old habits are tough to untangle. Perhaps when you were young, you had to walk on eggshells to stay safe, keep alert, ready for danger. Mistakes were terrible, lead to harm… so we learned to be very, very cautious. But, we were also kids, dumb, bumbling, ignorant, and so couldn’t predict or be perfect. Oops here and there. Then uncle would jump in, ready to swing, but if we could explain him down, talk him into seeing how we were coming from a good place, or whatever it took to keep his hands away, then we could avoid a shitton of pain. And perhaps you got really good at it, but now get stuck in a loop of it, do it automatically, when it doesn’t fit.
Plus, often when we let others take advantage of us, even if they are good people and would never want us to sacrifice, they either don’t know or fall into their own habits of expecting you to do this and that. “Oh, he’ll take care of it.” And sometimes, we want their love and affection enough that we’ll do it, feel resentment, but at least the “status quo” is maintained.
Whew! What a mess! Its actually a lot simpler to untangle than one might think. The main result you’re suffering with seems to be a lack of inner light, self love, the heartsong. Having to dash and dodge perhaps caused you to suppress yourself, keep hidden, keep safe. Now, though, its time to stand up, stretch those wings and get some air beneath your feet, in those lungs. But what to do?
Consider starting a metta meditation practice. Metta is the feeling of warm friendship in the chest, and intentionally growing that warmth helps the mind become smooth and peaceful. Said differently, when we spend time thinking kind things, directing our attention toward happiness for ourselves and others, it goes deep into the subconscious and silences all those old stuck bits very directly, quickly, simply. Consider “Sharon Salzburg guided metta meditation” on YouTube, if interested.
Some of the other bits will naturally erode as you bolster that inner light. Consider for instance, sometimes the kindest thing to do is say no, but if the light is low, we may do the unskillful if we can gain some approval. Which is not really that kind at all!
Namase, dear brother, may you realize your strength.
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantTR,
I love the direction you’re taking with this. Consider that even with all that, cycling from judgment to pride to isolation to shame, being an imposter, and all… you are still 100% deserving of connection. For the rich and poor (both sides) there is extra challenge. Having a lot of social power (money, connections) make pride and “seeing others as below us” very slippery, difficult to settle. For those without much social power (empoverished, isolated) the feeling of shame and “seing others aa above us” is very slippery, difficult to settle.
And the strength of your heart shows when you saw humility as the lack, or part that needs some help. Authentic humility solves that very cycle. Consider spending some time seeing how we are all standing on the shoulders of giants. From the tech we use, science we have, the resources of our elders… all part of the conditions that surround us. So when we cling to the notion of “look at what I did” or see it in that way, we become attached to the results we see instead of remaining content, happy.Keep going!
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantChristy,
I’m sorry it didn’t work out, and applaud your level headedness. Consider that sometimes when we get into relationships, we’re challenged in various ways, which can use up some of our inspiration. Said differently, when we experience the pain of a breakup, it naturally puts a weight on our heart. Then, instead of going out and playing, having a joy of it, we are trying to get back to some place we were, some stable place where the heart was glowing.
However, that place is gone, and we can’t “go back”. Instead, we can let go. Just let go of what you were like, what he was like, and allow yourself to open up to where you are now. For instance, perhaps you drag yourself to spinning classes… trying to be “out there” and trying to “grow yourself” and follow a healthy habit. Whew! What work! Consider back to why you took it in the first place… because its fun? Connecting with others that share a similar desire? Instead of “oh goodness, this feels heavy, but have to do it, want to be fit, want to find some momentum”… consider trying to see around you.
What about them? Your sisters, trying to find the same thing… having fun, feeling good, connecting, keeping each other smiling and growing. What a neat community! When we just relax and play, the growing is a natural result. We don’t have to try to “be healthy”, “keep pushing” and so forth… as we relax into where we are, accept what we feel, then we naturally move toward balance and contentment. You could try sharing compliments, smiles, or hugs… little kindnesses go a long way in growing light, for everyone involved. 🙂
Another common example of this is our meditation practice. When we meditate regularly (any self nurturing activities, really) we feel better, content, happy, refreshed. However, when we think “oh, I need to meditate regularly. I want to be the kind of person that does that, I better keep at it, I want to be healthy”, then momentum drains quickly, feels like a task. If we just let go of that, when we sit down to make a choice, such as watch TV or meditate, meditation just looks more appealing, seems like the better choice, happier.
Finally, consider that when we experience loss, our body goes through waves of emotion. On rainy days, sometimes we just need to cuddle up warmly and be melancholy. If we can breathe through the emotions without too much cycling, its faster to heal, but any type of resting in these times can be highly nurturing to our hearts. Said differently, don’t be afraid, dear sister, its not like the light went out, its just sad, hurt from some experiences. As that heals, the world will sparkle again. Be patient. 🙂
Namaste, may you find your smile.
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantScarlet,
Good luck on your recovery! Have you heard of metta meditation? Metta is a warm feeling of friendship arising in the chest, and helping it grow can really bring a lot of peacefulness to our mind. Consider checking out “Sharon Salzburg guided metta meditation” on YouTube if interested. It can be surprising just how different everything looks when our inner light is burning bright.
With warmth,
MattMattParticipantTR,
I can understand the feeling of awkwardness and not wanting to be “abnormal”. Consider that this whole “normal” idea is perhaps the problem, not your style. With mom and dad being a little cool while you were growing up, it makes sense that warmth would be both highly fascinating and confounding. What is a hug supposed to feel like? How does normal communication come to be? What is this whole intimacy thing? Perhaps, you can see around you, people seem to be doing alright, connecting, enjoying, but that feeling of outsiderness remains like a shadow on the heart.
So, when an inspiration pops into mind (“oh, I could say this”, “oh, talk to him, her”, “oh, a chance to show kindness!” etc) perhaps you shoot it down. It just doesn’t feel safe to do it, take that leap into the unknown. Too many factors.
And the truth is, yep, lots of factors. So what? It reminds me of part of a Dar Williams song. “And I thought that if we met, I would only start confessing,
And they’d know that I was scared, they would know that i was guessing.
But the wall came down, and there they stood before me,
with their bumbling and their mumbling and their calling out, just like me.”There are plenty of people out there who hug with awkwardness at first too. However, its nice to share warmth with others. Physically, emotionally, mentally… just to make space and hold our friend for a moment, let them know they’re loved, seen, felt, known. But, everyone is different, coming from different parents, teachers, cultures, and heroes, so that “hug” space is different too. This gives us all different “accents”, such as using different words for the same idea, differences in expectations, and various fears, but we can relax into our heartfelt intention and simply let ourselves connect, try, jump in. For me, its following the blossoming of inspiration meeting my willingness to dance.
And, stumbling is inevitable. I do it all the time, and feel like a fool plenty of times. 🙂 Words or actions kind of blert out, or in an “ummmm, ok, aaaaaanyways” kind of way. So what? When we find our groove, our tune, and just play… its pretty fun, and full of light. For me, this makes stepping through the awkwardness and vulnerability a simple choice.
For instance, I do my best to give hugs on Tiny Buddha. Sometimes, people hug back. Hooray! Light shared. Sometimes people say “you self righteous bastard” or whatever. So what? I’m doing my best! The dissonance of those moments becomes information, refining, learning. Its a moment of pain, of confusion when I accidently step on toes, or give a hug to someome that punches back… but those melt quickly, are impermanent, and grow wisdom. So why fret?
Namaste, sister, may you find the courage to sing your beautiful song.
With warmth,
Matt -
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