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February 7, 2025 at 1:22 pm #442707
Peter
Participantspell check uggg – Its a positive that were noticing.
February 7, 2025 at 2:58 pm #442712anita
ParticipantDear Peter:
I am looking forward to reading and replying to you Sat morning 🌄
Anita
February 8, 2025 at 11:44 am #442722anita
ParticipantDear Peter:
“I was thinking that we were straying into ‘fix it’ mode, both for our own reasons”- it’s difficult for me to quietly listen and reflect. It is easy for me to jump into “fix it” mode.
If I learn (in real-life and online) to listen attentively without interrupting or jumping in to offer solutions, I may create a safe space for the other person to clarify their own thoughts and feelings. Often, speaking aloud (or typing away) helps people process and make sense of their experiences. Also, when people feel listened to, they are more likely to open up more and share their true thoughts and feelings.
This can lead to more honest and open communication, showing that I respect another person’s perspective and am genuinely interested in understanding their point of view. This way, I can offer more thoughtful and effective solutions if and when the time is right. (easier said than done, of course).
How do you feel about this? Do you think it would be helpful for us to focus more on sharing and understanding each other’s perspectives, rather than trying to fix issues? I’m open to exploring different ways of engaging in our conversations.
“I have noted that you have a method you use to process the information people post and how you move from the head to the heart. Like recognizes like, so I also noted when the head stuff was being thrown up to protect the heart. In essence, we have been mirroring and suspect sometimes triggering protective habits. Its a possessive that were noticing. Maybe we have grown some?”-
– Thank you for noting my method of processing information and moving from the head to the heart. It’s interesting how we mirror each other’s approaches. I think you’re right that recognizing these patterns is a sign of growth.
I’m curious to explore more about how we can continue to support each other in further connecting to the heart space in our conversations.
“A theme within your past few posts was the reminder to treat our selves with kindness, patience, understanding, self-acceptance… I noticed a tendency withing to push the words away… What does Loving one’s Life look like?… Closing eyes… what do I feel when asked to repeat – I love my life? Not anger, not shame, a kind of detachment…”-
– I was not treated with kindness, patience, understanding and acceptance by my mother (she was pretty much a single parent) growing up. In other words, I was not loved. Therefore, I was not given the opportunity to love myself, that is, to treat myself with kindness, patience, etc. I grew up- other than times of relief, mostly in the context of day dreaming- suffering, as well as detached whenever, wherever possible.
Growing up emotionally hurting led to a need to detach.
It is only recently that I felt self-acceptance, self-compassion, etc. It amazes me that I don’t remember feeling these for over half a century.
I had no idea that it’s possible to feel these things. It’s like I never tasted a bbbamm cake because a bbbamm cake does not exist.
“Did Frodo love his life? (I see heroes of the book looking back at me annoyed…)”- Regarding Frodo and those annoyed book heroes, your mention gave me a good chuckle! I am definitely not annoyed with you, and I’m open to not being annoyed with myself. After all, annoyance is not an ingredient in a bbbamm cake!
anita
February 8, 2025 at 11:50 am #442723anita
ParticipantDear Peter: I wanted to add that I remember that you shared that you stay away from the computer on weekends. Therefore, I do not expect you to read and reply to me this Sat or Sun. I hope that you are having a restful weekend!
anita
February 10, 2025 at 7:46 am #442741Peter
ParticipantHi Anita
Feeling under the weather today so will be slow in my response
I’d be interested in your relationship to the word Love.
February 10, 2025 at 12:46 pm #442751anita
ParticipantDear Peter:
I’m sorry to read you’re not feeling well today. Take your time with your responses— no rush.
My relationship to the word Love has been one of suspicion and distrust. I have had great difficulty saying the word in the language I grew up with ever since I remember myself. So much so, that I hardly ever said it, and when I did, it felt acutely uncomfortable each and every time (with one exception, if I remember correctly, and that was that one time when I happened to ingest some heavy-duty narcotic many years ago).
Actually, I have the same difficulty saying it in English as well- to people from my country of origin.
I remember my mother expressing affection toward me at times. I remember in my 20s riding in a taxy with her on the way to the airport where I was to fly to the U.S. while she stayed behind. She took my hand in hers and caressed my hand. This was one of the most acutely uncomfortable experiences in my life, and very memorable. I was crawling out of my skin the whole time, trying to remove myself from her touch. I didn’t want to be rude, so I remained unmoved, but my insides were moving away from her big time.
I always wanted to be away from her, ever since I remember myself.
I associated Love (the word and the concept) with her, and so, Love and Hurt were one and the same, deeply intertwined and indistinguishable. Love was given this definition by the one abusing me: “To Love you is to Hurt You”. Later in my life, when as an adult, I truly loved a child I happened to spend a lot time with, I was afraid to hurt him. Love and Hurt deeply intertwined in my mind.
Love without hurt is like the bbbamm cake, a cake that doesn’t exist. Didn’t exist.
I became detached emotionally as a defense mechanism, creating distance between me and others so to protect myself against Hurt-Love. I approached people and relationships with caution, alert to real, and often only imagined signs of manipulation and dishonesty.
The other day, a person I know expressed appreciation and affection for me (not physically). It was precious on one hand, uniquely felt, but on the other hand, I anxiously wondered when that appreciation and affection will turn into condemnation and hate.
My relationship to the word Love was the same as my relationship to the word Hate: stay away from it! Don’t trust it and don’t give in to feeling it for another because it will harm them!
Take care and rest up, Peter. Looking forward to continuing our conversation when you’re feeling better.
anita
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