October 09th 2009 Posted in
Arthur
I am learning to be more aware of how I am feeling – literally paying attention to my body. This has been really helpful because my mind – always active, reasonably capable – can pretty much analyze/rationalize anything. Unfortunately, this sometimes prevents me from really feeling or dealing with significant things. Instead of sitting in their reality, I objectify, quantify, and file away. This keeps me distant from my problems, and my own heart at times.
By paying more attention to how I am FEELING when I am stressed, sad, etc., and NOT immediately trying to figure it out, I can connect better with what is going on in me. Example: I’m anxious… Instead of asking myself “why am I anxious” (because I come up with too-easy answers), I ask, “what’s going on in me as I feel anxious”. Maybe I feel lightheaded. So then I can think about another time(s) I felt the same way. In many cases, the way I am feeling/responding NOW is repeating a pattern from some unresolved past thing.
This may sound pretty psychoanalytical, but it is helping me a lot. It is helping me because just understanding what I want to change in me doesn’t produce change. So, I am trying something different, something that connects me more to whole self. I guess the best way I can explain it is that I am using my body/senses to connect me to past hurts rather than my brain, because my brain has interpreted things in ways that protect me, but also keep me from pain.
And so, if you are still reading, the example from today that triggered me writing this post. I needed to make a phone call. I didn’t want to make this phone call. So I paused to ask myself what was going on, I was feeling ashamed, embarrassed – pulse speeding up, chest tightening.In lingering in that feeling, I realized that I felt like I was reporting to someone that I thought would be disappointed in what I had to say, that I was going to be in trouble. This reminded me of a work situation where I had to give lots of accounts of my time & responsibilities. Though I thought I was doing a good job, it was communicated that it was not enough/good enough, and eventually I dreaded giving these reports.
But then I realized it goes back further, to a time when my dad came over (my parents were divorced and we lived with my mom) and talk to my brother and I when we were in trouble. Basically, we had caused some damage on accident, and my dad was called in to give us “the talk.” He was never around, never communicated care or interest, but he comes to talk to us when we were in trouble! From then, I learned that when people are asking for an account of something that has gone wrong or not as well as hoped for, I am in trouble, that it is my fault. Oh, this makes me so anxious. I get particularly bothered when I perceive these people ONLY check in when there is a problem (which is a commonly-accepted leadership style).
What often happens as a result is that I then feel the need to cover my butt as I explain the situation. Not lie, but make sure you understand what I was and wasn’t responsible for, what I did/didn’t do, etc. I don’t believe you care for me, so I have to protect myself. Honestly, I don’t generally mind owning up to my mistakes. But if it WASN’T my fault, I will make darn sure (tactfully, diligently, of course) that you understand that. Because when my dad came to talk to us, I got in trouble and it wasn’t my fault and no one believed me and I don’t want that to happen again.
In finding this deeply embedded hurt, I can stop believing the lie. I can change. I can act differently. I don’t have to justify or feel like I must convince you of the truth that you might not see because you are uninvolved or don’t care. I don’t have to assume I am in trouble unless I can show you otherwise. I can let the situation speak for itself. I can trust God to defend me instead of myself. I am sure that it won’t go well all the time. But I’m going to believe for the best.