Author: bjukuri

  • Be where your feet are!

    I am not sure if the FALC would consider themselves "Fundamentalist" but the article below certainly helps explain a lot of what I have experienced.  It explains how anyone outside of their religion is wrong.  Period. 

    http://www.rawstory.com/2016/11/the-dark-rigidity-of-fundamentalist-rural-america-a-view-from-the-inside/

    Here is a paragraph that explains so much.

    "Religious fundamentalism is what has shaped most of their belief systems. Systems built on a fundamentalist framework are not conducive to introspection, questioning, learning, change. When you have a belief system that is built on fundamentalism, it isn’t open to outside criticism, especially by anyone not a member of your tribe and in a position of power. The problem isn’t “coastal elites don’t understand rural Americans.” The problem is rural America doesn’t understand itself and will NEVER listen to anyone outside their bubble. It doesn’t matter how “understanding” you are, how well you listen, what language you use…if you are viewed as an outsider, your views are automatically discounted. I’ve had hundreds of discussions with rural white Americans and whenever I present them any information that contradicts their entrenched beliefs, no matter how sound, how unquestionable, how obvious, they WILL NOT even entertain the possibility it might be true. Their refusal is a result of the nature of their fundamentalist belief system and the fact I’m the enemy because I’m an educated liberal."

    Trying to get this belief system to hear the outside IS near impossible.  

    While this article may seem a bit "out there" it is completely true in my experience.  The bubble they live in is not conducive to any other perspective etc.

    This writing has affirmed my journey in trying to shed some light on the topic of abuse within the church.  Me, speaking from the outside is immediately doubted.  Not because of what I say, but because of their belief system.  I knew this…and yet have not been able to articulate it as well as this article.  I know it is about politics; but it can be about anything.

    Their minds are not open to anything outside of their circle.

    In one of my latest exchanges on Facebook, my speaking of abuse and those IN the church speaking of abuse are heard completely different.

    My frustrations on this two-sided view point, where I am seen as the devil and the one who wants to take down the church….and the other as kind and wiser, is now more clearly explained.

    I don't know how the church, within its belief system, will be able to Heal victims of abuse and/or get the abusers to turn themselves in. (which was suggested from the pulpit)

    The article suggested  a changing of minds can only happen when it becomes personal.

    Someone else had suggested this to me. That change wasn't going to come from the outside; that it had to start inside of the church.  After this article, I would have to agree.

    The writings on this blog have been for me to understand me; mostly by seeing them, which was where I came from.

    It is so very hard to explain and see clearly the closed mind.  It is a rock wall of insanity; with no cracks to let the light in.

    The beliefs are not founded or based in reality.

    Which makes it harder to argue against.

    You are not matching wits, you are talking to a deaf wall of righteous beliefs – beliefs in a system without checks and balances or even facts or equality or humanity.

    How can you relate or appeal to their senses; when the System cloaks them completely.

    I am the problem.

    Not their closed mind.

    Not their system.

    It is easier to see me as being wrong than their system.

    For they have built their lives, raised their children and passed on the poisonous mind to each new generation.

    What would happen IF they found out they were wrong?

    How much of their world would they lose?

    Would they too, find themselves standing alone outside of their family?

    I may be alone.

    I may be seen as mental.

    Yet I am forever grateful that somehow I fell out of that fundamentalist mind.

    The difference of living in the system of fundamentalist and outside is polar opposites.

    Like breathing or not breathing.

    Love or indifference.

    Freedom and imprisonment.

    Those imprisoned in the system can't even blame their jailers, for it is their own mind.

    The real war will happen in their minds.

    I literally had to write it out on paper how the mind was seeing reality compared to how reality was. 

    I couldn't trust my mind.

    It had been created within the fundamentalist system.  In order to get out of it completely, I had to keep writing and seeing it on paper.

    This may make complete nonsense to many. But, it was to unravel your sense of the world while being that mental mind.

    I have often sat in awe of the journey out of there.

    To awaken to the fact that I had based my life upon a world that didn't exist…a me that wasn't real and it was from there I had to reclaim me.

    Find me.

    It was to wake up in a world that was completely insane and in my case evil.

    The devil and the evils of the world were not 'out there' but in here.

    In my family.

    In the religion.

    In my mind.

    In the bubble of the fundamentalist mind, church and family.

    I have been asking IF I should be trying to go back in to the church and help others in there.  If I am being uncompassionate to concentrate on those who are already out.

    This is another answer from the universe.

    Change will come; when it is personal to them.

    Their journey, will happen like mine did. When you can all of a sudden see, that which you didn't see before.

    What I know for sure, is that the fundamentalist can only see what those in power want them to see; all else is blind to them.

    It will not be IF I can say it correctly or prettier, kinder, with more compassion. It isn't up to me. 

    Something personal or catastrophic will tumble them out.

    I can, without guilt, go and be me.

    Completely free!

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    How difficult it can be, when your feet are not free!

    "Be where your feet are" is freedom to me!  It is more precious because for so many years I didn't live or was aware of where my feet were.  Another quilt that is coming is "LOVE your NoW!"

    Today, "Be where your feet are!"

     

     

     

     

  • Badass Imperfect Ladies!

    When you live your life from the inside out, your feelings are engaged and alive. I most often Feel someones energies, before I See them.  The words are garbled and the intention is clear.

    As they enter my space, I know what energy they carry.

    My feelings light up…and my body responds.

    Immediately.

    Sometimes, my mind will try and convince me that what I feel isn't what I feel.  However, my body isn't a liar.  Its responses are beyond the mind. 

    My mind wants a friend.  My body recognizes the lack of respect.

    My mind wants to be part of a certain group, my body doesn't want to go.

    When I 'went out of my mind' I landed in my body, in my feelings and emotions. 

    Living from the inside ,compared to with the mind and the outside, can be at times, very lonely.

    Often I am standing alone, against many.

    I had read a short article about how woman throughout history, often used their craft or art to express themselves, when they were unable to be heard. When their voices were not included in the conversation, they spoke up in fabric, words, and needlepoint.

    I get this.

    At times, when my voice and my words are not heard, my Art holds the space.  When my emotions have no where to go, creating awaits.

    It is almost like a scream towards the close ears.

    I am depicted and thought of as the evil one. I am the outcast and the estranged.  The mental one.  

    Yet my art does not show this.  

    My energies and joy flows into shapes, colors and design.

    I understand now more than ever, this at a deeper level, why working with my hands in art was so important.

    For the words falling from my mouth landed unheard.

    Folks from my old self circles treat me like a leper.

    Like I am the one with the problem.

    And, perhaps I am.

    The truth sayers are not always welcome or appreciated.

    It is easier to shut me down, unfriend me, turn away, than it is to hear me.

    I love my art more.

    The expression it gives me.

    How it is infused with good energies.

    Like attracts like.

    Those who can't be near me are repelled in their honesty.

    Another great insight was to know that the Universe is on my side.

    I was given the gift to create wonderful strong powerful empowered joyful adventurous inspiring soulful women…and to be friends with those who look like my art.

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    Badass Imperfect Ladies!

     

     

     

  • Free to give.

     

    Being asked to give of my time or money is a very personal exchange.  It is one that I haven't contemplated for a long while.

    There was a point in my life, where I stopped giving completely, for it seemed I didn't know how to do this correctly. If this makes sense.

    My giving emotions or connection was broke. I gave for all the wrong reasons.  I didn't know if I would be able to give with a giving heart.  

    To feel the connection with the receiver so that it was an empowering exchange.

    A equal flow of joy.

    I am not sure I can articulate this correctly.

    For, we are often asked to donate, and most often, we mindlessly give.

    However, I now pay attention to what I give to.

    What am I contributing to?

    What am I adding a part of me with?

    How does it make me feel?

    Does this match with my values or morals?

    Where am I putting me and does it agree with who I am?

    When we give, we are placing a piece of us into the lives of another.

    We are sharing.

    Again it is an exchange.

     

    We often speak of exchanging gifts.

    I have to look up that word.

    "Exchange"

    "an act of giving one thing and receiving another (especially of the same type or value) in return."

    To me, it is when we have a mutual respect and value each other…we are exchanging love and kindness.  However, if one side doesn't feel the same way, it isn't an exchange. It is lopsided. 

    This unevenness or difference in respect is where my giving falls away.

    It is inauthentic to me to give where I am not respected.

    I honor this.

    Funny, when I feel the mutual love and respect, giving flows naturally.  Something within me doesn't bulk or feel uncomfortable.

    There are times when I don't give, that I receive silence.

    Which leaves me puzzled.  Like it wasn't my choice to give; but an expectation.

    I can give when I know that the piece of me I am sharing will be honored and respected.

    There is a phrase among quilters, "Quilt Worthy".

    Meaning will the person see the time and effort it takes to make a quilt and treat it with respect.

    I now see this term spreading to all facets of my life.

    Gift worthy.

    It isn't about whether they are needy; but do our morals, values match.  Is there a personal respect, kindness and love for each other. 

    Am I free to give or not give and it will not color our relationship?

    If you don't not value me, you will not value what I give.

    It will not be an empowering exchange for me…or for you.

    We will then be exchanging a gift that carries disingenuous energies.

    Giving for me isn't about need; but rather an exchange of energies.

    How you see me, does ignite my giving heart…or close it down.

    My self-respect knows when I am free to give.

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  • Asking.

    I see the outcome of the election and can relate that too my own personal upheaval or disruption to my life. 

    When I was clearly defined by my religion and family, I wasn't anchored into a deeper part of Me.  I didn't know who I was, when both of my identifying sources changed…and I was lost.

    Lost, confused, angry, and very scared.

    When after trying to change the outside, I knew that the only one I could have any power with was me.  I wasn't able to sway or convince anyone to see what I saw or to experience what I had.  While I was so adamant about changing their lives, my own life was neglected.

    I wasn't doing me.

    I wasn't with me.

    I wasn't feeling me.

    I wasn't here.

    After losing myself yet again trying to figure them out, I stopped.

    I left them all to fend for themselves; which freed me up to do my own life.

    What I know for sure, is that the things that seem the worst often reveal to us our biggest gifts. 

    I am so completely grateful that I was given the eyes to see the truth, no matter how horrible it was to see.

    For, in doing so, I was able to then change my life completely.

    What I had first blamed on the church and family, actually turned out to be Me.

    I was the cause of all my angst.

    I was the one who was not seeing their truths.

    And, my own.

    I wasn't looking deep enough in my own life, at my own needs, secrets, beliefs, thoughts, prejudices…

    It is so damn easy to ask someone else to change; but try and change your own mind.

    Try and sway your own sense of the world to see a new view.

    What is so disempowering is to try and change other people.

    It completely leaves you powerless.

    What I also think is so telling, is that many hung their hats on someone else being the change they wanted to see in the world.  Yet real lasting change happens at home.  Not only at home; but in your very own life.

    I feel so unaffected by the election.

    Now.

    And, when there are applicable results in my world that will be asking me to respond, I will.

    What I know for certain, is that my peace, love and joy are not held in another's hand.

    I am no longer a codependent upon an outer world to make me feel a certain way.

    The deeper we are rooted in who we are and our understanding of humanity; the more compassionate and at peace we are.

    Upheaval is natural.

    It too has its own feelings. 

    Feel it.

    And find your center in the midst of chaos.

    Ask, what is the chaos showing us?

    What can we learn from this?

    About ourselves.

    What I know, is that throwing words at a mind that is unconvinced only wears you out…and keeps you out of your own life.

    The greatest way we can affect change is to be the change we want to see.

    Do, what you wish they would do.

    My life has prepared me for this.

    To find peace and not be defined by others.

    What I also know, that when I worked so hard to change others, I learned the most about myself.  So, what you think is their lesson, could really be yours.

    What is this here to teach me, is what we should all be asking.

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  • Standing Firm with Pete Rollins…Robcast

     

     

    Above is a podcast that echoes some of what I have been thinking about since the results of our latest presidential election.

    What is interesting about this conversation is it is with a gentleman who was raised in Ireland…so, he understands when a country is divided.

    Very insightful -my calmness was explained as well. 

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  • I Didn’t Know

    When two sides can't find common ground, how do you find a foothold?  

    How can we hold on to our own values and morals when others believe in the opposite?

    When ignorance isn't so much that they don't know; but it feels they ignore the truth?

    I believe, we all have to rub up against things that insult our values, in order to strengthen what we believe and to find out who we truly are.

    I listened to NPR yesterday and a man suggested that the Norwegian countries were mostly the same and they didn't have as much conflict; there is no one different than them.

    In America, we are the melting pot.  We have the opportunity to experience diversity and learn about other traditions. And, yet sometimes we act like we live in Finland…and we are all the same; that we come from the same paths, traditions, and we look exactly alike.  

    I also believe, instead of trying to change their minds, it is important we continue growing as a person.  To expand and stretch our own concepts of humanity.  To look inwardly and see our own prejudices.  Even to learn how others see you. 

    What is their experience of you, shows you the other side.

    Recently, I was given a view of me that I had not seen or even contemplated.

    That I am an "UnSafe" person.

    I was shocked and I reeled from this truth for a day.  

    Me, a woman who speaks out loud, who breaks the silence of abuse, IS unsafe?  

    How?  

    It has always been my intention to empower women. To give them a voice and a choice.  

    My journey for myself has been to find peace, love and joy.  

    To be more spiritually connected to the spirit of me. To align my feelings, my truth with my voice and my actions. To live a life of authenticity.  How, then can I ever be unsafe?

    How am I hurtful?

    As the conversation continued, I understood completely how this is so….for some.

    My outspoken, breaking the silence of abuse voice, is a sign that IF an abused women is seen with me, she is thinking or seeking to be like me.  I am a threat to her abuser.  And, it places her in more danger to be seen talking to the "likes" of me.

    What I hadn't considered was the consequences for the abused.

    For those un-empowered.

    How even those who are planning on rising up, cannot show their rise of revolt.

    At first, I shed tears for the added pain I caused.  

    I then shed tears for me, for my aloneness, even from woman who like me, have experienced abuse.  I make their lives worse, not better.  I cannot be their friend.

    After a few days of sitting in this new truth of me, I came to believe that I am a threat.

    And, a promise.

    A hope on the horizon.

    That it is possible to leave the ashes of abuse and rise.

    I am a sign.

    While I have been treated like a leper, it wasn't all about Me.

    It was more directed at their own personal landscapes; I was shunned in order for them to save face.

    To keep their worlds spinning with the least amount of damage.

    The absence I have felt, the silent voices not joining me, were at times a very heavy burden to carry.  To stand often as one, against the many. 

    I felt I had to be stronger, just to carry being me.

    And, I was drawn to other strong women.

    Individuals who were often black sheep, badasses, misfits and rebels.

    Women whose lives gave them obstacles to rise against. 

    Strong women are not born; we are made by what we overcome.

    I can stand stronger today, knowing that I am not only a threat to the abusers; but the horizon of hope.  

    How you see me, depends upon where you stand.

    I am willing to stand alone.

    Willing to be shunned.

    In order for women to know it is possible.

    To escape the legacy of abuse.

    To find the You, you were born to be!

    I am your very loud and visual cheerleader – cheering you on.

    I will now look upon the silences without judgement.

    For, forgive me, I didn't know.

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  • A Stronger Me

    What we are seeing today in the political world, is just another view of what many of us have experienced in our lives.   What I had thought, previous to the outcome, was not to let it define us.  Or, more importantly, hold the power for your well being.

    To find that place inside of you, that goes beyond what others say and do. 

    And, to be okay.

    Well, more than okay.

    Each of us still are who we were yesterday.

    We will each continue forward on the track of our lives.

    Defining who we are by how we act as a response to life and not the triggers.

    I am still married to a very kind hearted man.  Who will define, and be the role model to my son.

    I am still the controversial woman who stands up for her truth and against abuse…and is a role model for my daughters, that you define your own Self.  It isn't how others treat you; but how you treat yourself.  The truth of your own life matters.

    My life holds extreme amounts of things to be grateful for; its peace, love and joy.

    Time will be the true teacher of the meaning of this election.

    Each of us are asked to continue on sowing our truth, finding our love and being even more accountable for our actions.  

    I will lean harder into being a stronger Me.

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  • Imprint upon humanity!

    Today we Vote.

    Each day we vote.

    We vote on the choices we make and why?

    We vote on evolution or progression….

    We vote to try and stop evolution.

    We vote with our voices or our silences.

    We vote for with the friends we make and those we cast aside.

    We vote with our inner feelings.

    Some in fear and some with awareness.

    We vote awake and we vote while under the spell of ignorance.

    Some votes matter more than others.

    Yet each vote we make defines to ourselves who we are and what we stand for.

    What we see as our future or cling to our past.

    Each of us paddle our own canoes…and the directions we seek.

    Each of our voices matter.

    We are a integral part of humanity.

    We do sway its balance.

    Let your voice align with your inner soul of who you are.

    Vote and add your imprint upon humanity!

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  • Tribal shaming

    There seems to be a disconnect in our minds about the statistics of abuse; that 95% of the crimes are with someone we know and of that percentage, 50% is with a family member. 

    We are not sitting with, and feeling this. The very people who we were raised with…are the most likely to hurt us.  We were born into an abusive circle.

    How can we be objective, when we were born into these circles. They are the only "normal" we know.  

    The patterns were firmly in place when we arrived.

    It is to take what we have always known and dissect its very existence. 

    To not look further than our family of origin…and their friends.

    We will not be treated very kindly when we are looking for suspects at the dinner table.

    What is the hardest hurdle to get over is that your abuser(s) are part of the inner circle.

    It feels like betrayal and you will be treated as IF you have betrayed the family code.

    And you have.

    You are breaking the code of dysfunction.  

     

    Elizabeth Gilbert wrote a long piece on Facebook on April 10,2015  It shows the tribal nature. I believe this helps explain the struggle to heal from family matters.  

    It is long, but very informative and affirming!

    BEWARE OF TRIBAL SHAME!

    Dear Ones –

    OK, my friends — this will be a long post!

    In fact, this will be the longest post I’ve ever written here on Facebook — but I also think that perhaps it’s the most important.

    I want to share with you some revolutionary new ideas I’ve heard recently about emotional health and wellbeing. I came upon all this information just a few months ago, and I can’t stop thinking about it and talking about it with my friends and family.

    This has been some really life-changing stuff for me — some of most life-changing stuff I’ve learned in ages — and I want to tell everyone about it!

    It will take a while to explain this theory, but if you have the time…stay with me, OK?

    I think you may find it’s worth it.

    I recently came upon the work of one Dr. Mario Martinez, who is a clinical neuropsychologist, and the author of a book called THE MIND-BODY CODE, which you can find right here:

    http://amzn.to/1H2JPIf

    (You can also listen to a fascinating interview that Dr. Martinez conducted on the SoundsTrue network with Tami Simon, if you download the INSIGHTS AT THE EDGE podcast. A lot of the information in this post comes from that interview, which you can also find here: http://bit.ly/1FzaBWL)

    Dr. Martinez has spent his life studying the ways that our thoughts and emotions affect our physical health. He is particularly interested in the harmful ways that SHAME affects the mind and body.

    And he is especially focused on the powerful and negative effects that TRIBAL SHAMING can have on the human body, and on our emotional lives.

    What is tribal shaming, you ask?

    OK, here goes:

    Walk with me through this…

    So…we are all born into a certain tribe, right?

    This tribe can be our family, our religion, our neighborhood, our nationality, our culture, etc.

    Tribes are important to human beings — in fact, they are essential. There is arguably nothing more vital to the ongoing existence of the human race than the cohesion and protection of a tribe. Our ancestors endured the fight for survival in the ancient world only because they clung together and shared resources. Even today in the modern world, tribes are still absolutely essential. Tribes keep babies alive and old people safe. Tribes care for the sick and the weak. Tribes provide protection, nourishment and warmth to vulnerable individuals (and we are all vulnerable individuals at some point or another)…but most importantly, tribes provide MEANING.

    Simply put: Our tribe of origin tells us who we are.

    Our tribe tells us what to believe and how to behave.

    Each tribe is governed by its own rules. These rules constitute the honor code that defines every tribe’s essence. No matter what the tribe, these rules are always sacred — and must be sacred — because without those rules, the collective will fall apart, and without the collective, individual people are doomed.

    Oftentimes, tribal rules are LITERALLY sacred. These rules are often composed of strict religious commandments and edicts that must be obeyed rigorously, sometimes on pain of death.

    But even when tribal rules are more subtle than literal commandments, they are still sacred. Every family is tribe, and therefore every family has its own moral and cultural code — its own guidelines that signal: THIS IS HOW WE DO THINGS AROUND HERE.

    Thus, the people who raised you injected you with certain rules, habits, morals, and standards. The rules of your tribe might have been lofty (such as: “IN THIS FAMILY, WE ARE ALL RELIGIOUS FUNDAMENTALISTS”) or the rules might have been lowly (such as: “IN THIS FAMILY, WE ARE ALL ABUSIVE ALCOHOLICS”) or the rules might have been insanely contradictory (such as: “IN THIS FAMILY, WE ARE RELIGIOUS FUNDAMENTALISTS AND WE ARE ABUSIVE ALCOHOLICS”)

    Whatever the situation, though, the rules were definitely the rules, and they were made quite clear to you from the beginning.

    In order to remain safe and accepted within the boundaries of the tribe, you must follow these rules.

    Maybe as you grew up, those rules continued to make sense to you. If so, then you got lucky. Because then your life’s course is clear — all you need to do is obey your familiar tribal rules (and pass those rules down to your offspring) and everything will be safe and clean and simple.

    Or maybe not.

    Maybe as you grew older, you found that your own values and morals and standards and aspirations were completely different than those that had been taught to you by your tribe of origin.

    Maybe you realized that you didn’t WANT to be a religious fundamentalist.

    Maybe you didn't want to be an abusive alcoholic.

    Maybe in your tribe, nobody gets a formal education — but you wanted to go earn a PhD.

    Maybe in your tribe, everyone is expected to get a higher education — but you never liked school, and couldn’t finish.

    Maybe in your tribe, girls are supposed to become mothers at a young age and never to work outside the home — but you wanted to be a childless career woman.

    Maybe in your tribe, everyone is expected to be a farmer — but you wanted to be an artist.

    Maybe in your tribe, everyone is expected to be an artist — but you wanted to go into business.

    Maybe in your tribe you were taught to be suspicious and hateful of strangers —but you wanted to love the world with a more open heart.

    Maybe in your tribe, it’s considered deeply wrong to be gay — but you happen to be gay.

    Maybe in your tribe, you were taught to expect nothing but poverty and oppression and deprivation out of life — but you saw the world differently, and wanted to expand your mind into a field of joyful abundance and prosperity.

    In other words, maybe the rules of your tribe didn’t work for you anymore. Maybe you decided to break your tribal rules, and choose your own path. Maybe you went out and found a new tribe, composed of people who felt more like family to you than your own family did.

    And maybe your tribe of origin was totally OK with that.

    Maybe your tribe celebrated your differences and cheered you on, and said “All we want is for you to be happy!”

    If so, God bless them.

    Because that is rare.

    Chances are, they probably were NOT totally OK with that.

    Because it’s exceedingly rare for a tribe of origin to celebrate the departure of one of its members. They REALLY don’t like it when you break the rules. Remember — those tribal rules are SACRED. Even when the rules are totally dysfunctional and dark and insane, those rules are still sacred. Adherence to those rules determines cohesion, and cohesion determines survival — so nothing less than life itself is at stake here!

    Or, at least that’s how the tribe sees it.

    So….if you dare to leave your tribe of origin — or if you dare to question the rules of your tribe — it is extremely likely that you will be punished.

    Sometimes that punishment can be violent and extreme —like: excommunication, shunning, disowning, physical abuse, or even murder (such as in the dreadful cases of “honor killings” of young girls by their own family members.)

    But oftentime the punishment is more subtle. If you dare to leave the tribe, or if you dare challenge the tribe, the weapon that they are most likely to use against you is SHAME.

    SHAME is the most powerful and degrading tool that a tribe has at its disposal. Shame is the nuclear option. Shame is how they keep you in line. Shame is how they let you know that you have abandoned the collective. Violence may be fast and brutal, but shame is slow…but still brutal. Shame is like a computer chip that the tribe implants into you, in order to be able control you and make you suffer — so that even when you are geographically far away from the tribe, they can still flip that switch and make you feel the agony of guilt over having betrayed them.

    The tribe will shame you by saying things like, “Now that you’re a big fancy city girl, you think you’re better than us, don’t you?”

    Or:

    “Now that you’ve got a college education, you think you’re better than us…”

    “Now that you don’t drink anymore, you think you’re better than us…”

    “Now that you’ve lost all that weight, you think you’re better than us…”

    “Now that you’re happily married, you think you’re better than us…”

    “Now that you have a good job, you think you’re better than us…”

    “Now that you speak French, you think you’re better than us…”

    “Now that you live in California, you think you’re better than us…”

    They will accuse you of being a traitor. They will use words like “abandonment” and “betrayal” and “disloyalty.” They will sometimes say these words as a joke, but you know damn well that they aren’t joking. They will remind you that you weren’t there where Dad died, that you weren’t there when your nephew was born, that you can never be counted on for anything. They will mock you, and then brush it off, saying, “Hey, don’t get so upset — we’re just joking. It’s all in fun.”

    But it isn’t all in fun.

    It’s dead serious, and it’s potentially deadly, because shame makes people sick.

    Shame can literally take years off your life.

    At best, it just makes you terribly, lingeringly sad.

    Your tribe of origin is letting you know in no uncertain terms: “YOU ARE NO LONGER ONE OF US.”

    Those words (spoken or unspoken) are the ultimate tools of tribal shame. Because nothing is more painful to a human than the accusation that you are a traitor. It is terrible to be told YOU ARE NO LONGER ONE OF US. (Remember, we are pack animals; we need the approval of our pack.) It is terrible to be accused of abandonment and betrayal.

    In short — if you dare to leave the tribe, the tribe will shame the living hell out of you, and that shame will hurt you. Shame is a fierce and burning energy. The power of tribal shame is not to be underestimated. Tribal shame is capable of ruining lives, and killing people. Shame corrodes the soul. It also corrodes the mind, and the physical body. Tribal shame will make you sick. It will send you into a spiral of psychic misery and physical infection.

    Dr. Mario Martinez been able to show how tribal shame rots people from within — keeping them in a constant state of inflammation, anxiety, unease, and disease.

    But it gets worse!

    Tribal shaming also sometimes causes people to sabotage their own lives — to abandon their own callings, and to jettison their own true paths, and to forbid themselves to be happy. It is often the case that people simply cannot endure tribal shaming any longer, and so they fail on purpose, in order to be welcomed back into the tribe — in order to “balance things out” again, and in order to become “one of us” once more.

    Because here’s the really crazy thing about a tribe, as Dr. Martinez points out: THEY WILL ALWAYS TAKE YOU BACK IF YOU FAIL. They will always welcome you back home if you are suffering. They won’t love you so much when you are happy and successful, because that’s very threatening to them, as it challenges everything they believe. (If you do well in life on your own terms, at first your tribe may welcome you home as a returning hero, of course, but when they see how different you are from them now, they will not like your success at all — and they will shame you for it.)

    But they will always take you back when you fail.

    They will take you back when you are sick, when you are weak, when you are humbled and broken. They will welcome you back with open arms and sweet loving care, and you will once again be able to feel the warm safety and companionship of the tribe.

    So here’s what people often do — they sabotage themselves, in order to come “home” again.

    We make ourselves sick, weak, humbled and broken, in order to be welcomed home.

    THAT’S how much we long for the approval of the tribe; we will even ruin our own lives in order to achieve it.

    But at what cost?

    (Remember, by the way — it is not only your tribe of origin who is capable of working this dark magic of shame upon you; it can be ANY tribe that you have joined and then dared to leave or to challenge. Friends, neighbors, co-workers, team-members, gang-members, political cronies, church-members, fellow drug addicts, fellow yogis, fellow book club members…any tribe can turn against an individual who dares to step out of line, or who dares to question the rules, or who dares to ascend beyond what is expected or allowed. And the stakes are always the same: Our way or the highway. Conform, or you will be eternally punished.)

    I want you to ask yourself this question, in all honesty — have you ever sabotaged yourself, in order to be welcomed back into the tribe?

    I have done it. I can promise you that — I have done it many times.

    But I wonder if you have done it?

    Did you drop out of school, so you wouldn’t be the only one in your tribe with a higher educaiton?

    Did you commit a crime, so the tribe would embrace you?

    Did you marry someone you didn’t love, so the tribe would accept you as being “normal”?

    Did you start drinking again, or over-eating again, or smoking again, so the tribe would re-embrace you?

    Did you subconsciously conspire to lose all your money, so you wouldn’t appear to be better than anyone in your tribe?

    Did you get fired again, so you wouldn't appear to be better than your tribe?

    Did you plummet back into depression and anxiety, so that you would never be happier than anyone in your tribe?

    Did you hide your true sexuality, so your tribe wouldn’t judge and exclude you?

    Did you pretend to believe in a version of God that you don’t believe in, so the tribe would not shame you or banish you?

    Or did you bravely choose exactly the life you really wanted for yourself…but now you cannot seem to rest easily within it? You built the life you wanted for yourself, but now (even though everything looks good on the outside) you are making yourself miserable, anyhow. Are you walking around feeling eternally guilty, and exhausting yourself working so hard for the benefit of everyone else — just to keep yourself punished and shamed…because somehow your tribe of origin has convinced you that you do not deserve the abundance and happiness that you have fought so hard to earn?

    ENOUGH.

    Enough of all that.

    Enough of the tribal shaming.

    So what are we to do about it?

    What are we to do, to combat the power of tribal shaming, and to feel free to pursue our own true paths in life — and, most of all, to feel free to be a SUCCESS? (And by “success” here, I mean not only a financial success, but an emotional success — a person who is happy and at peace, living as she feels she was MEANT to live…not necessarily how she was TAUGHT to live.)

    Here comes the revolutionary part.

    Dr. Martinez spends a lot of time working with people who have left their tribes of origin, or who have exceeded their tribal expectations, and who appear to have done very well in life, but who are suffering the consequences of “reaching too high” and doing TOO well in life (from their tribal perspective.) His goal is to liberate these people from the prison of shame, so that they can feel contented and easeful about themselves.

    He does an exercise with them that I think is AMAZING, and which you can do at home. I did it. It’s pretty transformative.

    It goes like this:

    Sit quietly in meditation. Allow your mind and your breathing to settle. Then ask yourself this question:

    “Who is the person in the world — living or dead — whom I would most need to abandon, in order to live my own true path with happiness and peace?”

    It’s a heavy question.

    Really think about it.

    The answer may shock you. But allow that person’s name to rise up in you mind. Be 100% honest. Be 100% brave. Ask yourself again: What person in my life (or in my history, living or dead) would be most betrayed, if I were to become a happy, peaceful, successful and prosperous soul?

    Really think about it.

    Got the name?

    Good.

    Now, there is something that you must say aloud to that person. (You don’t say it aloud to the REAL person, of course — because they could never handle it, and they might not even be alive anymore — but you must say these words aloud to the IDEA of this person.) Here are the magic words:

    “I am going to abandon you now. I am going to betray you now.”

    HOLY COW!

    That totally blew my mind when I first heard it!

    Talk about powerful words!!!!

    The reason these words are so powerful and radical is because they are the OPPOSITE of what we have likely spent our lives trying to prove to our tribe of origin. We have likely spent our whole lives trying desperately to prove to that person (or to those people) that we HAVEN’T betrayed them! We are constantly trying to show them that we HAVEN’T abandoned them! We break ourselves in half and exhaust ourselves completely (and maybe even bankrupt ourselves, or give ourselves chronic diseases) trying to prove that WE ARE LOYAL, and that WE ARE STILL PART OF THE TRIBE, and that WE HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG, and that WE HAVEN’T CHANGED AT ALL, and that WE WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU BEHIND, and that WE ARE STILL ONE OF YOU!

    But it doesn’t work, does it?

    Because they never really believe you, do they?

    Deep down inside, you know that they still consider you a traitor, don’t they?

    Because they are letting you know that you're a traitor.

    No matter what you do.

    Because they know (and you secretly know it, too) this truth — you kind of HAVE abandoned them. You HAVE betrayed them. You DID choose a totally different way of life. You HAVE completely changed. (Because you needed to!) You really are no longer one of them. (Because you would have suffocated to death, to remain trapped within that constricting tribal code.) You really HAVE left them behind. (Because that was the only way to become the person that your destiny called you to be.)

    …and that’s all OK.

    This is the radical part: You totally abandoned your tribe of origin, and that’s totally FINE.

    In fact, sometimes it’s absolutely necessary.

    If people never questioned or abandoned their tribes of origin, the world would never evolve. There would be no creativity, no exploration, no courageous leaps of faith, no reforms, no change, no beautiful transformations.

    If you want to create, to explore, to leap, to reform, to transform, then it is necessary sometimes to admit that you have left your tribe of origin behind. You must hear yourself say these powerful words aloud:

    “I AM GOING TO ABANDON YOU NOW. I AM GOING TO BETRAY YOU NOW.”

    Which does not mean that you do not LOVE them. This exercise has nothing to do with love. You can always love them. That love can always remain intact. You can even still care about your tribe, and look after them with acts of generosity — none of that needs to change. This exercise is about a totally different issue from love. This is about breaking the spell of tribal shame. The only way to break that spell (Martinez suggests) is to take complete ownership of your own true path in life, and to admit to the consequences of leaving your tribe’s values behind.

    (Another point: Curiously, after having done this exercise, I felt MORE loving toward those in my tribe who have tried to shame me over the years — because I felt like I understood them better. With that understanding, was easier for me to regard them with a lighter heart.)

    Then comes the next step.

    You must now (in your imagination) become the other person — the person who has been shaming you for years. And you must say to yourself (in the voice of the other person) these powerful words: “I completely understand. I forgive you. All I want is for you to be happy.”

    Of course, it is exceedingly unlikely that the real person could ever say these words to you! To say that would be an abandonment of their own honor code…but you need to say them to yourself. You need to hold both sides of this imagined conversation.

    Practice it with me.

    You: “I’m going to abandon you now. I’m going to betray you now.”

    Your Primary Tribal Shamer (speaking through you): “I understand completely, I forgive you. All I want is for you to be happy.”

    Repeat, repeat, repeat…

    It’s pretty freaking life-changing.

    (I did this exercise myself, and I cannot even tell you how radical it felt, and how much easier I breathed after I said those devastatingly powerful words: I AM GOING TO ABANDON YOU NOW. I AM GOING TO BETRAY YOU NOW. I was also surprised about WHO I needed to say those words TO…and you may be surprised, as well. You may need to do this exercise with a number of people in your life. Just be honest — who would feel most abandoned if you were to become successful? Stop trying to convince them that you aren’t abandoning them. Let them feel abandoned. It’s OK. It’s what needs to happen.)

    Dr. Martinez reports that — after people have done this exercise — their cortisol levels and stress levels drop dramatically, as do their levels of inflammation and disease. Because you are finally free. You’ve been carrying around that tribal shame forever, and finally you have begun to shake it off…

    But, wait — there’s more!

    Then comes the next step.

    You now have to rebuild what Dr. Martinez calls your own “field of honor”.

    You see, tribal shaming works because it attacks your deepest sense of your own honor. Every tribe is governed by its own code of honor, and once you have broken that honor code, the tribe will accuse you (overtly or subtly) of having no honor at all. This accusation is what makes you sick. This is what makes you suffer. Without a code of honor, after all, we are NOTHING — worse than dirt. So you must rebuild your own field of honor, in order to make yourself healthy again.

    How do you do this?

    You must do an accounting of your own life, and make a list of all the times in your life that you have been honorable. Start with earliest childhood — what was the first honorable act of your life? Go from there. Write it all down. Maybe you have not always honored the sacred code of your tribe of origin, but chances are you honored SOMETHING — perhaps your own creative path, or your truest friendships, or your curiosity, or the truth, or your work ethic, or your health, or a loved one, or your cat.

    Write it all down. Focus on the true history of your own honor — for it is all in there. You are truly an honorable person. Honor is within you. You must rebuild that field of honor, because it is your only defense against tribal shaming, which will always seek to destroy your sense of honor in order to make you weak and to bring you back “home”.

    Once you have done that, the last step is this: RIGHTEOUS ANGER.

    Whoa!

    Ready?

    It goes like this:

    You will know that you are standing firmly within your field of honor when your first reaction to attempts at tribal shaming becomes RIGHTEOUS ANGER. You will know that you are on the road to emotional health and recovery when a member of your tribe tries to shame you, and rather than absorb that shame and turn it into sickness and poison…you instead react with RIGHTEOUS ANGER.

    Now, a quick word on anger: It is not healthy, obviously, to spend your life feeling furious, or to be constantly simmering with unspoken resentment. If you are a person like me, who tries to be big-hearted and forgiving, you have probably spent your life battling against anger and trying to eradicate it from your mind. But Dr. Martinez suggests that there is a role in your life for healthy anger, for appropriate anger, for RIGHTEOUS ANGER. Righteous anger is a fast, hot fire that burns up the poison of tribal shaming, and protects your own field of honor. This is the anger that rises up like a dragon and says, “Don’t you DARE try to shame me!”

    This anger is correct and just and fair….and totally necessary for your health.

    You are entitled to it. You must lay claim to it.

    You are a person of honor who does not deserve to be shamed.

    This is the anger that protects you from the wrath of the most judgmental people in your life (even the ones whom you love and adore — ESPECIALLY them!) Righteous anger even protects you from the wrathful judgment of the dead — for it is the case that the dead can still shame you from beyond the grave…or, at least, they will try to.

    So learn to get angry, whenever you experience the toxic wrath of tribal shaming.

    Be righteous about it.

    Strike back.

    Defend yourself — from both the living and the dead.

    When you can do that…that’s when you will know that you are on your true path at last.

    That’s when you will begin to be FREE.

    That’s when you will have a chance at happiness and deep, satisfying health.

    Whew.

    OK, you guys…so that’s my speech today about tribal shaming!

    I don’t know if this information will seem as radical and useful to anyone else as it does to me…but it has totally revolutionized my thinking. Now that I’ve been introduced to this idea of tribal shaming, I see it EVERYWHERE. I see people inflicting tribal shame on each other all the time, and I see people sabotaging their own lives and their own happiness in order to not betray the tribe.

    And then there’s this humbling realization: When I look back at my own life, I see instances in my history where I myself have inflicted tribal shame upon others — and that makes me feel…well…ashamed. I have resolved to be on guard about never doing that again to anyone, and about being very careful not to use the powerful language of betrayal/abandonment/accusation against the people I love…people who may be changing and growing, as they need to.

    Shame is powerful dark magic, and I don’t want to mess with it on either end. I never want to hurt someone like that again. And I never want to be hurt like that again, either.

    For those of you who have stuck around to read this ENTIRE post — thank you!

    This has been incredibly useful information to me, and I hope it will help you all to live a freer and happier life.

    And thank you to Dr. Mario Martinez, for his years of pioneering research on this topic!

    ONWARD, LG

     

    I wanted this saved on my blog.  

    I wanted to share this with so many who have had to leave, set boundaries and have limited exposure to their families of origin.  To show you the dynamics at play as we set out to create a new pattern for ourselves.  

     

  • Move along.

    Every now and again, there is a bubbling up of voices about abuse in the FALC.  It rises with contentious overtones, heated words exchanged, deflected and tossed back…and then grows silent.

    The two sides failing to find a foothold on the other side.

    These mini debates are like voices escaping the silence.

    Daringly brave to take up such a topic.

    What is the purpose?

    Why is its life so short?

    Is this what happens when there is no common ground or a meeting place where both sides ARE interested in change?

    Which sides really wants or needs the change to happen?

    And, what is this change?

     

    I believe, that the reason sexual abuse, physical and emotional abuse are so tough subjects to deal with IS because we are not talking about strangers and people we don't know.

    We are zeroing in on family matters.

    Personal and up close into the core of how the family loves or nurtures itself.

    Add in religion and you are now on ground that people hold very close to themselves.

    They are fighting for the main pillars of who they are.

    Abuse doesn't happen without the consent of family members.

    Either the silence OR the forgiveness of its sin.

    We will do this IN order to save our family.

    To gain love.

    It isn't about whether there is, or is not abuse within the families of the church.

    It is about whether each person wants to know IF abuse is in their family's legacy.

    The heated words are protecting their family.  

    Their love. 

    Who truly wants to find out that within the family unit, there is abuse and people who wound children?

    And, the second part of this equation is are you willing to stand up for abuse IF it means standing against family members?  What are you willing to do in order to stop the rising numbers of abuse within the family trees?

    We can talk about meeting up with authorities and about reporting and support groups; but the bottom line, or ground zero, is you and your family.

    Each person in the discussion has to look at themselves, their feelings, their experiences, and how their own families deal with abusive behaviors.  Be willing to have boundaries and enforce them.

    Here is what I didn't know until I knew.

    That I was unaware of the abuse in my family, until a child spoke up, about my father. Her words matched how my body felt.  Its truth set me free.

    Free to then really look at our family.

    What behavior existed and how was it treated?

    What did the church members who knew… do? 

    Who was I going to model my life after?

    What was I going to do with this information?

    It doesn't even feel like I had a choice.

    Something within me moved away from those who had covered up this truth.

    Something within me moved me to be with the victim(s) and myself.

    Will those in the Facebook exchange have the same experience? 

    Someone said, that the change has to happen from the inside out.

    I agree and disagree.

    My awareness was broken into by a little voice that echoed the fear in my body.

    It was an outside voice that moved me.

    I am hopeful that the voices when they rise, will shake someone out of their denial.

    The awareness I was given, allowed me to see how abuse is protected within families.

    How the church 'forgives' it away.

    In order for me to change, I had to be willing to lose all.  My family, and my faith.

    I couldn't hold either out of reach, as I sorted me out.

    Who is willing to lose their families and faith in order to end abuse?

    This IS why sexual abuse, physical abuse, incest all get handed down from generation to generation, no one wants to leave their families in order to stop it.

    No one wants to look deeply at their parents and how this was created.

    It isn't that we run out of words or ideas.

    We bump up into where we need to look and decide, no not there.

    Just as I said, I have talked to many mothers who want to keep their children safe; but they are unwilling to leave their families and church to do so.  

    I know, that I am seen as the person who wants to wreck families and trash religions.

    I get that.

    However, where is abuse?

    Where does it live and how is it supported?

    Do you not think, that if I could have saved the family, I would have?

    These discussions will naturally die so the dysfunctional family can live.

    What most want more than abuse ending, is a family.

     

    And, even more than a family – a heaven when they die.

    Change cannot happen until the real problem is acknowledge.

    Who will dare look deep into their family and its legacy to see what is really there?

    Easier to tell me to move along…

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