Author: bjukuri

  • “The New Codependency”

    I am reading "The New Codependency" by Melody Beattie.  

    She writes;

    "Years after writing "Codependent No More, I was haunted by the fear that loving myself would make me lazy and self-indulgent.  It took a long time to know that appreciating myself is motivating."

    "It's not what we don't know that hurts us," people say. "It's what we believe is true that isn't that does the damage."

    "There's a difference between loving someone and being trapped in a miserable marriage.  There's a difference between giving to get someone to like us, which leaves us resentful, and giving from heartfelt generosity. There's a difference between enabling someone to drink and nurturing people we love, between narcissism and self-love, and between self-centeredness and staying centered in ourselves."

    "While alcoholism in the family can help create codependency, it isn't essential.  Some people call codependency a disease. But how do we know whether it's a disease or a problem? Does it help to call ourselves sick when we already suffer from low self worth?  The behaviors associated with codependency make perfect sense if we look closely enough. It's understandable that we would confuse control with love when control is all we've known. It makes sense that we think controlling will keep us safe because it did – for awhile. All codependent behavior makes sense if traced back to their origins."

    "The behaviors associated with codependency – from controlling to caretaking – are behaviors that saved our lives when we didn't know what else to do.  In most situations, whether alcoholism was involved or not, codependent behaviors are what anyone might do if he or she had walked for five or ten years in our shoes."

    "It's natural to hurt when we lose a marriage or to go crazy when we discover our daughter smokes crack.  Many codependent behaviors – such as worrying or controlling – are what ordinary people do from time to time. But we get into trouble when these become behaviors we can't stop."

    "Codependency is normal behavior, plus. There are times we do too much, care too much, feel too little, or overly engage. We forget where the other person's responsibilities begin and our responsibilities stop. Or we get busy and have so much to do that we neglect ourselves."

    "Codependents may be smothering, clinging, and needy (they kill us with kindness and try to please us until we can't stand them). On the brighter side, once they work through these issues, they can become outstanding people.  Many use their experiences to become successful entrepreneurs. Studies show that people who grow up in troubled families handle stress significantly better than others, they keep going when people around them who had it easier fold."

    "Some professionals call people with codependency issues, "over achievers," but that's demeaning. "They're super-achievers," one therapist said. That's kinder and more appropriate. Solving problems and possessing endurance (two positive codependent traits) are second nature to people who have already been through so much."

    "When we start taking care of ourselves, the deficits from our pasts transform into assets. Many people with codependency issues are loyal and dedicated. They get the job done. They obsess, but they also persevere. They want to help, and once they learn to help themselves, they usually do. Many become leaders, people who change the world."

    "Codependency is about crossing the lines. How can we tell if what we're doing is codependent? When we cross the line into the Codependent Zone, we've usually go an ulterior motive for what we do, and what we're doing hurts us. It doesn't work. This handbook will help us get back our lives.Then we can choose behaviors that work for us."

    "It's easier to see what other people are doing than it is to see ourselves. That's a human trait and codependent behavior. Because codependent behavior protects us, letting go of them can feel frightening at first. Are you willing to feel uncomfortable for a while?"  Melody

    This book is about crossing the line.

    The line of responsibility.

    It is to give back responsibility, and to free ourselves to live our lives independently and happy and do what we love.

    So far a great affirmation of my journey!

    I also LOVE this line. "It's not what we don't know that hurts us," people say. "It's what we believe is true that isn't that does the damage."

    Believing something to be true that isn't is the cause of much suffering. To believe something that isn't there.  And, then the grieving process of its loss.

    I look forward to more of what she writes.  I listened to this book, but love to have the hard copy in my hand!

     

     

     

  • Problems with Me.

    I was asked if I had made a "Resolutions" this year and I said, "No, I didn't for this year."  And, the reply was, "Everyone has something to improve." To which I responded, "I am okay today…"

    This led me to look up "Resolution".

    "A firm decision to do or not to do something."

    "The act of solving a problem or dispute, or contentious matter."

    So, "New Year's Resolutions are a firm decision to do or not to do something, to solve a problem, dispute or contentious matter." 

    It is the act of solving a problem….again, one that is typically an issue with our self.

    I wondered if we would all be further ahead to work on acceptance?

    What if we didn't see a problem?

    It appears to me that the real dispute is with who we are today and 'wishing' we were something else.  

    Not being pleased with ourselves in this moment of time.

    What if we made a firm decision to see no problems?

    Aren't most of our problems again NOT accepting what is?

    Resolutions are to fix problems…

    Would it not be better, to not see ourselves, (as we are today), as a problem?

    Feeling we are a problem isn't conducive to self-love.

    I looked up "Improvement"

    "The action of improving or being improved…there's still room for improvement"

    "A thing that makes something better or is better than something else."

    How can we be better than we are in this moment of time?

    Again, I see the lack of acceptance to who we are today…of wanting to be different.

    How can I improve who I am right now?

    As I sit here.

    I felt, that IF I were to do the resolution deal, I would make a firm decision to be me…always.

    Me as I am right now.

    Me as I feel now and when that feeling changes, be that.

    Me sitting…sewing, reading, cooking, working.

    Always being with the me doing what the Me is doing and not wishing or hoping I was somewhere else different than where I am.

    And accept being me in this size and not sentencing me to unhappiness UNTIL I am a different size, much smaller than I am.  What if today and this year I accept me as me no matter my size and not call myself a problem…and be happy.

    Isn't it Happy New Year….not problem new year!

    We are a culture that disowns and neglects the reality of our lives and keeps our happiness at bay until we reach another size or until we are fit etc.

    It would be my assumption that happy people would be more inclined to move, enjoy life, do daring things, try new things etc.  

    Unhappy crabby people will isolate more and retreat away from fun adventures.

    I say stop waiting for something to change and accept you as you are right now.

    Not only accept, but love her/him.

    Imagine what you would do with the one you Love?

    Where will you take yourself and what will you do?

    It will be the happiest year ever if you can find complete and utter acceptance of who you right now, without one inch of improvements.

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    I went to look for a picture of me, one that I hadn't put on here recently and seen this.  Here I am after being on a film called "Call Me Mental".

    And, I am smiling.

    I'm happy.

    I am in complete and utter acceptance of my whole self…even with what some would call my dark, my "problem"…my abuse and its affects.  I don't see nothing wrong.

    I see no problem.

    None.

    This is me….all of me.

    I am happy to be Me.

    So, for resolutions…perhaps mine will be to find no problems with me. 

     

  • Who you are with!

    As I sit at the end of another year, 55 years living, I am very grateful for where I sit…mentally, emotionally, and especially spiritually.  I feel that I have grown into the space of appreciating my journey and loving me.

    I can also see me from many points light…and most often from an expanded view and ever more often with the eyes and heart of love.

    For me, there isn't a troubled area that needs my attention today.  Nor, are there places that I feel lack and neglected and unseen and unheard…by me.

    I see me.

    I feel me.

    I am with Me.

    My personality and soul seem to be traveling arm and arm.

    I will be doing a daily meditation following Melody Beattie's book "Journey to the Heart" this year.  And in the forward she writes about her experience of writing this book…

    "In my sixteen years of professional writing, this is the eighth book I've worked or collaborated on and the second meditation book I've written. Yet it is the first.  It is the only one that has not been based on, rooted in, grounded in, the concept of overcoming devasting pain.  Instead, the book, like my journey reflects a spirit of excitement, adventure, freedom, and joy.  Yes, sometimes pain is still part of it, but suffering no longer plays the role it once did."  Melody

    I feel this is where I am.

    My journey through last year and continuing on is one of adventure, excitement, new experiences, new friends, new learning, more freedom of expression and joy.

    Joy of seeing my children continue to grow and learn new experiences and go through phases of life's milestones.  Joy of being with my kids.  Of hearing them laugh and seeing the wisdom pour forth.  Of doing what they love and to express themselves As themselves; being unique.

    I am beginning to see the seeds that I have planted in those early years beginning to sprout.  

    I believe that my changes are rippling outward, inward….around.

    I leave 2014 with no regrets and instead marvel at the orchestrations of the Universe, my life and journey…and look forward to what 2015 will present to me.

    I have no resolutions or demands for next year.

    I am content and quite grateful for today.

    It is my intention to stay present.

    To pay attention to the artful displays of nature and life unfold.

    Melody says her book is about Discovery.

    Imagine what is going on in each moment of time…how much can you see, feel and hear?

    I am more excited about being here now….and letting the future be here when I get here.  For this is where the real thing is….right here, right now, with who you are with!

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  • 100% Me!

    I went for coffee with two self proclaimed Christians, who we jokingly said they were 90 proof….or 90% christian in their content of who they are. I replied I was zero proof, that I no longer define myself by any religion.

    It was surreal for me to sit there feeling completely empty and yet completely full.

    And to find that my content label was missing the old ingredients…being replaced by new ones. 

    My old content label consisted mostly of unworthiness and sinfulness, sprinkled with a bit of hope of making it to a heaven one day IF I could keep myself from sinning which was unattainable for any extended period.

    The old label actually consisted of the beliefs of my old church…filling me up to the brim (90 proof) of its image of a wretched and poor humanity and a body full of sin… leaving 10% as being worthy is a stretch.  I am thinking I was 99% sinful.

    Under the old label there was no content that I would have consider Me.

    In fact, early on, say 10 years ago, when I discovered the denial I had lived in, I felt lost, and that I was going to go find myself, but I didn't know who I was OR even that I had been missing.  My whole content had been given to me via religion and how my parents treated me.  I was reading my label with their eyes.

    My content of Me, lacked Me.

    Now, sitting there at the table, I felt completely at ease with Me.

    My content I knew.

    My content I loved.

    My content was perfect.

    I was completely complete and I have no content that suggests any religion.

    What seems so insane is how religion teaches us about our selves, our bodies and how it sees them…as NOT perfect.

    That it is impossible to be perfect.

    And, when I suggested that "imperfect" actually says, I M Perfect, so there is no imperfection….it wasn't believed.

    How easy it seems it is to believe in our wretchedness and sinfulness and how impossible it is to believe the opposite.

    That we are completely perfect.

    What would happen to the world's religions if humanity at large knew that they were completely perfect?

    Is it not a war against reality to think that things ought to be different than they are.

    Like how can my body be sinful?

    It loves what it loves and feels pushed back from what it doesn't.

    And, in my experience, it had reasons to not want to be close to my parents.

    My body has held my truth…for the body never lies.

    Perhaps if you need me to forgive and forget, and the body refuses, I could see how you would 'not' trust the body; for you can't get it to adhere to the ways of the mind. It literally has a mind of its own….gut feelings.

    Mostly or lastly…I feel that most religions keep us away from the body and its innate intelligence…and even tries to keeps us our essence and away from the freedom of being unique and an individual; a complete and perfect gift from God.

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    I am 100% me 100% of the time.  Failing to do so reduces my own self worth.

    There is absolutely nothing I would change about me, nothing I could add or take away.  There is nothing I seek to be fulfilled.  Inside of me is the wide open space of the Universe.

    It was funny to hear someone tell me I was full of sin.  

    I couldn't find it to be true.

    If, I had felt guilty or had low self esteem…we would have agreed.

    We didn't.

    My experience of me and her understanding of humanity didn't match.

    We didn't see me the same.

    What was beautiful is we both left with our own contents; completely happy with our labels!

    I love mine…

    Mine reads…100% Me!

     

     

     

  • Back at Me

    My journey is now ten years out.  Ten years of awareness from denial. 

    Ten years is a long time.  

    Ten years of seeing me.

    Ten years of standing by my truth.

    Ten years of walking the path less traveled.

    Ten years of being seen as mental by those who walk differently…or ten years of being different.

    Ten years of doing things the opposite of what I was taught.

    Ten years.  

    Is a long time.

    To be walking against the beat of the family.

    To be the odd man out.

    To be separated.

    To stand a single soul… against so many.

    My lone voice drowned to silence by the sheer volumn of numbers speaking differently; joined together in family harmony.

    The comfort of the group, lulls them…is there really safety in numbers?

    Ten years I have had, to get comfortable being different; being the blacksheep of the family. Being the one who is standoffish, cool…indifferent to the family drum beat.

    It is truly hard to believe that ten years have passed.

    Ten years is, again, a long time.

    I feel that it has taken that long to separate myself and feel whole coming from a family in denial of abuse.

    It is in fact, their denial that has been the hardest to be with.

    Or denial is what separates us.

    In their denial they can't see me.

    Well, certainly they can see me, but they don't get me. 

    It is the lack of understanding or commonality that separates us.

    They literally have chosen to preserve the family unit over the integrity of a child's abuse.

    It is that simple and that complicated.

    I represent the abused child.

    And my actions have always leaned in that direction.

    And in doing so, lean away from family.

    The direction we lean into is the only meter we have to measure denial or awareness. 

    After ten years of leaning in a direction that is the opposite of "Family"…I know to the depth of my soul, that the reason more victims don't stand by their own truths, is that they will feel the family pull away.

    The only interactions I have had with my family over these ten years is to tell me how off I am, how insane, cold, bitter, hardened, nuts, etc.  The family will literally and figuratively turn against the child, as the child speaks of being sexually abused by a family member.

    I am a grown adult speaking out.

    Imagine how a child would survive this?

    The Huhta's have banned together to uphold and support our family.

    Ten years and counting…or decades and decades….generations upon generations. Children with grown children who now have young children, will feel the legacy of abuse, due to the way they all lean.

    Ten years is just a snippet of time that encapsulates the history and how it repeats itself.  

    How families band together to form a tight connection that keeps abuse securely inside.  Somehow they naively think that the threat of abuse left when Ray died. New offsprings of Ray were born when he abused them…they are now tightly held inside the family. (Also victims typically attract other abusers….the threats are not from the Huhta's alone, but from the ripple affect of others they hang with.)

    Ten years I have stood outside.

    Ten years abusers tightly held inside.

    Abused and the abusers all coexisting under the same false pretense of family.

    Love and acceptace of abuse. 

    Shuning and indifference to me and my words.

    When I see my sisters, sister-in-laws…I see warriors against the truth.  Mini versions of my mother. I see the cycles, the new generations of girls/boys beginning my journey.  

    I see nothing among them that inspires me to think abuse has lessened.

    Instead I see the perfect landscape for pedophiles.

    Ten years have been quite fruitful for them. More victims being born…

    Pedophiles LOVE the warriors against truth…the ones who overlook and move on, to not stare at abusers and hold them accountable.

    Ten years and not a word of mine have they heard.

    There is no part of me that wants to move towards these women…even after ten years.

    Ten years and counting outside of the cycle of abuse.

    Its legacy is one that is not easily escaped.

    You literally have to turn against family and embrace your own truth.

    You will be at odds.

    In order to heal, you will no longer attend their functions, be part of their lives.

    They, are the old you.  They are what you need to be different from in order to end the cycle.

    They and you can't be alike at all.

    It is to shed the traits and images we naturally pick up in families; it is to re-invent yourself into someone who is completely different than say your mother.

    I was a mirror image of my mother.

    It has taken 10 years to change my reflection.

    My reflection is now of my own self.

    It shines from within.

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  • True Self

    While listening to a novel today on the route, a phrase caught my attention….in regards to "Changes"…"you can change for the better or for the worst."

    Somehow, I naively thought that change only is in the direction of good…not that you can become worse.

    We are not sitting in neutral, we are either going one way or the other…and this is huge.

    Instead of standing still and NOT making changes to improve, we can actually make changes to become worse than we were.

    Each opportunity we are choosing…and we are not choosing to stay the same, our needle either moves forward or backward….better or worse.

    Changing for the worse is a choice we make as we continue not to better ourselves or make life improvements.

    Who would have thought life changes could be making us into a worse person than we already are.  

    Worse in the sense of karma and adding to our inability to follow our truth or authenticness….but to become worse at being our true self.

    This gives me a visual gauge….where I am unable to stand still, but either make a choice to move towards betterment or into being worse.

    A good thing to know as we approach another year.

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    In life we do not stand still….until we die.  

    I see our lives as on a continum of growing either darker or lighter…we don't get to hide in sameness.  But rather are adding to ourselves in degrees of better or worse.

    Which way are your choices moving you…into the dark away from you….or into the sunlight of being your true self?

  • Do you see what I see…

    Signs are popping up, saying… "Keep Christ in Christmas" and I wonder how exactly is this achieved?

    What is the application of adding Christ and how does one do this, according to the sign owners?

    Is it really done by just saying "Merry Christmas" instead of "Happy Holidays"?

    That you can literally remove Christ by using a different phrase?

    I marvel at the narrow-mindedness or perhaps the shallowness of how Christ is seen or viewed; like words can trump actions.

    That you can literally mess up the season by using the wrong words, regardless of your actions this season.

    How do a select amount of people know what you are doing for the holidays, what is in your heart and soul, and feel capable to judge you by their ruler of what is proper for Christ.

    I don't know how you can keep Christ out any more than you can add God to your life.

    I don't believe this is something that is yours to add or delete; It IS.

    It is in the love.

    It's in the giving.

    It's in the baking.

    It's in the wrapping.

    It's in your emotions.

    It's in you.

    You can't remove it; for you didn't put it there.

    It isn't something that is held in a special box or one date on the calendar, it is in the actions we live each day.

    It is in the freshly baked loaf of bread a gentleman hands to me at the mail box.

    It is in the wide smile from a man with no teeth.

    It is in the wag of tail from a dog happy to see me.

    It is the clouds artful design.

    It is in the tears of sorrow.

    In the emptiness of grief of missing someone.

    It's in the perfectly wrapped packages or the ones hurriedly gotten.

    You can't take Christ out of Christmas; nor the rest of the year…or someone's life.

    By focusing on your idea of what Christ in Christmas looks like, you will not see Him everywhere.

    You may be looking for the perfect Christ-like behavior or worship or ritual and miss the million other finely displayed Christ images.

    It is in the fine detail of a single leaf, a snowflake, a glitter or sparkle on the snow, the friendly wave or the hurried shuffle by.

    Please tell me how you can leave Him out?

    He is interwoven in all things.

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    It's in Art and the Artist…in the fabric and design….Inspired means "In Spirit".

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     It's in a gift from 30 years ago…lovingly displayed each year.

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    It's in the eye of the beholder…and what it beholds.

    It's everywhere and in everything, only you can choose not to see it; but it will not be removed.

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    "Do you see what I see…."

     

  • Spirit of Free Will

    I think Family is the most unrealistic group we have ever joined…its membership requirements are often at odds with individual truths, needs and feelings. It was something that started before you were born and you are now expected to carry on its purpose; regardless how it fits and feels within your life.

    Instead of having the elder members dictate how family is, I think the youngest generation should get the loudest or highest vote.

    A typical family is run by its oldest member's needs.

    The queen or king Bee.

    And the rest have to tread lightly as to not disturb their vision of what families do.

    It appears to be the opposite of a free society.

    If each new younger generation keeps this pattern going, when will family be a democracy?

    Perhaps this isn't typical; but dysfunctional.

    Holidays become days of stress and strain as we all try and contort ourselves into what the elder needs.

    This becomes 'normal'.

    We give up who we are and what we like, for family.  Again, this may be a marker of a dysfunctional family and not one who celebrates differences and applauds those that do what they feel and not what is 'expected'…but what other group would you participate in that rarely reflects personal expression?

    Often I hear of family struggles and most often it is because they have to do this or that because the eldest member NEEDS it.  Again, what group would you be in that only serves one member perfectly.

    Do we subconsciously follow and do, to keep peace during the holidays….or feel we can do it, since it only happens a few times a year?

    Making people group together feels so odd to me know….although, I am guilty of doing this in the past.  My status within the family depended upon how I participated, and I was not allowed to NOT participate.

    I have been a loyal member for years and years…

    Never questioning what I was loyal to.

    It seems to me that family structure needs to be re-designed to fit the individual needs of everyone; not just be exclusive to the top.

    To me, the group would be the strongest when allowing each member free will.

    I would rather folks come who want to come; rather than feel they must.

    I would rather have a warm open invite compared to an order.

    Often the order is a silent expectation.  We know s#@t will hit the fan when we opt out.

    Or that we have to have a 'good excuse' or reason to not go.

    Being forced to be with people loses the holiday cheer.

    It is my hope that I, as one of the elders with my children, can rearrange the family so that we all can feel our vote counts.  That no matter what the event is, each can arrive or stay away with acceptance and understanding.

    And, I believe, I can only do this by doing this.

    By going or staying away.

    By not demanding of them what I don't want to feel pressured into doing.

    The group called family is only as good as its free will.

    If there is no free will, it is ______ 

    I had to look up "the opposite of free will" and I found this….

    "Free will is the ability to make something happen without the influence of the environment or heredity."   Now, this is my definition of a great family!

    Back to the opposite….words like "fatalism, pre-destined, pre-ordained or determinism is often contrasted with free will."

    No wonder I am opposed to a family that doesn't have free will…it sets the mindset of the group to be unchanging…and to go on forever as it has been.

    Life is about change and if you don't have or allow change; then it would seem like a life-less family.

    I am still awestruck about the definition of free will…..I love it.

    My intentions are to have a family with the Spirit of Free Will!

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  • Thankful for Art!

    Thanksgiving Day, minus the food and family, equals a day of sewing.  Since we celebrated a few weeks ago, it was just a day like any other when I am not working.

    A day of playing with fabric! 

    This one is complete!  And I loved the whole process! 

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    Nature once again decorated Itself for me.

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    It is fun trying to find the perfect backdrop…I see things in nature I might otherwise not notice. 

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    There were red berries, but hard to get both the berries and the quilt….

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    And, I had an idea to bring out a few ornaments to hang in the trees.  I may try and do more photos later, for this one may have a buyer already….and will be gone soon.

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    Not sure about a name….for this quilt.  It could be "Deck the Halls…" I may have to listen to christmas music to see if a line will match this quilt!

    I am thankful for Art!

     

     

  • Energy Within!

    In the past few days I have been sitting with the struggle we have with speaking out about sexual abuse, whether you are the victim or a by-stander, and have pulled on many strings to see if I can find a clearer understanding; perhaps the root primary holdout that keeps our voices quiet.

    As I wrote many drafts one thing arose…Family Crimes.

    Is it possible that it isn't the crime that is so hard to talk about; but family behaving poorly.

    And, it isn't the behaving poorly that isn't talked about…but FAMILY in a negative way.

    "If you don't have anything nice to say, say Nothing", was my mother's admonishment to us.  And, I believe, it has been a social nicety as well.

    That somehow by speaking of another's wrong doing, we ourselves become wrong.

    Along with the churches belief, that in speaking of another's sin, we sin.

    And these are from the 'innocent' bystanders…not to mention the threats we pick up from the abusers, to keep this a secret.  

    I feel there is an inner blocking system that impedes most of us from wanting to be on the front lines exposing anothers bad behavior.  

    We will talk negatively about others, but typically behind closed doors and would be mortified IF someone heard.  And, this is often called gossip.

    These subtle social manners that reflect bad behavior back on us IF we speak out, has us feeling guilty when we do AND feeling wrong, bad, dirty etc.

    Not to mention speaking poorly about family.

    Which is a whole other territory of NO.  

    Not only no, but hell no.  

    You don't ever speak negatively about family.  

    Family has and will always be held in a special category that is way above reproach.

    When we have these ground rules in place that are upheld and supported by so many institutions, and we hear and feel its power from the time we are little, it takes a huge amount of courage to speak up and stand against it.

    It is this Centrifugal Force that keeps us quiet…and away from the truth.

    I had to go and look up the definition of Centrifugal Force.

    "An object traveling in a circle behaves as if it is experiencing an outward force. This force, known as the centrifugal force, depends on the mass of the object, the speed of rotation, and the distance from the center. The more massive the object, the greater the force; the greater the speed of the object, the greater the force; and the greater the distance from the center, the greater the force. 

    It is important to note that the centrifugal force does not actually exist. We feel it, because we are in a non-inertial coordinate system. Nevertheless, it appears quite real to the object being rotated. This is because the object believes that it is in a non-accelerating situation, when in fact it is not. For instance, a child on a merry-go-round is not experiencing any real force outward, but he/she must exert a force to keep from flying off the merry-go-round. Because the centrifugal force appears so real, it is often very useful to use as if it were real. The more massive the object, the greater the force. We know that this is true because an adult will have a harder time staying on a merry-go-round than a child will. The greater the speed of rotation, the greater the outward force. We know that this is true because a merry-go-round is harder to stay on, the faster it rotates. If you move further out on the merry-go-round, you will have to exert a greater force to stay on. In order to stay on a circular path, we must exert a force towards the center called centripetal (or "center-seeking") force. Consider a rope with a ball on the end. You can swirl the ball around in a circle over your head while holding onto the rope. The ball experiences the so-called centrifugal force, and it is the rope that provides the force to keep in moving in the circle."

     

    Is it possible that we create this centrifugal force within families?  "The bigger the more massive the object the greater the force"….group energy.

    Or perhaps is it insane to believe there is not a centrifugal force that we are up against.  Is it not true of society, of smaller groups, and of institutions…that they all hold a special force that pulls us in or repells us?

    Either you are close to their core belief or you are struggling to hold on.

    Perhaps what will define us and free us to speak out, is what merry-go-round you are on.

    And, how close you are to the center.

    Just interesting to feel the power of this centrifugal force that takes inert objects and moves them.

    Reporting family crimes is to try and stop the merry-go-round while struggling to hang on…and to stop it and not destroy the enery force that makes the family go round.  Impossible.

    All groups and institutions have a center core; a moral code and belief system and it spins.  Going against its core is tough.

    Perhaps what makes society inert and silent, is they feel this force and are not willing to struggle against it or be pushed to the edges where it will be harder to be a part of the group.  They don't want to challenge their status quo.

    When life is spinning in a good direction who wants to stop the ride?

    Staying close to the center; being a good daughter is far better than being insubordinate…

    But know what kind of ride you are on….is it a force for good or evil?

    And, are you an inert object that is just going along for the ride?

    Where is your power?

    Family crimes is a merry-go-round that creates a vortex that is very difficult to go against.

    However, the more of us who set this pattern into the Universe, the easier it will be…

    Let's spin new energies of self-love, peace and joy!

    Art has helped me re-calibrate a new energy within!

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     An object traveling in a circle behaves as if it is experiencing an outward force…