Category: Examples of an Imperfect woman

  • Faced my mother…

    This morning I never even considered running, as I walked the 5K.  It was exercise enough for me to walk the hilly ravines and continual uphills on the first part of the Fun Run/Walk.  

    A few hours later, I wished I could run.

    I have only seen her in flesh a handful of times in the past 10 years, and each time my body immediately wants to put as much space as possible between her and I.

    Thankfully, I spotted her…for we were on course to meet face to face.  What is so interesting, to me is how quickly my body responds without first consulting with my head.

    There is no part of me that wants to be anywhere near my mother.

    While contemplating which quilt I would vote for, she came in to view.  The quilt show disappeared and all that was left were two women in a gym….along with miles of differences…and a canyon filled with past truths, that she can't recognize.

    I don't know her reasons for going to the Chassell Quilt show.  Was it to see 'her daughter's work' as I thought I heard her say to the woman at the table?  Or are quilts now her new interests?  

    In ten years and all the space, the emotions and feelings still respond the same when she is around.  Running comes to mind….to flee in another direction. Which I did.

    Part of me feels reduced to a child again in her presence. A scared child.  

    It leaves me feeling a coward and empowered.  

    A coward for not facing her.  Although, I know it would only end badly…for neither of us are willing to leap off our beliefs and stances about the past.  It for sure isn't something to be done in public at a quilt show.  And, deep within me I know any words I say will fall far short of their mark.  Her perceptions would deflect my truth.

    And, part of me feels strong for leaving…for not pretending, but following my true feelings.

    Also for not attacking her.  For not 'having my say' but to leave her in peace at the quilt show.  I choose not to engage on any level. To be 'friendly' or like a long lost friend, which is impossible. 

    In fact I knew it was like seeing an old tormentor or enemy…an abuser.  The PTSD response echoed my thoughts.

    What I know, is that in the life of a victim of incest, is that the landmines that can plop into any normal day…without warning.  It is, what always keeps us on edge or surprise us into being battle ready in a heart beat.

    Life isn't that easy to manage once you have set clear and concise boundaries…for they can and will be breached at any time. 

    It is then up to you to choose your response.

    The response is what will define if you are either 'friendly' with abusers or not.

    If you will betray your body and make nice.

    Or…. will you stay the course of estrangement from abuse.

    I do not believe she saw me turn and walk away.

    The residual affect of this 'almost meeting' is to shake it off.  To capture back the normal day from its clutches.  To find the balance and rhythm of the day…to leave it as one negative, in a pile of positives.  

    How lucky am I to have very few encounters of uncomfortableness. That within my life and my relationships I have such peace, love and joy.  

    I don't do well any more with dis-ease, unease, nor am I willing to put my feelings aside to make nice.

    These near miss encounters, while unsettling, leave me stronger in their wake.

    And, I believe this time I turned with more grace and resolve as I controlled my life.

    The hurried exit suited me.

    Being able to freely make a choice to alter my course is what being empowered is about.

    I love that I can make choices that bring me peace.  

    It came to me, how much easier it is to walk a 5K, than it is to turn and walk away from your mother.

    Perhaps what I resent the most, when our paths cross, is that I have to once again turn and walk away.  

    The abusers never regard how their presence makes others feel. 

    Just as their actions in the past held no regard for others, it is still the same today.

    If she had her way, her life would remain unchanged.  I would not have changed.  I would have continued to treat her as a mom…and not as someone who knew of the abuse and did nothing.  

    I turn from her, because she turned her back on me.  The mental feelings that I get, is that I am wrong to turn away today. That I am being unkind and cruel to a mother.

    Yet, it can be no other way.  

    I may have turned away from her, but in doing so I turned to be with me.

    I honored me, my truth, and my feelings.

    The greatest walk I took today was to turn away, and walk with me…when I faced my mother.

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  • Always Innocent.

    When another sexual assault case is in the paper, (Canadian Paper – link below) it is the battle of he said, she said and witnesses and the 'task' of finding the truth or covering it up.  

    http://blogs.windsorstar.com/2014/06/20/windsor-spitfire-ben-johnson-trapped-woman-in-washroom-stall-sex-assault-trial-hears/

    We all sit on a side.

    We all come to the article with our own experiences.

    We will lean either toward victim or with the 'alleged' perpetrator.

    Until the close of trial, the girls/women are seen as guilty and he innocent.

    I see them on trial more than him. 

    The women having to prove more…explain the unreasonable with reason…and defend their actions…like they put themselves in harms way.

    And his virtue appears more ironclad than theirs…for he is a hockey player.

    And, he stands with his atheletic career and they stand alone.

    Does his career lend more weight and make abuse 'less likely'?  Does this make the job of a victim harder?  Their actions appear to be more easily questioned than his.  

    I am interested in this story on many levels…and will follow its trail.

    The curiosity of the silence and the lack of coverage in our local media is odd.  

    For, you know if it was about his career, they the family would be demanding it.  Now, he is in the big leagues in a legal fight and we are not hearing it.  And, where are the men of the church? Why is there not an outcry for the injustice of women?  Who are they supporting with their silences???

    Funny how the 'alleged' abusers garnish such respect.

    And how victims aren't helped, supported and praised for exposing such behavior…but rather relegated to 'guilty' until he is proven guilty.  He gets the innocent billing until it is proven otherwise.  And, they get to wear the label guilty.

    We as society have agreed with this. There is no allegedly guilty….for the victims…but guilty.

    We stand and carry the weight and shame of this crime until the courts and the lawyers 'weight' things out.  It isn't the truth that is weighed and measured, but rather the skills of the lawyers.  

    Will this be…."He who has the most money wins?"

    Maybe the Canadian Court System has more checks and balances, maybe they lean on the side of the victim and for justice.  Maybe….just maybe the victims are seen as innocent and he the guilty party.

    Imagine the change in our legal systems if this were the case?

    What I know, is that my father was guilty on so many accounts, and only one entered the court room with him. By the time the courts were done with him, he was set free.  

    The truth was not served.

    Yet all knew the truth…and victims had no victory.

    I guess we believe that once the courts of the lands get the perpetrators, it will prosecute them.  

    I have faith in the victims voices, but not in the courts to succeed in taking these guys off the street.  

    We will have to see what the Canadian Courts do with this case.

    My energy goes to the women standing opposite of him.

    Victims are always innocent.

    (He was raised in the FALC)

     

  • This moment of time…

    "Are you aware that anxiety is a form of "Doing?"   (Conscious Parenting)

    "One of the most common forms of "doing" that we use to cover up our inability to just be is anxiety."

    "When parents react to their circumstances with doubt,hesitation, pessimism,or distrust, unable to sit calmly in their present reality, anxiously seeking answers to how their future will look, children orient themselves to life in the same way."

    "Because such parents don't see life's difficulties as an invitation to their resilience, instead developing an attitude of "woe is me," their children develop the same emotional response to their own difficulties.  Inheriting the anxiety imprint creates a feeling of victimhood, and a desire to play the role of a martyr."

    "Similarly, when parents interact with the present moment in such a way that they focus on what they feel is missing, lack becomes their children's lens on the world.  This is the result of feeling such emptiness that, when we look at the world around us, we focus on what's familiar, which is all the things we think are missing.  We are so unused to operating out of a sense of abundance that we can't recognize the abudance in the universe."

    "In some of us, anxiety fuels a need to be "perfect," which leads to a compulsion to "fix" ourselves, all of which is driven by a longing to garner everyone's approval of us.  In others of us, anxiety fuels just the opposite of a desire for approval, which takes the shape of a spirit of rebellion. We still feel we ought to be perfect, still have a yearning to fix ourselves, still want approval, but these are overshadowed by our actual behavior."

    "More than anything, anxiety tends to surface as a need to control. When we are unable to be with ourselves, just as we are, we forsake a kinship with our authenticity. In place of authenticity, we either seek to establish some sense of being "in control of ourselves" by bending the will of another, or we try to feel in control dominating someone else, especially our children.  In an attempt to reduce our anxiety, we are driven to order the circumstances of our life, dictate the outcome of situations, and organize the people among whom we live."

    "Worry gives us a reassuring sense we are "doing" something, fooling us into imagining we somehow have control over things.  By engaging in mental "doing"we feel we are taking action. However, since worrying is focused on the future, on things not yet developed, it deflects us from initiating positive action in the present. The truth is worry is a mask for our fear of being "present" in our present."

    "Paradoxically, when we are caught up in anxiety, we are afraid of actually taking charge of our situation in a way that might change things for better.  In fact, when we examine anxiety closely, it's really a passive state – a distractor that allows us to fill our head with busy thoughts that appear to be active responses to our situation but in reality are powerless. Though we seek to impose control through the stance we take on an issue, by means of our thoughts, or by seeking to impose our will on others, we rarely take the action required to alter things."

    "The anxiety generated by the thought of surrendering to our reality manifests itself in a variety of ways. It's worth exploring some of them. For instance, whenever life doesn't turn out the way we want it to, we experience an overarching sense that we are "above" life, which means that things are only supposed to go wrong for other people, not "special" individuals like ourselves. We tell ourselves, "This isn't supposed to happen to me. This can't happen to this family. I can't believe that I, of all people, have to go through this.  I need more from life. This isn't what I bargained for.This isn't what I worked so hard for."

    "A cycle of this kind, passed from generation to generation, is only broken when we discover that worrying is a mask for a fear of being present. By becoming present, we can help our children develop their trust in life as inherently wise."  

    Dr. Shefali Tasabary

    I think we think, that anxiety and worry are just obvious caring items…that mean we are over concerned and attentive….But who knew, that what we really feared was the present moment full of what it is holding?

    I know that becoming present in a present that was anything but what I wanted,  I broke the link of a generational avoidance with reality in the present.

    How odd that the goal of being perfect discounts the present and as it is in this moment…putting them aside while longing for more.  Not seeing the abundance, what it needs more of.

    I again, have parented from the unconscious and the conscious.  The difference is a complete and wild turnaround, while doing nothing to alter the present, than to sit with wholly.

    The peace that comes from fully accepting this moment in time allows no room or reason for anxiety and worry.

    If you can accept the worst than there is no reason to fear the present, no matter what appears.  

    I know I can.

    I also know, that I will know what to do in that moment, when it happens.  No sense to worry, for all worry is a mask for a fear of being present.

    The goal in life and in parenting is to be present.

    That is all.

    Don't scurry away from this moment in time….but rather be with it.

    I wondered what happened to my worry…and now I know.  I also know, that when I begin to worry, it feels awful and it is so hard to live there. I quickly return to this moment of time…

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  • Never Been Before.

    My concept of WIND (Women In New Directions) was to energize and expand the inner landscape; in order to grow confident into new choices.  Choices that will change your life to reflect more and more your true essence.

    This week, I experienced three different meetings…based on WIND.

    Women of WIND helped to facilitate a collage workshop at Northern Lights Clubhouse.  I was able to witness the engaged energies and creative force from each individual.  The intense focus transported them into the project at hand…taking them into a space where expression is expressed via art…and it was more about being themselves, than it was about having to be something else to fit in.

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    I am not sure I will adequately be able to encapsulate the moving force that seems to be self energized when you bring yourself into the space of free creating…where no rules are present.

    The energy comes from inside.

    Busting through the gates society has placed on 'normal' or 'good enough' and to allow the Art to silence the familiar blocks.

    My second meeting was WIND itself…where we are comfortable with each other and at trying new things together.  Within the group I have seen personalities expand as we meet twice monthly and have lost lots of the insecurities while creating. We have come to learn to be secure as beginners. IMG_2910

    The third meeting was my Art Quilt Meeting, which was the impetus for creating WIND…it was the model I have aspired to re-create.

    I entered that meeting tired…empty and wasn't even sure if I was going to attend, until 20 minutes before it started.  

    What I experienced was the way you are literally changed by being around creativity and folks who are daring to express themselves in Art.

    It isn't about perfect art form.

    It isn't about the end results.

    It is about the space that is open for self expression; minus all rules.

    It is about seeing something from nothing.

    Meaning art that comes without a pattern.

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    There is hope, inspiration and generalized courage to be different, unique and yourself!

    In the aftermath of the Art Quilt Group, I was so UP and energized I did not sleep well.  My mind was running with ideas…

    What I know to be true, in my experience…is that creative expression changes your inner world.  It takes the vacuum like space and fills it with wild multifaceted colorful energy that begs to be expressed.

    It takes you out of routine and dares you to dance with new confidence and courage, to throw caution to the wind and take new chances…perhaps finding a new direction!

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    Not only was I part of a new group to WIND, but WIND and then the Original group which inspired WIND and I felt personally the lift in my inner energy. WIND will take you to places you have never been before!

  • Be Themselves!

    "As a result of the damage I have seen so many children inflicted with at the hands of unwitting parents, I suggest we remove ourselves from the pedestal of approval-giving by telling ourselves each day, "I ask to be released from the notion that I have any power or jurisdiction over my child's spirit. I release my child from the need to obtain my approval, as well as from the fear of my disapproval. I will give my approval freely as my child has earned this right.  I ask for the wisdom to appreciate the sparkle of my child's ordinariness.  I ask for the ability not to base my child's being on grades or milestones reached. I ask for the grace to sit with my child each day and simply revel in my child's presence. I ask for a reminder of my own ordinariness and the ability to bask in its beauty. I'm not here to judge or approve my child's natural state. I'm not here to determine what course my child's life should take. I'm here as my child's spiritual partner. My child's spirit is infinitely wise and will manifest itself in exactly the way it's meant to. My child's spirit will reflect the manner in which I am invited to respond to my own essence."  Dr.Shefali Tsabary…

    If only parents understood and embraced the fact that how we embrace, engage and respond to our own inner sense of self, IS how our children will see themselves.

    Parenting is more about living the example, and they will mirror you…without fail.

    This brings me much peace, knowing that the more I can fully respond to my own essence, the more my children will be alerted to theirs. 

    Conscious parenting isn't so much about the needs of the child, as it is about our own needs.  How we listen to our inner self and how capable we are in honoring who we are.

    Freeing our child's spirit is the ultimate in parenting.

    Allowing them to connect inwardly and to detach themselves as our happiness maker.

    A very high marker of healthy is when a child makes a choice that is opposite of ours and that we both find a way to make peace with it.  To detach from the choice and allow the consequences to land where they may.

    I understand that what Dr. Shafli writes about will seem very self serving…selfish and in complete opposition of what we were taught and how we were raised….and I am so excited about it.  

    To be free from the expectations, happiness or unhappiness of your parent is the ultimate space to respond to your essence.

    In order for me to embrace my inner child/self…I had to be okay with failing on many levels with my parents and siblings.  I began living the opposite of how we were raised.

    I no longer served an outside master…nor could I care more about another's inner landscape…than my own.  

    It is my hope, that the more conscious parents become, the less estrangements will happen…in order for a child to be free.

    I see children breaking free as they begin responding to their essence…leaving families that do not celebrate the individual child.  In order to live from the inside out, they have to ask for space from their family. For the family dynamic isn't conducive to self expression…but in serving thy mother and thy father…first.

    What my last 10 years of learning have been about is this separation…and to follow my inner knowing, regardless of how other's feel or respond. To stay true to course, no matter what.  

    In doing so, I have opened the doorway for my child to do the same.  

    What I want the most, is a child that knows itself. A child that is free from the strings of approval or the fear of disapproval…but one who can fearlessly be themselves!

     

     

     

  • Short of Perfect.

    "Many of us exude an energy that screams, "Life better satisfy my needs!" Driven by this energy, we seek to extract pleasure from life in the exact package we think we require. Because we are steeped in this demanding energy, anything that doesn't meet our expectations feels worthless.  Even when something precious is offered us, we find no value in it. Highly judgmental, we resist not only life in its as is form, but also our children in their as is form. Of course, our resistance gets us nowhere because life remains true to its essential nature, flowing in its own way.  If we are wise, we recognize this and start flowing with it rather than fighting it."

     Dr. Shefali Tsabary "Conscious Parenting".

    How interesting it was to read, that when we don't accept life in it "AS IS" form, we also will not accept our children in their "as is" form.

    Not only our children, but all who we come in contact with.

    I just had a conversation about perfectionism…and its definition, meaning "refusal to accept any standard short of perfection".

    We tend to think that perfection is a high goal to reach for, but what I had not considered is the refusal to accept.

    What an insane idea or stance to take…refusing to accept.  I know they are saying anything short of perfection, but what is perfect and who are we to decide its standard?

    Here is another view of perfectionism and the way it leaves those of us who were abused…out.  We will never ever be 'perfect' again, and are now the image that broke the perfect picture.  If you only see or acknowledg and accept perfect, we will no longer measure up to that standard.

    What happens to us who are now unable to be 'perfect' is that we feel estranged or carry the mark of 'disgrace' of no longer being perfect.  We are cast out, not for our wounds, BUT for your refusal to accept anything short of the mark of perfect.

    How I see dysfunctional families, is that they are not accepting of what is….or as is, when abuse enters in. They refuse to accept…and have this odd twisted sense of rising above, protecting or proclaiming even louder how blessed the family is.

    Putting forth a picture perfect picture of family.

    I know, that when they resist life as is, they too are risisting me as I am.

    When I was able to fully accept life as it is, I accepted me as I am and in turn was able to accept my children as they are…my husband as he is…and so on.

    I have to see what the opposite of Perfectionism is….it is  "Carelessness"?

    I did not know what would come up…it is shocking to see.

    How interesting.

    This is why most have the high standards of perfectionism…to show they 'care'.

    While not accepting anything short of perfect.

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  • Fades Away

    "Fear is a stranger to the ways of love. Identify with fear, and you will be a stranger to yourself. And thus you are unknown to you. What is your Self remains an alien to the part of you which thinks that it is real, but different from yourself. Who could be sane in such circumstance? Who but a madman could believe he is what he is not, and judge against himself." ACIM

    I am not sure I can properly articulate how fear steps in and becomes who you are…

    I am also just as sure that I became myself by doing what Fear 'suggested' I never do.

    If you allow fear to stand between you and what you want to do, you become only what fear stops you from being.  

    I lived most of my life under what fear imposed; never daring to disappoint fear.

    While I catered to the whims, needs and desires of fear, I never entertained love.

    Love was a stranger to me, while I knew fear intimately.

    I knew what it wanted me to do….clearly!

    When I dared disappoint fear…or when I was forced to step over fear, it was then I felt the stirrings of love.

    When I was fully on display with all my wounds showing…fear was no where to be found.  It didn't protect me or hold me.  

    You may feel that fear protects you from harm. 

    It does not.

    Fear prevents you from seeing your strength and courage.

    It stands between you and you knowing you.

    Between realizing and recognizing your true inner beauty.

    Many of the things you 'fear' to do, reduces you to be an imitation of who you are.

    Who would you be if you didn't see/feel or know fear?

    What would you do if you were not afraid?

    All I know, is that fear substituted itself for me.

    I was too afraid to be myself.

    To speak my truth.

    Or, God forbid, be my truth.

    When life was fully exposed and there was nothing more to FEAR, I was set free. When the worst that could happen, happened…I lost fear and saw everything beyond it.

    Hard to explain, but so profound to experience.

    I am now determined to be me, fear less.  That I will never allow fear to stand in my way…to be a substitute for me.

    Fear will hold you back from saying or doing what you know is your truth.

    Fear then takes over your life…standing in your place.  In order to really be you, you have to shove fear aside and do what you know is right for you.  Say what you need to say, even if fear shakes your legs and weakens your voice.  Rise above the fear…or at least wade through it.

    The only thing that fear has no power over…is when you do what fear thinks is impossible.  Do the opposite of what fear says!

    Isn't there a saying that we can only live one of two ways…in Fear or in Love.

    It is to follow your inner truths and to live them…then fear fades away.

     

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  • No Love lives there.

    In an article in the Huffington Post, "Motherless by Choice" by Katie Naum….it appears that the child is making this decision.

    (http://www.huffingtonpost.com/katie-naum/motherless-by-choice_b_5417281.html?utm_hp_ref=fb&src=sp&comm_ref=false#sb=1306580b=facebook

    That we are taking the first step to be motherless.

    What most people see first is our lack of having a relationship with our parents AND not what precipitated this event.

    When society at large looks at it being a "Choice" I feel that they are creating the stigma that follows us.  Being estranged isn't something we do out of anger, but as a commenter to the article suggests, "we do so with deep sadness and for self-preservation."

    Seeing that we have a choice to be motherless or not, suggest that we have a perfectly fine mother, but are choosing to toss her away.  It doesn't suggest that due to the lack of mothering skills, we have no mother.  We are not breaking the ties, for they were never wrapped around us in care and nurturing.

    We need to start seeing these children as disconnected…instead of pretending there was a bond, a loving bond between parent and child.  The only bond that was held in place was that of fear.

    All we truly are disconnecting from is fear and all its dressings.

    Taking with us the knowledge that we leave no love behind.  Hence the deep sadness…and self preservation.

    Katie Naum writes…

    "There is no easy way to say, "I'm estranged from my mother." It's even harder to say, "I've cut my mother out of my life," clarifying that you are the one who has severed the bond. Say it to anyone, friend or stranger, and a certain light you hadn't even noticed fades from their eyes, every time. Smiles falter or grow forced. Mothers give so much to their children that a justification for estrangement must be staggering: some monstrous abuse that outweighs all the love and self-sacrifice inherent in parenting. Only someone selfish, heartless could cut off a mother who loved them — right?"

    How funny, we are labeled "selfish and heartless" for cutting ties with a mother.  Yet few would label my mother the same for what she allowed in her marriage with a pedophile.

    It was not my choice to be motherless. It was my mother's choice NoT to Mother.

    It was not my choice to be fatherless.  It was my father's choice to not be a father.

    Until we re-frame the way we see things, the stigma (mark of disgrace) will be carried by the children.  It will never be the child's responsibility to make a good parent.

    When I hear of someone being estranged from their parent, I immediately know their parents were unable to parent.  Parent in a way that sees the child and its needs.  

    As a mother, when my denial was broken, and I brought in the whole scope of my dysfunctional childhood, I also owned I drove the car to my parents home, with my children. 

    I then became estranged.  

    But, I cut the ties of dysfunctional behavior…not love.

    I backed away from all that was harmful for the child.

    It is what a mother does.

    A child knows when the parent can see them.

    And a child knows when they can't.

    Estrangement is often to put off for years. Children will withstand any number of injustices, waiting for the love to arrive.  What we endure….for love.

    Estranged children have fully owned…no love lives there.

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  • Inside

    "Through our children, we get orchestra seats to the complex theatrics of our immaturity, as they evoke powerful emotions in us that can cause us to feel as though we aren't in control – with all the frustration, insecurity, and angst that accompanies this sensation."  Dr. Shefali Tsabary

    What I love about this book, it is a book about the Parent, not the child.  It is helping us see ourselves and how our reactions change the lives of our children.  I love that she notes our "complex theatrics of our immaturity".  For we literally are reduced to the antics of a two-year old. Raging and screaming out of control…when 'something' doesn't go our way.

    She goes on to say…

    "Of course, our children don't "make" us feel this way. They merely awaken our unresolved emotional issues from our childhood. Nevertheless, because our children are vulnerable and mostly powerless, we feel free to blame them for our reactivity.  Only by facing up to the fact that it isn't our children who are the problem, but our own unconsciousness, can transformation come about."

    "How did we become so reactive?  Not only do we inherit certain egoic scripts and roles from our family of origin, we also inherit an emotional signature. Beneath every role and script is a unique emotional imprint.  This is the case because, as an infant, we are in the state of being, not ego, which means our defenses are unformed and we are susceptible to the emotional energy around us. We energetically interact with our parents emotional state, absorbing their emotional imprint, until this energy becomes our emotional stamp.  Unless at some point in our life we become conscious of the emotional energy we have absorbed from our parents, we will inevitably transfer this imprint to our own children."

    "Because we weren't taught by either our parents or society to access our inner stillness and find the roots of our pain and pleasure within ourselves, we are reactive to external circumstances.  Sine we didn't learn to simply observe our emotions and honor them, sit with them, and grow from them, our response to external stimuli became increasingly emotionally toxic, which is the root of our cyclones of drama."

    "When we are raised to surpress our darker emotions, these emotions form a shadow from which we are cut off. When emotions are split from our consciousness, they lie dormant, ready to be activated at a moments notice, which is why so many of us erupt out of the blue. Whenever these emotions are triggered by another's shadow, we find ourselves upset with the person who evoked these emotions in us. Again, let me emphasize that no one could evoke such emotions in us were they not already part of our shadow. Not realizing this, we seek to ease our discomfort at having to confront our shadow by projecting these emtions onto the other. We then see them as the villain in the situation. So afraid are we to face our surrpressed emotions that whenever we recognize such emotions in another, we experience hatred, which leads to defiance, victimizing, and in some cases killing of the individual."  Dr Shefali

    Imagine what a baby picks up in dysfunctional homes?

    The swirling dark energies are absorbed due to no defenses to stop them.

    And, then these dark emotions become part of who you are.

    I know, that from my own experience this is all true.

    I had a huge cavern of unexpressed emotions that could and would erupt at the smallest of provocation.  I was a mine field of buried explosives. I, like my children, didn't know when it would erupt.

    I did blame them.

    My inner feelings towards them were defiant at best.  Until I understood the time travelers of long suppressed emotions.  

    I had a lifetime of feeling to feel.

    Once I felt the dark swirling emotions that comprise the make-up of incest and the apathy surrounding it, I was able then to feel goodness.

    I had to first fully embrace and swim in the dark.

    My children were spared each time I dunked under the waves of despair.

    I even recall trying to keep the energies within me or when they became to dark to go outside to release them. It was like I was contaminated…a toxic mess.

    I now feel that it is up to me to keep my inner landscape empty. To feel and express quickly what I feel.  

    By me fully owning my own energy field of dysfunctional emotions, my children will not feel its contents exploding in their lives.

    It is amazing in how accurate Dr.Shefali understands this.  My inner charge feels to be at zero. And, if in the future I explode.  I will know that there is something within me that needs to be expressed and understood.  A time traveler of suppressed emotion.  Something I absorbed in my childhood.

    Knowing my childhood…there was an incredible amount of dark energies that I took on…and I can be the one to transform them by feeling them.  Acknowledging they exist.  And, my children are the ones who will set off the charge.

    There is no need to search.

    When you are out of control and the emotions are drowning you.  It is then…you feel this.  See what and who you are trying to control so you don't have to feel.

    Release the messenger and be with the emotions…and release your need to control.

    On Memorial Day, we remember those who fought for our freedom.  How free are we inside of ourselves?  Does it matter to be living in the land of the free, when inside we are held prisoner by suppressed emotions.  

    We are too afraid to stop blaming others and to own our cyclone of emotions that are  out of control.  To fully own, the cause is coming from inside…

  • Out of control.

    More from "The Conscious Parent" by Dr. Shefali Tsabary…

    "Because we interact with our children based on how we were raised, before we know it – and despite our best intentions – we find ourselves recreating the dynamics of our own childhood. Let me illustrate how this happens by telling you ab out a mother and daughter I was privileged to help.  Jessica was a good student and the ideal daughter until her fourteenth year.  However, during the next two years, she turned into her mother's worst nightmare.  Lying, stealing, clubbing, and smoking her way through life, she became rude, defiant, and even violent. Being around her daughter, whose moods fluctuated by the minute, made Anya anxious.  Too deeply triggered by Jessica to contain her emotions, she unleashed her fury on her daughter yelling, screaming and calling her names a child should never be subjected to."

    "Anya knew that Jessica's behavior didn't warrant these extreme explosions of anger, but she could neither control her rage nor understand where it was coming from. Feeling incompetent, thinking herself a failure as a parent, she was unable to provide Jessica with the connection she needed."

    "In due course, Jessica confided in a school counselor that she had begun cutting herself."

    "When Anya learned how much pain Jessica was in, she contacted me for help. "It's as if I were six again," she shared.  "When my daughter yells at me, I feel the way I did when my mother yelled at me.  When she slams the door on me and shuts me out of her world, I feel as though I'm being punished, like I did something wrong. The difference is that whereas with my parents I could never protest, yell, or scream, now I can't stop.  Every time my daughter makes me feel like my parents made me feel, it's as if my world crashes around me and I lose my sanity."

    "The only way we could unlock the unconsciousness that Anya's daughter triggered in her was by revisiting the past, in particular her family of origin.  Anya's father was emotionally cold, which meant she felt starved for affection. Her mother "was just never there," Anya explained.  "Even when she was there physically, it was like she was never there. I was seven or eight when I began to know loneliness."

    "So great was the pain of Anya's isolation and lack of acceptance by her parents that she resolved to create a new personality. "I decided I would start acting just like mom, then dad would begin to love me as much as he loved her." Anya's mother was always well put together, beautifully dressed, on top of things.  "I changed from a girl inot a grown-up woman overnight," Anya recalls. "I began to exercise like crazy and did brilliantly in school."

    "Unfortunately, no matter how responsible Anya became, she was never good enough for her extremely strict father. One incident in particular led to a turning point. As Anya tells it: "I remember one day my father was annoyed with me because I wasn't sitting still to do my homework. Not a man of many words, he took me to the corner of the room and raised my arms in the air.  He then folded my knees and sent me to the floor. I knelt on the floor for the next two hours with my arms in the air. He didn't say a word the entire time. My mother didn't dare say anything either. No one looked me in the eye. I think that what hurt me more than the punishment was the lack of acknowledgment. I cried and begged for forgiveness, but no one seemed to hear me. After two hours, my father told me to get up and start studying. From that day on, I swore I would never get myself into trouble again. I swallowed my anger and hid beneath layers of resentment."

    "In the same way Anya had learned to be the "perfect" child, she had trained her daughter Jessica to be her little automation, devoid of emotional expression, super-responsible, perfectly controlled and manicured.  However, being a different spirit, Jessica could only take her mother's rigidity for her childhood years. The minute she was able to break free, she did.  Not having a sense of a center, her emotional pendulum now swung to the other extreme. The more Jessica rebelled, the more controlling and dominant Anya became. Finally Jessica snapped. So it was that the cutting began."

    "Through all her daughter's behavior, Anya only saw her own wounds, caused by her own parents' anger, rejection, and betrayal of her. Instead of seeing Jessica's rebellion as a cry for help, she interpreted it as undermining her role as a parent. This served as a reminder of how powerless and worthless her parents made her feel as a child. Only now, instead of becoming the "perfect daughter" as she had all those years ago in her parents' home, as a parent herself she fought back. The tragedy was that she was fighting with the wrong person."

    "Anya had no awareness that her daughter was behaving quite normally given the circumstances of her rigid upbringing. She couldn't see that Jessica was saying, "Enough of the charade. Wake up and notice that I'm a unique individual with different needs from you. I can't be yours to control any longer."

    "Jessica was in effect screaming for the release Anya could never claim for herself. She was the flag bearer of her mother's unfought war. Though she appeared "bad" in the eyes of the public, she was in truth being a dutiful daughter, enacting her mother's unlived past for her.  Through her antisocial behavior, she was facilitating her mother in finally expressing all that had been trapped inside her for decades. In terms of the journey of becoming a conscious parent, Jessica's "badness" was a service to her mother, the opportunity for Anya to revisit her childhood resentment and heartache.  Thus Anya was finally allowing herself to scream, letting out her emotional toxicity. Our children are generous in this way, willingly becoming receptacles for our misplaced emotions so we can ultimately set ourselves free. It's our unwillingness to walk toward this freedom that creates the illusion our children are "bad" and must be doing things maliciously."

    "If you understand that the inappropriate behavior of your children is a call to increased consciousness on your part, you are able to view the opportunities they afford you to grow differently. Instead of reacting to them, you look within yourself and ask why you react. In the asking, you open space for consciousness to rise."

    "It was only when Anya was able to revisit her childhood and undercover her anger toward her parents that she could release her daughter from the trap of "perfection" she herself had lived in all her life.  As she embarked on the process of freeing herself, she began losing layers of pretense she had cloaked herself in, slowly emerging as a vibrant, fun, easygoing, person who was full of joy. Her apology to her daughter for all the burdens she had insensitively placed on her allowed Jessica to heal her own wounds. Mother and daughter were helping each other emerge into the authentic beings they had really been all along."

    "The ways in which our past influences our present are indelible, yet paradoxically obstructed from plain view. This is why it takes someone close to us to mirror for us the wounds from our past, which is the reason our children are able to help us become free."

    "Unfortunately, we parents don't allow them to fulfill their spiritual purpose in our life. Instead, we seek to make them fulfill our egoic plans and fantasies."

    "How can we guide, protect, and provide for our children in the physical world, yet rigorously relinquish all sense of domination of their spirit, unless we have nurtured a free spirit within ourselves? If your spirit was squelched by parents who were divorced from their own emotional freedom, there is a risk you will squelch your own children. You might unconsciously engender in them the same pain you endured in your childhood, passing on the pain that has been handed down for generations. This is why it's so important to consciously free ourselves from our unconscious state and move toward an enlightened way of being." Dr. Shefali

    If the only thing you get from this….is this… if you are screaming at your kids, you are not free from your childhood pain.  

    This makes complete and total sense to me.  When I started to ask why I was reacting so poorly and sought to make changes IN MY behavior, I was becoming conscious as a parent.

    I also know, that the sheer volume of rage and resentment I had towards my kids was so wrongly directed. AND, once I course corrected the direction of my rage….to my parents. My children were set free…along with myself.

    We didn't have to be perfect…buried under layers of resentment.  I allowed myself to be angry etc.

    If your child is out of control, it is for you to heal…If you are screaming…it is for your parent or the one who hurt you in childhood, that you haven't had said your piece.

    Say your peace in the right direction and you will have peace.

    This book is for those who are tired of being out of control.