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    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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  • Victim Finds Her/His Voice

    "A mind convinced against its will, is of the same opinion still" Dale Carnegie.

    What makes us change our minds?

    Is it possible to enter into a dialogue and be persuaded to see life in a new light?

    What stops us from having an open mind; to see the other side?

    I am following a Facebook post where there are two distinct sides. 

    One side who is sharing their experiences of abuse and then those who have not experienced abuse.  

    A side shares how the church (FALC) or religion wasn't supportive.

    Another side claims that of course they would be….or are.

    The volley goes back and forth.

    Will there be a meeting of the minds on this subject?

    How can the dialogue grow into constructive helpful exchanges?

    What happens, in my experience, is that there are two firm sides.

    Are both right?

    Perhaps.

    One side hasn't experienced abuse so doesn't feel it is there.

    The other side has, and it is clear to them.

    However, what then would be the content of the church environment?

    Would it not be those who have been abused and then, those who have not.

    What I guess most are not agreeing with is the amount of abuse.

    The people of the church are weird on this subject, the concept even of there being a huge quantity of abuse within the families who go to this church.

    IF, this were a school, that their children attended, they would withdraw in a heartbeat.

    But, this is different.

    It isn't about the brick and mortar building.

    It isn't about the families themselves.

    IT IS about their faith and way to heaven one day.

    They literally can't leave.

    Nor can they be a believer in the 'badness' of the people of faith.

    It literally would chip away at the wholeness of their belief.

    I have spoke to mothers within the church and when abuse is mentioned within the families that they are part of. When they ask what they can do to keep their children safe, I say, the best you can do is exit the church.  They bulk.  They stop. They refuse to do "that" to keep their children safe.

    I know leaving a church is actually harder for some than staying away from family members that are abusive.

    Both are the only thing that will reduce the threat of abuse for your small child.

    Each time I enter into a conversation like this on line, in a short time, I am told to 'get over it and move along'.  Like, I am the one that is coloring the church with bold strokes of abuse.

    It isn't me.

    I can move along.

    I can be silent.

    I can stop responding to victims.

    AND still abuse will rage on.

    In fact, the best supporter of abusers are those strong unconvinced minds. 

    OH do they love you.

    No matter what ill behavior they go to court for you will refuse to see them in a darker light.

    It is you, "of the same opinion" that are the front lines for the abusers.

    You are their protectors.

    They need you to believe in their innocence.

    To fight us victims.

    To belittle and berate our allegations and experiences of abuse.

    As you do battle with the victims, the abusers are set free.

    I now know, there is nothing I can do with a mind convinced against its will.

    I enter into the conversations for the victims that are brave enough to break their silence.

    We have the conversations NOT for you who are so convinced that the FALC is mostly Lily White, brushed clean from the forgiveness of sins.

    We have the conversations to empower the victims to use their voice.

    To regain the power lost from abuse.

    Speaking out is the answer to the silence of abuse.

    We break the silence, share our stories to take back control of our worlds.

    We don't need your agreement in order to do this.

    Each time a new conversation is started another brave victim finds her/his voice.

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  • A New Path to Walk

    "Will I Ever Be Good Enough?" by Karyl McBride, strikes cords of familiar experiences.  It makes the crazy making making up mind, appear normal.  We are not nuts, we responded in kind to the landscapes of our childhood. We grew distorted from the maternal narcissism. 

    Here are the 6 faces of narcissistic mothers.

    The Six Faces of Maternal Narcissism

    But enough about me. Let’s talk about you. What do YOU think of me? —Bette Midler as CC Bloom in Beaches6

    My research has identified six types of narcissistic mothers, all within the engulfing-ignoring spectrum. I call them “the six faces.” As you explore this list, please understand that your mother can be primarily one type or a combination of several of these. In addition, the engulfing and ignoring mom can be interwoven into any of the following types.

    THE FLAMBOYANT-EXTROVERT The flamboyant-extrovert is the mother about whom movies are made. She’s a public entertainer, loved by the masses, but secretly feared by her intimate house partners and children. If you can perform in her show, too, all the better. If you can’t, you’d better watch out. She is noticeable, flashy, fun, and “out there.” Some love her, but you despise the outward masquerade she performs for the world. For you know that you don’t really matter to her and her show, except in how you make her look to the rest of the world. Seeing how the world responds to her confuses you. You see that she doesn’t offer the same warmth and charisma to you, her child, as she does to others— to friends, colleagues, family, even to strangers. “If she could only love me, then she could be whatever she wants to be and I wouldn’t care,” you feel. You desperately want her to know you and to let you be yourself too. More often than not, these mothers lead charmed lives and want their daughters to fit into their social world and conform to their mold.

    THE ACCOMPLISHMENT-ORIENTED To the accomplishment-oriented mother, what you achieve in life is paramount. Success depends on what you do, not who you are. She expects you to perform at the highest possible level. This mom is very proud of her children’s good grades, tournament wins, admission into the right college, and graduation with the pertinent degrees. She loves to brag about them too. But if you do not become what your accomplishment-oriented mother thinks you should, and accomplish what she thinks is important, she is deeply embarrassed, and may even respond with a rampage of fury and rage. A confusing dynamic is at play here. Often, while the daughter is trying to achieve a given goal, the mother is not supportive because it takes away from her and the time the daughter has to spend on her. Yet if the daughter achieves what she set out to do, the mother beams with pride at the awards banquet or performance. What a mixed message. The daughter learns not to expect much support unless she becomes a great hit, which sets her up for low self-esteem and an accomplishment-oriented lifestyle.

     

    THE PSYCHOSOMATIC MOTHER -The psychosomatic mother uses illness and aches and pains to manipulate others, to get her way, and to focus attention on herself. She cares little for those around her, including her daughter, or their needs. If your mother was like this, the only way you were able to get attention from her was to take care of her. If you failed to respond to her, or even rebelled against her behavior, Mom would play the victim by becoming more ill or have an illness-related crisis to redirect your attention and make you feel guilty. I call this the “illness control method.” It is very effective. If the daughter does not respond, she looks bad and feels like a loser who can’t be nice to her mother. The most important thing to the psychosomatic mother is that her daughter be there to care for her and understand her. Many times the psychosomatic mother uses her illnesses to escape from her feelings or from having to deal with a difficulty in life. The daughter will commonly hear from her father or other family members, “Don’t tell your mother. It will upset her or make her sick.” Some daughters learn that being sick themselves brings some attention from their psychosomatic mothers because illness provides a common bond. The mother can relate to illness and is able to communicate about it with the daughter, but the daughter must be careful not to be sicker than her mother is, because the mother will not feel cared for, which she is entitled to.

    THE ADDICTED In Rebecca Wells’s novel Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, Sidda describes the sound of her mother’s voice as “the cacophony of five jiggers of bourbon.” Although “two thousand miles apart, Sidda could hear the ice cubes clinking” as she talks to her mother on the phone. She then says, “If anyone ever made a movie about her childhood, that would be the soundtrack.” 8

    The parent with a substance-abuse problem will always seem narcissistic, because the addiction speaks louder than anything else. Sometimes when an abuser sobers up, the narcissistic behavior goes away. Sometimes not. But while users are using, their focus is always on themselves and their god, the addiction. Children of alcoholics and other substance abusers know this well: The bottle or the drug of choice always comes before anything or anyone else. Substance abuse is an effective way to mask feelings. Clearly, the mother who shows up drunk at her daughter’s choir concert is not thinking of her daughter’s needs.

    THE SECRETLY MEAN The secretly mean mother does not want others to know she is abusive to her children. She usually has a public self and a private self, which are quite different. Daughters of the secretly mean describe their mothers as being kind, loving, and attentive when out in public, and abusive and cruel at home. It is hard not to feel significant resentment toward your mother for this, especially if she fooled a lot of people outside the family. If you had this mother, you know how awful this inconsistent behavior feels. In church your mother has her arm around you and gives you some gum from her purse with a warm smile. At home, when you ask for the gum, or reach out to her, you get slapped and demeaned. This mother is capable of announcing in public, “I am so proud of my daughter. Isn’t she beautiful?” and then saying at home, “You really should lose some weight, your hair is a mess, and you dress like a slut.” These unpredictable, opposite messages are crazy-making.

    THE EMOTIONALLY NEEDY While all narcissistic mothers are emotionally needy at some level, some show this characteristic more openly than others. These mothers wear their emotions on their sleeves and expect their daughters to take care of them, a losing proposition for children, who are expected to calm their mothers, listen to their adult problems, and solve problems with her. Of course, these children’s feelings are neglected and you are unlikely to get anywhere near the same nurturance that you are expected to provide.

    Now that you’ve had this inside look at many different types of narcissistic mothers, it is important to emphasize a few things. First of all, our mothers weren’t born this way. They most likely faced insurmountable barriers to love and empathy when they were children. In part 3 of this book, one of your challenges will be to explore your mother’s background, so that you will have a deeper understanding of the reasons for her behavior. This does not take away your pain, but allows you to empathize and forgive her to a degree that will help your recovery. No narcissist operates in a vacuum. In the next chapter, we’ll do some family study and take a look at the rest of the narcissistic nest.  Karyl

     

    When I copied the above, I did not copy the examples of each type of mother, just gave you the definition.  

    What has stayed with me over the past few days, is how the affects of being raised as a narcissistic is becoming one.  We who were raised not to have our own feelings, WILL depend upon others to help us with our feelings.

    I know, there will be many who will think that I have sunk to a new low, that now I am lambasting my mother, to the extent of finding NO good within her.  Not only was she married to a pedophile, she was also in her own right, abusive with her maternal narcissism.

    That is the makeup of my parents. It is in this environment that I was raised in. And, it totally explains why I was the way I was.

    Without acknowledging and accepting who they were, I cannot find out who am I.

    In the book, she isn't intent on blaming. She is however, into finding the answers to why we didn't automatically have an inner sense of self – self-love and worthiness.

    Unless you have experienced the solid dense unfeeling inside, you can't know how puzzling this is.

    The greatest feelings I had for my parents were not on the scope of what a child should have for their parents.  Mine were weird.  Fear, Resentment, rage, angst, trying to be good enough, not being able to just be me….etc.

    Absent was the comfort and care and feeling of safety.

    The nurturing feelings never showed up.

    Until, I began mothering myself.

    I would say the most like my mother is the EMOTIONALLY NEEDY and SECRETLY MEAN.

    And, these would have been my labels as well.  I also only noticed, what my kids did or didn't do for me.  I was all about the doings…not about the being who they were born to be.

    Reading this book and seeing the lay of the land has been helpful on so many levels. It as I said, explains how I grew to be who I was…and even how I was able to undo the damage over a long period of time. 

    My adult children all lived at home for a period of about 3 years.  I knew then, it was so I could re-do my program of mothering. I had the opportunity to show them a new mother.

    While it doesn't erase away the affects of my maternal narcissistic mothering, it did however give them a start on a new pathway.

    It released them from my narcissistic expectations of them.

    I am so very grateful to have been given the opening to see who my mother was and to change the way I mothered.  The difference between maternal nurturing and maternal narcissism is so wide; there are no common denominators.

    One has a woman who is secure in her own self – her own self-love and worthiness.

    The other has no sense of who she is inside. She is a stranger to herself. She relies solely on others to create her.  She is at the will of the world as her emotions are ruled by others.  All her intents to love come out as abuse.  She is loveless.  Unloving. Self absorbed.

    My parents were the perfect match. Inside of both of them lay the un-expressed wounds of their childhoods.  That is the program and legacy they passed on.

    Unless and until you see who your parents ARE, you will pass along your wounds. You cannot love yourself while you are still in love or protecting a narcissistic parent.

    It is impossible to feel the love of self, until you feel the absence of maternal/paternal love.

    While this book may seem like the second blow I swung to our family, it is actually the second gift in understanding our past.  The key to undoing the distorted love.

    We need to find out what is contorted. What is twisted out of shape?

    Is it us?

    Were we born this way?

    I love how reality is always kinder.

    When I saw the narcissistic ways of my parents, I was then able to see myself without the distorted love image.

    This inner distorted image we are given being raised by self-absorbed people is that we are worthless and not good enough. 

    Once you see the reality, you see yourself as being worthy.

    "The soul felt it's worth"….

    And, once you know this, you can't not know it.

    The difference of living from the place of value, compared to no value is like breathing or not breathing. Living or not living. Free or not free.  Love or fear.

    While it may seem like a mission to destroy your parents, it is actually the mission to destroy the distorted sense of self you were given.

    Our new self discovery will change the legacy of our family.

    Their pain wasn't all in vain.

    Some of us, found a new path to walk.

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  • Soul Danced

    More from "Will I Ever Be Good Enough" by Karyl McBride.

    "Self-trust, self-love, and self-knowledge can be taught to a daughter only by a mother who possesses those qualities herself. Furthermore, to pass them on successfully, a mother needs to have created an engaged and balanced relationship with her daughter. One of the problems with narcissism is that it does not allow for balance. Daughters of narcissistic mothers live in family environments that are extreme. True to their legacy of distorted love, which has been carried over from generation to generation, most narcissistic mothers either severely over-parent (the engulfing mother) or severely under-parent (the ignoring mother). Although these two parenting styles are seemingly opposite, to a child raised with either narcissistic style, the impact of the opposite is the same. Your self-image becomes distorted and feelings of insecurity seem impossible to shake.

    The engulfing mother smothers, seemingly unaware of her daughter’s unique needs or desires. Perhaps you were raised like this. If so, it is likely that the natural talents you had, the dreams you wanted to pursue, and maybe even the relationships most important to you were rarely nurtured. Your mother constantly sent messages to you about who she needed you to be, instead of validating who you really were. Desperate to merit her love and approval, you conformed, and in the process, lost yourself.

     If you were raised by an ignoring mother, the message she gave you over and over was that you were invisible. She simply did not have enough room in her heart for you. As a result, you were dismissed and discounted. Children with severe ignoring mothers do not receive even the most basic requirements of food, shelter, clothing or protection, let alone guidance and emotional support. Lack of a consistent home environment may have made you feel insecure, unhealthy, or unsuccessful at school. Emotional and physical neglect sends you the message that you don’t matter.

    Having a narcissistic mother, whether she is engulfing or ignoring, makes individuation— a separate sense of self— difficult for a daughter to accomplish. Daughters with unmet emotional needs keep going back to their mothers, hoping to gain their love and respect at a later date. Daughters who have a full emotional “tank” have the confidence to separate in a healthy fashion, and move on into adulthood. Later, in the recovery chapter, we will address this in greater depth. For now, let’s look at the different faces of engulfing and ignoring mothers and their effects on daughters. Karyl

     

    Here is what was puzzling even to me.  I was a narcissistic mother and did not know it.

    The devastating moment in my life when my world fell apart, was when I found a very small self that I followed.  This self is the self that was hidden far beneath the layers of narcissism.

    The self that the church didn't want.

    The self that my mother didn't see.

    The self that I never even knew existed.

    I was self-less, worthless and never enough.  And, when I mothered from there, I gave distorted love.  I didn't see my children as themselves; but an extension of me.  

    On the spectrum I was; perhaps not the worst, but I was clearly there.

    I had to be.

    Coming from whence I came.

    While I have written about my waking up from denial or that denial is my mental illness.  I didn't know that it had a more clinical name.  Narcissism.

    I can clearly remember how I would mother from the far poles of extremes. 

    I can also remember being mothered that way.

    Where it was either all controlling or nothing at all.

    The silence of disapproval deafening.

    The widest hole or biggest gap in the dialogue between me and my estranged family IS the middle.

    Its option isn't available to us.

    They don't even know they are wearing a spectrum of narcissism.

    I find this wildly exciting and completely horrifying to be a recovering narcissistic.

    But my life and world makes more sense.

    I had such issues with my mother, that did seem to go beyond her religious zealous, but I couldn't define it, until this book.

    I knew she played a bigger part in my own dysfunction…that was equal to or greater than my father's sexual abuse.

    I marvel at the hurdles I have had to overcome to be at peace and love myself.

    In the recovery part of the book, we are supposed to come up with "gifts" from our narcissistic parents. That no one is all bad. We did receive good from them too.

    I don't know what my list would hold.

    What good has come from them?

    Perhaps I will need more distance to see this.

    My recovery may be too new.

    The wound barely healed.

    My sights have been on what I have denied, the bad destructive behaviors that I called normal had to be uncovered, felt, and re-worked.

    I will let the list be for now.

    What I know for sure, is how grateful I am to have been given the opportunity to live a life the opposite from being a narcissistic. To be free and self-loving. To live from the middle.

    I also know, that when I find myself in the land of extremes, it is another aspect of narcissism I have to heal.

    What also came to me today, as I pondered the book, was that my estranged family too are on the spectrum. They also have experienced maternal narcissism as their nurturing. 

    As we are separated physically, we are completely attached via the legacy of distorted love that we were given.

    The reason we can't communicate and understand each other is they are still speaking the language of distorted love and I don't love like that no more.

    How grateful am I that I was able to finally see myself. Even if the self was so small it was barely discernible. 

    This little spark is what I mothered, while I simultaneously mothered my children.

    Each sense of self and love, and self trust that grew, so did my ability to nurture.

    It is wildly incredible that a raging narcissist was in charge of healing me. 

    Of recovering the little innocent girl and allowing that little girl to overcome the narcissistic.

    Amazing.

    I knew that there was a mental lady in charge of me finding myself.

    and, loving myself.

    Trusting that the small little self could lead me towards love, peace and joy!

    And, she did!

    Perhaps that is the gift I am most grateful for. 

    The mental lady allowed me to take the lead.

    And, my soul danced!

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  • “Will I Ever Be Good Enough”

    "Will I Ever Be Enough" by Dr. Karyl McBride was recommended to me.  

    I listened to 9 chapters on the mail route yesterday, and then bought the kindle edition, because there are many things I want to share on this blog.

    I didn't think that I would learn more about myself and my mother, but I was wrong.

    I have contributed all my 'mental-ness' from either sexual abuse or the cult-like religion and its impacts upon me, when in fact, a huge section of who I was/am is due to maternal narcissism.

    Who knew???

    This completes the puzzle of me!

    Here is some of what is in this book.  (this is a very long post, but packed with information that helps me understand the relationship between my mother and I)

    "The more I learned about maternal narcissism, the more my experience, my sadness, and my lack of memory made sense. This understanding was the key to my beginning to recover my own sense of identity, apart from my mother. I became more centered, taking up what I now call substantial space, no longer invisible (even to myself) and not having to make myself up as I go along. Without understanding, we flail around, we make mistakes, feel deep unworthiness, and sabotage ourselves and our lives."

    "I realized that there are mothers who are so emotionally needy and self-absorbed that they are unable to give unconditional love and emotional support to their daughters."

    Below is a questionnaire I heard.  

    What is amazing to me, is first, the term maternal narcissism.  And secondly, the effects of being raised by one.  I would like to note, that these narcissistic mothers, don't treat all their children the same.  And, IF you have a caring, empathetic grandmother or aunt who you spent time with, it can reduce the impact of their behavior.  My experience of my mother will not be the same for others in the family. Also narcissistic mothers treat daughters differently than sons. 

     

     

    Questionnaire: Does Your Mother Have Narcissistic Traits?

    Mothers with only a few traits can negatively affect their daughters in insidious ways. (Check all those that apply to your relationship with your mother— now or in the past.)

     

    1.When you discuss your life issues with your mother, does she divert the discussion to talk about herself?

    2. When you discuss your feelings with your mother, does she try to top the feelings with her own?

    3. Does your mother act jealous of you?

    4. Does your mother lack empathy for your feelings?

    5. Does your mother support only those things you do that reflect on her as a good mother?

    6. Have you consistently felt a lack of emotional closeness with your mother?

    7. Have you consistently questioned whether or not your mother likes you or loves you?

    8. Does your mother do things for you only when others can see?

    9. When something happens in your life (accident, illness, divorce), does your mother react with how it will affect her rather than how you feel?

    10. Is your mother overly conscious of what others think (neighbors, friends, family, coworkers)?

    11. Does your mother deny her own feelings?

    12. Does your mother blame things on you or others rather than own

    13. Is your mother hurt easily and does she carry a grudge for a long time without resolving the problem?

    14. Do you feel you were a slave to your mother?

    15. Do you feel you were responsible for your mother’s ailments or sickness (headaches, stress, illness)?

    16. Did you have to take care of your mother’s physical needs as a child?

    17. Do you feel unaccepted by your mother?

    18. Do you feel your mother is critical of you?

    19. Do you feel helpless in the presence of your mother?

    20. Are you shamed often by your mother?

    21. Do you feel your mother knows the real you?

    22. Does your mother act like the world should revolve around her?

    23. Do you find it difficult to be a separate person from your mother?

    24. Does your mother want to control your choices?

    25. Does your mother swing from egotistical to depressed mood?

    26. Does your mother appear phony to you?

    27. Did you feel you had to take care of your mother’s emotional needs as a child?

    28. Do you feel manipulated in the presence of your mother?

    29. Do you feel valued by your mother for what you do, rather than for who you are?

    30. Is your mother controlling, acting like a victim or martyr?

    31. Does your mother make you act different from how you really feel?

    32. Does your mother compete with you?

    33. Does your mother always have to have things her way?

    Note: All of these questions relate to narcissistic traits. The more questions you checked, the more likely your mother has narcissistic traits and  this has caused some difficulty for you as a daughter and an adult.

     

     

    "When you grow up in a family where maternal narcissism dominated, as an adult you go through each day trying your hardest to be a “good girl” and do the right thing. You believe that if you do your best to please people, you’ll earn the love and respect you crave. Still, you hear familiar inner voices delivering negative messages that weaken your self-respect and confidence. If you are a daughter of a narcissistic mother, you likely have heard the following internalized messages repeatedly throughout your life:

    • I’m not good enough.

    • I’m valued for what I do rather than for who I am.

    • I’m unlovable.

    Because you have heard such self-negating messages year after year— messages that are the result of inadequate emotional nurturing when you were little:

    • You feel emptiness inside, and a general lack of contentment.

    • You long to be around sincere, authentic people.

    • You struggle with love relationships.

    • You fear you will become like your mother.

    • You worry about being a good parent.

    • You have great difficulty trusting people.

    • You feel you had no role model for being a healthy, well-adjusted woman. 

    • You sense that your emotional development is stunted.

    • You have trouble being a person separate from your mother.

    • You find it difficult to experience and trust your own feelings.

    • You feel uncomfortable around your mother.

    • You find it difficult to create an authentic life of your own.

    Even if you experience only a few of these feelings, that’s a lot of anxiety and discomfort to carry around. As you learn more about the mother-daughter dynamic associated with maternal narcissism, it will become clear to you how you came to feel as you do.

    My research into maternal narcissism identified ten common relationship issues that occur between mothers and daughters when the mother is narcissistic. You may relate to all or only some of these issues, depending on where your mother falls on the maternal narcissism spectrum, from a few traits to the full-blown narcissistic personality disorder. Let’s take a look at these ten mother-daughter dynamics associated with maternal narcissism, which I refer to as “the ten stingers.” To help us better understand how these dynamics get played out in real life, I’ve illustrated them with clinical examples from my practice as well as… 

    THE TEN STINGERS 

    1.You find yourself constantly attempting to win your mother’s love, attention, and approval, but never feel able to please her. Both big and little girls want to please their mothers and feel their approval. Beginning early in life, it is important for children to receive attention, love, and approval— but the approval needs to be for who they are as individuals, not for what their parents want them to be. But narcissistic mothers are highly critical of their daughters, never accepting them for who they are. \

    • If Madison Avenue ever needed to come up with a commercial aimed at daughters of narcissistic mothers, my client Jennifer could have provided them with the perfect image. During our first session, she told me that she felt like standing on a street corner holding a sign that read “Will Work for Love.”

    Jennifer recalled always trying hard to please her mother, but one story from her childhood was particularly telling. One day in a department store, she watched her mother hold a beautiful little coin purse and understood how much  her mother wanted it. She vowed somehow to get it for her, even though she was only eight years old and it was expensive. She skipped lunches at school for weeks on end until she had saved enough money to buy the elegant purse for her mom. She wrapped it in shiny red paper and saved the surprise for Christmas. On Christmas morning, she eagerly awaited her mother’s reaction to the gift, but was crushed when her mom accused her of stealing it and threw it across the room, screaming, “I don’t want a gift from a thief!”

    • Mindy describes herself as a “messy type” and her mother as “Ms. Anal Retentive— a clean freak.” She told me, “I tried for years to be clean and organized to get her approval, but I am not like her. I am right-brained. I try to keep things organized and neat, but clutter happens to me against my will. I guess I’m the creative type, and she didn’t like that. I’m now fifty years old, and still when Mom comes to visit, she can’t withhold her disapproval if the newspapers are scattered across the living room floor.”

    • Lynette never could get her mother’s approval. Her mom was an accomplished pianist, and Lynette strove to be just like her. Although she spent years studying piano and giving recitals, she could never live up to her mom’s expectations. “Mom still clucks when I make mistakes,” she told me. Lynette decided that maybe her choice of boyfriend would finally do the trick. “When I met my husband, I thought to myself, Wait till she meets this guy. She’ll love him and be happy that I chose him. I was hoping that she would adore him and that would finally give me the approval I needed. But after meeting him, she actually asked me if I thought he was cute, because she thought he looked a little rough around the edges and not as refined as she had hoped.”

    • Bridget remembers giving her mother gifts to prove her love. She felt particularly sad about a Mother’s Day plaque she gave her mom, with the phrase “World’s Best Mom” printed on it. “Mom really didn’t like it. She hung it up for a while and then took it down and gave it back to me. Mom said it didn’t fit her decor when she redecorated her kitchen. I still have it. I just gave up after a while.”

    2. Your mother emphasizes the importance of how it looks to her rather than how it feels to you. “It’s much better to look good than to feel good” could easily be a narcissistic mother’s mantra. Looking good to friends, family, and neighbors, rather than feeling good inside, is what’s most important to her. A narcissistic mother sees you as an extension of herself, and if you look good, so does she. It may appear on the surface that she is concerned about you, but at the end of the day it is really all about her and the impression she makes upon others. How you look and act is important to her only because it reflects her own tenuous self-worth. Whenever you are not on display and can’t be seen by others, you become less visible to her. Sadly, how you feel inside is not really important to her.

    • Twenty-eight-year-old Constance tells me, “My mother is involved in every aspect of my life: how skinny I am, the clothes I wear, the right hair color, even my career. I’ve never been fat, but she put me on diet pills when I was 12 and started doing my makeup for me when I was 15, explaining, ‘Men leave women who let themselves go.’ When I disagree with her taste, she demeans and criticizes me. Even now as an adult, when I go home I make sure to have my ‘mother look’ in place. I starve myself for two weeks before the visit to be thin enough.”

    • Gladys reported moments in her childhood when her mother tried to be a good mom. “But she could never just put her arms around me to comfort me. One time I had lost out on an audition for a high school play, and I felt sorely dejected. I just needed a hug. I think she felt bad for me, but she couldn’t tune in to my feelings. Instead, she did the strangest thing. She went out and bought me some go-go boots and proudly announced that if I felt bad inside, at least I could look good the next day at school. Now I wonder if she was the one who was embarrassed that I lost the audition.”

    3. Your mother is jealous of you. Mothers are usually proud of their children and want them to shine. But a narcissistic mother may perceive her daughter as a threat. You may have noticed that whenever you draw attention away from your mother, you’ll suffer retaliation, put-downs, and punishments. A narcissistic mother can be jealous of her daughter for many reasons: her looks, material possessions, accomplishments, education, and even the girl’s relationship with her father. This jealousy is particularly difficult for her daughter, as it carries a double message: “Do well so that Mother is proud, but don’t do too well or you will outshine her.”

    • Samantha has always been the petite one in the family. She says that most of her relatives are overweight, including her mother, who is obese. When Samantha was 22, her mother ripped her clothes out of the closet and threw them to the bedroom floor, exclaiming, “Who can wear a size four these days? Who do you think you are? You must be anorexic, and we’d better get you some help!”

    • Felice, 32, told me, “My mother always wanted me to be pretty, but not too pretty. I had a cute little waist, but if I wore a belt that defined my waistline, she told me I looked like a slut.”

    • Mary sadly reported, “Mom tells me I’m ugly, but then I am supposed to go out there and be drop-dead gorgeous! I was a homecoming queen candidate and Mom acted proud with her friends but punished me. There’s this crazy-making message: The real me is ugly, but I am supposed to fake it in the real world? I still don’t get it.”

    4. Your mother does not support your healthy expressions of self, especially when they conflict with her own needs or threaten her. When children are growing up, they need to be able to experience new things and learn to make decisions about what they like and don’t like. This is partly how we develop a sense of self. When mothers are narcissistic, they control their child’s interests and activities so that they revolve around what the mothers find interesting, convenient, or nonthreatening. They do not encourage what their daughters truly want or need. This can even extend to a daughter’s decision to have a child of her own.

    • In the movie Terms of Endearment, the family is at the dinner table when the daughter announces that she is pregnant. Her mother screams and runs from the room, saying that she is not ready to be a grandmother. Clearly, the daughter’s pregnancy is not about her— it’s all about her mother!

    • Like the daughter in the film, Jeri’s ability to express herself was inhibited by her mother’s inability to see beyond her own needs. Jeri was always artistic as a child and began winning awards for her art in the third grade. Later she won an award for a painting that included a full scholarship to an art school, but she never took advantage of it. “I never got to use the scholarship,” Jeri told me, “because my mother didn’t want to drive me to the school. She thought it was a hassle.”

    • Ruby longed to be involved in various school activities, but when she got the lead in the school musical, her mother was furious. “You don’t have time to go to all of those rehearsals! You won’t be able to get everything else done around here,” she screamed. Her mother made Ruby do all the household chores each day before she could even begin her schoolwork, let alone memorize her lines in the play. Ruby’s mother gave her a hard time throughout the rehearsal period of the play, but when the night of the performance came around and Ruby did a good job in spite of her mother, Mom threw a huge party for her own friends to celebrate “my daughter the star.” Yet none of Ruby’s friends were invited to the party and Ruby’s mother somehow forgot to tell her she did a good job.

    • A mother can feel so threatened by her daughter’s success that she won’t even bring herself to attend a graduation. Maria told me that her mom gave the excuse that she couldn’t attend Maria’s college graduation because it was too hot that day. Maria wasn’t surprised; her mother had never shared any of the trust fund money left by Maria’s late father but had used it on herself, rather than helping her daughter pay for college as her father had intended. “I had to work my ass off to put myself through college and never got a dime from her,” Maria told me.

    5. In your family, it’s always about Mom. Even though “It’s all about Mom” is one of the central themes throughout this book, I’ve added this stinger here to illustrate some specific examples of how this plays out in the mother-daughter aspect of her life. The doctor had started her on antidepressants, and for the first time in a long time she hoped that she would be feeling better soon. She told her mother that she was about to try Prozac and showed her the prescription bottle. Her mother grabbed the bottle and threw away the pills, saying, “How could you do this to me? Have I been that bad a mother?”

    • “It’s all about Mom” can play out in fairly obvious displays of maternal competition. Penny’s mother usurped the spotlight that normally would have been on the daughter before her wedding. “I had seen a beautiful silver sugar bowl and creamer at a local shop, and told my family that I planned to buy these items with the wedding money we had received. But when I went back to the store the following week to buy the set, it was gone. I thought nothing more about it until Christmas morning, when I was opening presents with my family. My mother had gotten a gift of that very sugar bowl and creamer from my dad. Turns out she had sent him to the shop I’d told them about— to get it for her. Then to top it off, she used the silver set to upstage me at a pre-wedding party. In the South it is customary before the wedding to have a tea and set up a table to show off your wedding gifts. My mother actually arranged a display table of her own. After people looked at my table, my mother would say, ‘Now come here and look at the really beautiful sugar and creamer I got.’ She never realized how her competitiveness affected me.” Penny’s mother goes to elaborate lengths to demonstrate that it’s all about her.

    6. Your mother is unable to empathize. Lack of empathy is a trademark of narcissistic mothers. When a daughter grows up with a mother who is incapable of empathy, she feels unimportant; her feelings are invalidated. When this happens to a young girl, an older girl, or even a grown woman, she often gives up talking about herself or tuning in to her own feelings.

    • Alice was distraught over her divorce, and her mother constantly pressed her for details, which didn’t help. She would ask Alice, “Who’s getting the house? What about custody issues? Which attorney did you hire?” Reluctantly, Alice answered all her mother’s questions, but when she tried to express how the divorce was making her feel, her mother would have none of it. Instead, she focused on how much alimony Alice should ask for and what her attorney should be doing. Unable to tune in to Alice’s emotional pain, her mother made her daughter feel unimportant. Alice kept asking herself, “But what about how I feel? Do I matter?”

    7. Your mother can’t deal with her own feelings. Narcissists don’t like to deal with feelings— including their own. Many daughters I’ve worked with grew up denying or repressing their real feelings in order to put on an act they learned their mother wanted to see. These daughters describe their mothers as going “stone cold” or “fading into the woodwork” when feelings are discussed. Some report that their mother can express only anger, which she does often. When a mother’s emotional range is limited to cold, neutral, or angry, and she doesn’t allow herself or her daughter to express her true feelings, the two will have a superficial relationship with very little emotional connection.

     

    • Brenda tells me, “My mother deals with feelings like a hurricane. Everything in her path gets destroyed. She yells a lot and swears a lot. It’s always everybody else’s fault. She doesn’t deal with her feelings.”

    • Helen was on a wonderful European trip after she graduated from college. She had met a guy and was thinking of marrying him. She eagerly called her mother back in the States to discuss her feelings. Mom said, “I don’t want to discuss this,” and hung up on her. To this day, Helen still wonders what her mother was thinking. Yet, even though Helen is in her forties now, she has never asked her mother about this emotionally charged incident. She learned early in life never to bring up “feelings” issues.

    • Stacy wanted very badly to discuss her childhood with her mother, which she’d never been able to do, because her mother would get too angry. But Stacy had been in therapy and made great strides toward her own recovery. She planned to have a long talk with her parents when they were in town for a visit. This time she felt the changes she’d gone through would help her communicate differently with her mother. In her backyard, chatting about the children and the family barbecue they would have that day, Stacy mentioned to her mother that she would love to be able to speak openly with her, as she now does with her own children, but as soon as she brought up childhood feelings, her mother began to drift away and become preoccupied with weeding the garden. Rather than get angry, her mother clammed up and completely withdrew, leaving Stacy virtually alone. After an uncomfortable moment of silence, Stacy and her mother went back to talking about the food for the family get-together, as though nothing had happened. When Stacy described this to me in therapy, I asked her how it felt. She had no words, but tears fell as she sat very still for a few minutes. Then with a sigh, she said, “There is no me; there can’t be with her.” Stacy saw that her mother can’t deal with her own feelings or her daughter’s, and that the emotional distance from her mother was truly unbridgeable.

    8. Your mother is critical and judgmental. It is very hard for an adult to get over being constantly criticized or judged as a child. We become overly sensitive about everything. Narcissistic mothers are often critical and judgmental because of their own fragile sense of self. They use their daughters as scapegoats for their bad feelings about themselves, and blame them for their own unhappiness and insecurity. Children— and sometimes adults— don’t understand that the reason Mom is so critical is because she feels bad about herself, so instead of recognizing the criticism as unjust or a product of their mothers’ frustration, they absorb it. (“ I must be bad, or Mother would not be treating me like this.”) These negative messages from our early upbringing become internalized— we believe them to be true— causing us great difficulties later in life. A narcissistic mother’s criticisms create a deep feeling within her daughter that she is “never good enough.” It is incredibly hard to shake.

    • Marilyn’s unique talents were overlooked by her mother, who could focus only on— and criticize— what she perceived as Marilyn’s faults. Her mother was a good dancer and valued people who were “into music,” particularly those who could dance well. She sent Marilyn to ballet and tap lessons as soon as she could walk and talk. But Marilyn was a singer, not a dancer. “Mom told me I was unteachable— a klutz. She would even tell this to her friends, and I remember them laughing about it. Even though I was good at singing, all she could say was, ‘Too bad she can’t dance.’  ”

    • When Sharon married her third husband, she was afraid to announce the news to her parents because she knew her mother would be wary and critical. After Sharon told them the exciting news, her mother said, “I could get a spot in Guinness World Records. I could tell them I have only one daughter, but three sons-in-law!” Sharon cried almost the entire hour when she told me this story, and I have to admit, I cried with her.

    • Ann related in therapy that she tries hard to be independent, but her mother has affected how she views the world and feels about herself. “I’m insecure about my abilities. I always sense that my mother is looking over my shoulder, and if I make the tiniest error it’s like she’s there judging me. Everything I do has a piece of ‘What would Mom think?’ in it. She’s always a voice in my head.”

    9. Your mother treats you like a friend, not a daughter. In a healthy mother-daughter relationship, the mother acts parental and takes care of the child. The daughter should be able to rely on her mother for nurturing, not the other way around. During the childrearing years, the two should not be friends or peers. But because mothers with narcissistic traits usually did not receive proper parenting themselves, they are like needy children inside. With their own daughters, they have a captive audience, a built-in source for the attention, affection, and love they crave. As a result, they often relate to their children as friends rather than offspring, using them to prop themselves up and meet their emotional needs. Sometimes being a supportive friend to her mother is the only way for the daughter to get positive strokes from Mom. The daughter may fall into the friend role willingly, not even realizing there is something terribly wrong with the arrangement until much later in life.

    • Ever since Tracy can remember, her relationship with her mother was like being best friends. She says, “I was only 12, and I would hang out with Mom and her friends. I would cut her friends’ hair, and we would all go on diets together. My mom and I were totally enmeshed. She would tell me everything about her friends, my dad and their relationship, including the sexual stuff. It didn’t matter that I was uncomfortable hearing all that. She needed me to be there for her.”

    • Cheryl’s mother was a single parent and dated constantly. When she arrived home from dates, she would tell Cheryl all about the man she dated, what they did and how she felt about him. “My mom’s total life was about dating, and I had to hear about every escapade. I really wanted Mom to be into me and what I was doing, but we always had to talk about her boyfriends and her emotional life.” Cheryl also said that her mother left her with a nanny most of the time and didn’t bother coming to any of her school activities. “She didn’t even know who I was dating or what I was involved with at school, but I knew all about her social scene.”

    There are many adult topics to which children should not be exposed. Children need to be allowed to be children, to focus on the things that matter to them, and they should not be burdened with adult concerns. Narcissistic parents involve their children prematurely in the adult world. A narcissistic mother who constantly confides in her daughter about difficulties in her relationship with her husband, for example, does not understand how painful this can be for her child. The daughter knows that she shares traits with her father as well as her mother, so criticizing a young child’s father is like criticizing the daughter too. The daughter needs to be allowed to depend on both her parents, but when a mother shares adult concerns with her daughter, a healthy dependence becomes impossible; the daughter feels insecure and alone because she has no parent on whom she can depend. She also feels guilty about not being able to fix the parental marriage problem or her mother’s issues. Again, the internal message she’s left with is, “I’m not good enough [because I can’t fix Mom’s problems].” In part 2, we’ll see how this self-negating message affects a daughter’s love relationships later in life.

    10. You have no boundaries or privacy with your mother. Separating emotionally from your mother as you grow older is crucial to psychological growth, but a narcissistic mother does not allow her daughter to be a distinct individual. Rather, the daughter is there for her mother’s needs and wishes. This creates a significant problem for the daughter. There are no boundaries, no privacy in her family life. Her mother can talk to her about anything, no matter how inappropriate— and tell other people anything about her daughter, no matter how embarrassing. The narcissistic mother usually has no clue how wrong this is, and how unhealthy it is for her daughter. To the mother, her child is simply an extension of herself.

    • Cheryl’s mother crossed the line when Cheryl was reconnecting with a high school friend. “I was so excited to find my friend and see what she had been up to in her adult life. We had been very close in junior high and high school and then lost touch. She had lost my number but found my parents in the directory. My mother answered her call and talked to my friend for a long time, making sure to brag to her that I was a practicing physician. But Mom was also quick to report the sordid details of my failed romances. When I finally talked to my friend, she inquired first about my relationships. I felt instant shame and embarrassment— and so violated by Mom. Why didn’t she let me tell my friend about my life and the problems I’ve had so I could explain what really happened and why?”

    • Marion’s mother violates her actual physical space by using a key to her house and slipping in every once in a while to check up on Marion’s housekeeping. She then leaves nasty notes. The last one said, “Did I really raise you to be such a slob? There could be bugs in that refrigerator! Should we use that mold to make some penicillin?”

    • Ruth’s mother has no boundaries when it comes to Ruth’s boyfriends. “Mother hugs, kisses, and even sleeps with them if I break up with them. Once she was at my birthday party and started making out with my ex-boyfriend in front of all my friends. And she was still married! When I confronted her, she said, ‘Well, he asked me to go home with him and I said no.’ I told her, ‘Thanks, Mom, for that consideration!’  ”

    • In Nicole Stansbury’s compelling novel, Places to Look for a Mother, she describes the lack of privacy when the mother, oblivious to the daughter’s needs, feels she can walk into the bathroom even while the daughter is using it. The daughter says, “You always walk in the bathroom. We can never have locks. You never knock.” The mother replies with, “No wonder I’m on pins and needles all day, no wonder my nerves are shot. I can’t do anything, can’t make a single move without being accused. I don’t know what you are afraid of my seeing, what the big secret is. You don’t even have pubic hair yet.”  Not only does this mother fail to respect her daughter’s boundaries and privacy, she blames her disrespectful behavior on her daughter.

    "In order to become a healthy, mature, independent woman, a daughter needs to feel she has a separate sense of self, apart from her mother. Narcissistic mothers don’t comprehend this. Their own immaturity and unmet needs obstruct their daughters’ healthy individuation, which stunts emotional development."

     

    While this is a very long post, it holds information that some women will need in order to understand how they became the woman they are.

    I see the relationship I have with my mother in the above words.  I see the dance we had. I am not here to place blame; but to hold understanding.  I also see me and my earlier mother faults.  

    This is the key to me and my warped ways.

    I wasn't born this way.

    I was raised this way.

    I am eager to hear about the recovery from maternal narcissism.

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    This book is pivotal in a deeper understanding of me!

     

  • I know me best.

    I was listening to "On Living" by Kerry Egan in my jeep today.  

    It is about a chaplain who works in Hospice.  

    She speaks that we all are broken or cracked. That most of us have secrets we want to share with someone before we die.  

    Which I agree with.  

    What I don't understand is why people wait until they are ready to die, before they break their silences.

    Imagine, if we all shared what we keep secret, we would no longer strive to be perfect; but embrace our imperfections!  

    A world full of cracked and broken people being real.

    She also spoke about not flinching.  I took, it as not looking away. To stare at the truth of our lives, of what happens and what is.  It is work to not flinch, she says.  Especially not flinching at your own life, its truths and the choices you have made and why.

    To me it seems people become more real the closer they get to leaving the planet.  

    What a shame it is to me…for it is to live a pretend life while alive.  And then in the very last moments of their lives experience their real self – but for only a short time.

    I love living as my real self always.  I am so grateful I have experienced this now for over 12 years.

    Yet, as I listened today, I felt grief for what I have lost in this life.

    Relationships broken, that will never return to their innocence.

    I am wounded, soft and vulnerable; wary.

    I will not be able to open up as deep and wide with belief and trust. I will not share all of me; again. 

    Even if, we mended fences, my brother and I lost a very special relationship that will never again be what it was.

    I believe this loss has changed me.

    Deeply.

    Broken hearts are stronger – and- wiser.

    I have lost the family connection that lasts a lifetime.  I don't have that with anyone from my childhood days.

    My family ties are now all broken.

    My brother was the last link into my completed past.

    Others have joined my life in later years.  

    In looking back at my life so far, it is about relationships, with myself.

    The times I did flinch and look away, and now all the times I stare and do the work that truth requires.

    In listening to another author speak "On Being" NPR – Mary Karr spoke about breaking down or breaking through.

    I don't believe that my life is about breaking down; but rather breaking through.

    My lost relationships with my family of origin have given me break throughs in my life.  Breaking free of dysfunctional and codependent or toxic lazy relationships.  Breaking through into a new pattern of how I am in relationships.

    Mostly breaking through to being a separate being.

    Strong within myself.

    While I have experienced estrangement, perhaps it is more about breaking through the codependency.

    Another piece Kerry spoke about was how our physical worlds change OR our perceptions.  One or the other will create a different life.

    I would have to say, that my perceptions have totally flipped.

    I see the world through new perceptions.

    I see me with new eyes.

    It was to die before my death.

    This, I wish upon everyone.

    To have a break through into living as the real you.

    Each relationship that I had to leave or was silenced out of, has left me with wiser eyes, and a deeper knowing of who I am.

    And, who they are.

    I will ponder an open letter to my brother.

    To see if I can articulate why our relationship ended.

    Perhaps, why they all did.

    To be left with a self I am learning to love in deeper and widening ways.

    Maybe that is why I was segregated.

    In order to see me without the perceptions of them telling me who I am.

    Who am I?

    Is that the biggest question that sits with you in the last hours of life.

    Could this be why secrets are shared. For in the end, we all what others to know who we are.

    I will not fear death for of all that I know… 

    I know me best.

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  • Deny Nothing

     

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    Above are links to the news story about a "fallen hockey player".

    What is amazing to me, is how an act of rape is dealt with – in what is known as the rape culture.

    What is rape culture?

    Perhaps it is more the culture of denial.

    How many, besides the court of Canada, believe that he did indeed rape this barely conscious girl?

    How do we as a society treat these cases?

    Who do we support and why?

    How do we look upon the victim and seek all the ways she was 'asking' to be raped?

    And, how do we also try and find all the good parts of the rapist as to minimize or reject his new label of rapist?

    It appears that we as society, and his family, look for many ways to reduce the crime to nothing.  We seek to make her more worthy of rape and he less capable of doing it. To weaken reality to suit our various needs.

    It isn't about reality, as much as it is about our various needs.

    To me, only those who don't need him to be anything, can see clearer.

    Those supporting his good image have the most to loose and their needs are high.

    He was found guilty and sentenced for raping as Superior Court Justice Kirk Munroe ruled… "the girl was unable to consent because she was “near-comatose.”

    What I know to be true in sexual abuse cases is that the perpetrator is most often not believed, even when there are many who speak out about his abusive behaviors.

    My father was a prime example of rape culture, in that the majority of his family supported him.  Only a few actually treating him like a rapist and not a father.

    These not unusual cases, the 'fallen hockey player' and my father.

    It is the rape culture.

    We as a society, don't often hold them accountable for their behaviors.

    Instead we seek to find ways to support them until the crime all but disappears from their character.

    He, my father, didn't have to lift a finger to change his character.

    His family did it for him.

    His wife.

    So too, is the 'fallen hockey player' able to do nothing…but, show in reality who he is, and have his family rush to deny it for him.

    This rush to deny IS the rape culture.

    The victim then is left alone in reality of just who this man is.

    She sees him as the monster who preys upon "near comatose" women. Or, in my father's case little girls.  

    The rape culture isn't about whether it was rape or not, it is more about how we change our minds about who this person is.  

    Another part of the article that caught my eye, was by his lawyer, "Johnson who is now married, is not a risk to reoffend." 

    How does this even come into whether he will offend again or not?

    I do know, that it was shortly after he was found guilty that he married.

    I thought, he is trying to paint a better image.  A married man.

    My father was a married man too.  

    That did nothing to stop him.

    They speak of him losing his dream to play in the NHL.

    There were many and are many, who had dreams for him.

    And, none of them include him being a rapist.

    Whose dreams refuse to be changed?

    It isn't about the now, but the potential of who he was to become.

    The victim's life is forever changed.

    Her potential is greatly reduced, due to the affects from being raped.

    How has his rape affected her world and who she will now be?

    As we look at this case of someone familiar to us, whether it is because we too were raised in the FALC and know the culture in how men are superior to women, what do we see.  

    Will we see how women in the church are treated.

    How men dominate.

    How sexual abuse is covered up and silenced.

    What are we willing to lose to see the reality of a young man raping?

    My world was completely turned upside down when I fully accepted that my father was a sexual predator. 

    As the 'fallen hockey player' registers as a sex offenders list, will his family then see who he is?

    My father was on a list. 

    It didn't change his status from dad to sexual offender.

    Many acts occurred; but few were seen.

    For if you see them, you have to change your mind about the character of the man you thought you knew.

    Denial is the culture of rape.

    Only the strong will see and be able to change their image of him.

    Very few will.

    However, it doesn't mean that a rape didn't occur or that he is a rapist.

    All it means is that you don't want to see him as a rapist.

    Reality is there.

    You want to deny it.

    For your peace and perhaps a dream you once had.

    You don't want to dream, a dream that is a nightmare.

    Where dad's rape and molest little girls.

    Where hockey players with the potential to play in the NHL rape near comatose girls.

    You want a nicer reality, than what is.

    To accept what is, means you lose your rose colored glasses.

    Denial is a preferred place to live.

    It appears nicer.

    Reality unkind.

    Brutal even.

    I live in reality.

    I find peace there.

    Even when fathers and hockey players fall.

    I won't raise a finger to wipe away their stains.

    I am not responsible for how they act.

    I am only responsible to see what is.

    To hear the broken silence of victims.

    We don't break dreams.

    We live with nightmares.

    Reality holds all.

    The good, the bad and the ugly.

    We deny nothing.

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  • Funeral you have planned.

    What is a natural funeral? How can we celebrate death in a more natural setting?  Is there a distinct correlation between how we live and how we die? Is our funeral reflective of our life values?

    In speaking with a gentleman who is part of the Green Burials, I was left with more wonderings?

    You have to wonder, how we decided to preserve the body against its natural cycle of being part of a new birth in the earth?  Why are we putting them in cement vaults that will not recycle easily?  

    I was educated that even the cremation fumes are harmful and less natural then a shroud type burial. 

    Why do we want to preserve the body at all costs or destroy it quickly?

    Is it because we don't see our body in the natural cycle of earth?

    As the man from the green burial ponders natural death, I told him, he may be asked what is a natural life.  How do we live naturally?  And, if we live naturally, will it be easier to have a natural funeral?

    Some have chosen to discard the body and go onto Life Celebrations.

    However, I am now seeing how a natural burial and funeral would be more aligned to my way of living.

    In order to really see natural or green burials as part of your world, I am believing, that you have to live a more natural life.

    As he spoke about the green burials and how he would like to believe parts of him would go on and become plant life – to be part of the landscape where you are buried – this sounded more in tune to what I believe.

    Just as my heritage to my children is how I lived – pieces of me will continue on in the choices they make…so too will my body come back in new life forms IF planted in a green burial site.

    To stop the recycling of the body seems so un-natural.

    How long will it take to reach back into the cycle of life when it is sealed in a box of cement?

    Most funerals that I have been to, are based upon what a religion needs or believes. They are the opening to heaven.

    Doesn't it seem so odd that when the body dies you are supposedly then 'in heaven'.

    I am betting, that a natural death is when you find heaven here on earth…and you are okay in letting it go back to the dust from which we came.

    What is natural about the funeral you have planned?

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  • WIND Goes!

    We had our first annual "WIND GOES" event.  It is when WIND hits the road for a new adventure!  

    The G is for growth

    O is for openness

    E is for Energy

    S is for Strength!

    Our concentration was on hiking and art.

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    Friday evening our chef made us a delicious pot of soup!  We had a wonderful evening of openness and sharing – thank you all for being you!

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    Saturday morning was very cool and windy – but we ventured out and did a 5 1/2 mile hike on a trail that was very uphill and rocky, where we were on the ledge and then back into the forest and then up another hill.  In all, according to fit bit, we did 118 flights of stairs! It was very empowering to climb and breathe and climb to reach the end of the trail.

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    I can see hiking different trails bring new skill sets…as well as hiking in different weather. The windchill was very cold this day high on the ridge!  Each time we stopped, we would feel a chill setting in with our heated bodies. So you can't dilly dally along the way!

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    My hiking buddies for the first day!!! Badass girls!

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    We relaxed with Art after the hike.  We did a progressive painting, where each of us added something to the picture, rotating it until we filled the white space. This was so fun, we will be doing this again at our first November WIND meeting!

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    I totally love how this one turned out!

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    And, then we added words.

    This was a gift from all of us to the women who opened her beach front home…IMG_2836

    On day two we headed out for another hike, bumping into a young female moose who was strolling along the highway.  I hope she finds her way to a moose community soon!

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    Our second hike was so different from our first day. Still very chilly and windy, but this one was deep in the forest with less uphills.  Near the lake was a forest of tall trees and pine needle path, a rushing river along side the trail. This was one of my favorite stretches!

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    This tree was dressed in what appeared to be frilly orange scarves….or lace.

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    The fungus was wild on the trail…

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    Nature's Art

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    A wonderful hike of 7.2 miles and 38 flights of stairs!  I truly enjoyed this slower pace flatter hike!  Even if it was longer it felt much shorter!

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    Trees and rock getting along so well!   

    My hiking partners on the second day!!!  

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    Hiking makes us smile, fills us with great energy of calming nature essence!

     

     

     

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