July 24, 2008

Divine therapy

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Woke up with tears this morning.  Weird, I thought, what's up with that?  It felt a lot like old shame surfacing, childhood shame.  I lay in bed and let the tears flow in this cleansing stream while I stretched and slowly emerged from a deep slumber. 

I didn't remember dreaming. 

Then it occurred to me that I practiced centering prayer last night, later than usual, and that maybe some "junk" was rising up from my unconscious. 

I remembered reading about this in Centering Prayer and Inner Awakening by Cynthia Bourgeault, so I looked it up. 

She explains, "What's going on is that the relaxed, gentled attention of Centering Prayer is allowing some interior rearrangement to go on.  We all carry a lot of pain deep inside us, buried in our emotions and in our bodies. Through your willingness to 'consent to the presence and action of God,' the tight repressive bands that the egoic mind keeps wrapped around these shadow places within you begin to loosen up, and some of the trapped material can release itself, most often in tears.  While this may initially feel disconcerting, it is actually a sign that a process of inner healing is underway" (39).

How cool is that!

Thomas Keating calls this the Divine Therapy and the "unloading of the unconsciousness," and it is, according to him, "perfectly normal."

I have been practicing centering prayer since April, and I have to say that, while the changes in me are subtle, they feel and are MONUMENTAL.


*photo taken by me of a painting hanging on the wall at Pecos Benedictine Monastery in New Mexico, 2004

July 23, 2008

Happy Birthday!

It's Eileen's birthday.  Go on over to A Life of Triggers and wish her a happy, happy day.  She's an amazing Social Worker who advocates for many, many, many children who can't advocate for themselves!  She even had to cancel her upcoming vacation to Maine in order to go to court on the behalf of a young girl who was horribly abused.

She is one special lady, and not enough can be said about the wonderful work she does!

July 21, 2008

Turn the other cheek

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This book is a bit simplistic for my taste. (But sometimes SIMPLICITY is just what I need!)

There are, however, a few jewels inside.

The most interesting is the exegesis of the passage in Mathew 5: 38-42, which unveils Jesus' plan for how we must always engage our abusers with nonviolence.

You have heard that it was said, 'An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.' Do not resist an evildoer.  (39b)But if anyone strikes you on the right cheek, turn the other also; and if anyone wants to sue you and take your coat, give your cloak as well; and if anyone forces you to go one mile, go also the second mile.

The Linn family look to Dr. Walter Wink for interpretation of this text that has disturbed most who have read it, me included!

Wink puts it this way:

"Let's set aside for a moment the first two sentences and begin with verse 39b, 'But if anyone strikes you on the right cheek, turn the other also.'  Why does Jesus specify the right cheek?  Imagine you are a poor slave in ancient Palestine and your master is facing you and about to strike you.  He cannot use his left hand, since it was used only for unclean tasks.  Therefore, he must use his right hand.  He cannot strike you on your right cheek with a fist or with the front of his right hand since this would require him to twist or contort his arm. 

Thus, in order to strike you on your right cheek he will have to use the back of his right hand.  In Jesus' culture hitting someone with the back of the hand was a gesture that had a very specific meaning.  This gesture was used only by those in a position of more power to humiliate those with less power.  Masters would backhand slaves, Romans would backhand Jews, husbands would backhand wives, and parents would backhand children.  The message was, 'Remember your place . . . beneath me!'

If you do what the passage says and turn your other cheek (your left cheek) and your master must still use his right hand, then he can no longer backhand you.  If he hits you again, he will have to use a fist.  Hitting another with a fist was a gesture used between equals.  Thus, by turning your other cheek, you have reclaimed your dignity and communicated that you refuse to be humiliated.  You have also invited your master to reclaim his true dignity by examining the lie by which he lives, that one human being is better than another.  And you have done all of this nonviolently, without striking back" (5, 6).

I did not know that. 

I like it WAY better than the act of turning your head, so they can continue to beat the crappola out of you!

I've been reading a great deal about forgiveness these days.  Trying to figure out exactly what it means to truly forgive someone, to loosen my oh-so-tight grip from around their neck(s)!  Thus, releasing them and setting ME free!

In my family, what we called forgiveness was really acting like it didn't happen, going on as if the offense (whatever it was, and there were many) didn't take place at all.  We lived in denial in order to survive.  Only we weren't really surviving, we were DYING inside. 

If we did acknowledge an offense (usually I was the one pointing it out, and it is not fun to be the one doing all of the "seeing" in a dysfunctional family), then we simply, yet resolutely, proclaimed, "Well, it wasn't that bad!" 

If our acting like it didn't happen wasn't successful, then we went about our business as if it didn't hurt us!  This pretending led to a shitload of acting out behavior.  So, when we were furious at our dad for dying and our mom for neglecting us and for marrying the alcoholic, bastard, asshole of a stepfather, we pulled each others' hair. 

Scratched each other with our fingernails.   

Held each other down by sitting on the other's chest, pinning arms to the ground, waving our hair in the other's face while they choked and spit it back up at us. 

Hit each other without mercy. 

Threw the other's clothes on the floor. 

And called each other shameful names. 

They called me Fatso, and I used my sweaty hands as weapons to get them back, flinging water on their faces and rubbing them down with soaking wet hands.  That is when I could catch them!

Our anger at each other, I now believe, was misplaced and a direct result of our need to "handle the pain" in whatever way we could.

Our survival skills as children resulted in adult addictions, unbelievable (but very well masked) rage, chronic depression (although I'm the only one to admit to suffer from it), and a focus on how things appear instead of how they actually are.

And just like most of us who have read the passage in Matthew and thought we understood what it meant, I believed I knew what it meant to forgive.  I've said, "I forgive you" to many people (I've even said it to myself), and I've wholeheartedly  meant it.

I think my understanding of what it truly means to forgive has been as faulty as my understanding of what it means to "turn the other cheek."

However, I know I need to forgive. 

I know I want to forgive. 

And, I'm on a mission to find out exactly what it really means and how to do it.

This is what I know so far:

It doesn't have anything to do with forgetting, or pretending it didn't happen, or acting like it didn't hurt.

And, it definitely doesn't have anything to do with "turning my head" so "they" can "beat me up" some more!

July 20, 2008

classroom photo of the week

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He is plucking his eyebrows!  During class!  Oh, yes he is!

July 16, 2008

FURminator, take 2

This is Charlotte after being FURminated!  I thought there was no way there could be more FUR on her after yesterday's FURminating session, but, WOW!

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I'm thinking that there should be a FATminator invented.  No, it doesn't have the same ring to it, but can you imagine, just rolling the thing over your buttocks and belly and thighs and having the FAT fall off onto the floor?  How light and free you'd feel?  Or, maybe you are already light and free and this is my FAT eliminating fantasy!

Oh, yeah, there's already something that does that, liposuction! 

Well, I think I had the same feelings of satisfaction that those doctors have when they suck out people's fat and collect it in what, a jar?  And then sit back and marvel at their accomplishment!

I think the FURminator people owe me money for my endorsement.  I wonder where I should send my invoice.

And, H., when I get my check, I'll split it with you!  Thanks for telling me about this little wonder tool!

The FURminator!

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So, WOW!  I bought the FURminator, and it arrived via Amazon yesterday.  (Have I ever told you how much I HEART Amazon?  Well, I do.)

If you have cats (or dogs), this tool is a must have!  I can't believe I had never heard of it.  My girlies (Charlotte and Emily Bronte) are shedding EVERY. FREAKIN'. WHERE. and it had become pretty intolerable.  UNTIL. NOW.

The photo below is not of my cat, but it IS INDICATIVE of how much FUR comes off with the FURminator!

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I just got an entire paper bag full of fur off of EMILY.  She loved it.  I loved it.  It was the same kind of satisfaction that comes from popping a zit when it hits the mirror!

Really.  It was that good.

It was enough to lift my spirits, make me get up from my "depressed" mood of late, and wash the dishes!

MIRACLE product. 

I'd say, "YES!"

July 06, 2008

I'm taking a break

I just don't feel like writing right now, so I'm not going to.  I don't know how long I'll be away, but I've  appreciated all of you.  Your comments have meant so much to me.

I got terrible news from a dear friend today, and I'm sad, but I'll be okay.  It's her news so I won't share it, but its impact will reverberate for a very long time to come.  If you pray, please say a prayer for her and her family.   

I'm spent.

I just need a break.

She

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