I’ve not posted anything for a while now, and nothing personal for even longer. The reason being: things have been hard; and I’ve just not been feeling the whole thing. I was in that place where I was quite ‘comfortable’ in my dissatisfaction. I was upset, saddened and downright angry about some stuff, and didn’t feel it was up to me to try change that. The enlightening, uplifting things I could’ve read, watched and pondered that probably would’ve helped me, irritated me. The concepts that create peaceful living that I actually love and know are true, felt like distant ideas that are all fine and well for other people, but are just too simplistic, optimistic and unrealistic for my life. You know that place?…
A few days ago I started feeling a bit better – I think the London sunshine has helped that! As has ‘emptying out’ my emotions by speaking all the ugly truth of everything I was feeling – tantrum style! (Which I’m not recommending as one’s default answer to emotional turmoil, but man it really does help sometimes! More on the ‘science’ of that another day…) And finally I started to think it was time to get active about ‘pulling myself together’. I knew I didn’t need to feel the way I did – that there are more enjoyable alternatives. And more importantly, I reached the point where I wanted to feel differently and felt ready to act on that desire.
So I got the idea to put myself through my paces, get back to basics, and walk the talk. My desire is to get back to the authentic, peaceful state that was becoming my default way of being last year before it imploded. (And then progress it further.) The method I have developed for helping others do this is a semi-structured systematic progression. And that’s what I’m feeling I need and am ready for now. The structure and content I am choosing to use at this time will follow Deepak Chopra’s The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success. So my new project for my own personal progress and my blog, to help me, and hopefully anyone reading along, is to live my way through those laws, writing about the experience along the way…
Today I was reading a post on Tiny Buddha, and come across these words which really resonated with me: ”I tell you this not as an after picture who can’t even remember that girl from before, but as someone who has lived this past decade taking two steps forward and one step back. For my willingness to give you this honesty, I am proud. People are more apt to share their struggles once they feel like they’re on the other side. It’s a lot less scary so say ‘This is who I used to be” than “This is what I struggle with sometimes.’ But this is my truth, and I give it to you, wholeheartedly and uncensored.”
I have thought about this concept a lot before and since starting this blog, and for my practice in general. It is so much easier to share struggles when you’re through them and can look back on them with hindsight and understanding – and distance. When, from a distance, in another place in your life and in another feeling state, you can speak about the struggles of the past and all the things you learnt and how it ultimately helped you. I am able to do that, for example, when it comes to talking about my experience with chronic illness and healing. It’s much easier to speak about illness when you’re healthy again. It is quite different though to share hardship while you’re still in the hard part. Amongst other things, it carries a far greater degree of vulnerability. And, to be honest, I’ve felt hesitant about doing it.
When I worked with teenage girls I often found myself reminding them that we tend to only see of others what the want to show us. When they were feeling down as a result of unfavourably comparing themselves to someone else, I would try to give them insight into how others see them – and how different that picture is from what they see of themselves. I would point out how we all put on our best and bravest faces and go out into the world each day. No one wears a t-shirt saying, “I’m sad all the time”. No one’s bragging about feeling fat when they look at other girls. No one introduces themselves saying, “Hi, I’m Melissa, I cried myself to sleep last night”. Instead, we see the best selves others show us, assume that’s who they are, and compare it to the worst selves we see in us – assuming that is who we are.
Is it just teenage girls doing this? I don’t think so. And yet, it is scary to show anything but our best selves. (It only feeling okay to show the ‘ugly’ parts after they have become ‘beautiful’ again.) But when we recognise the beauty of our true selves; when we realise that the struggles, the pain, the mistakes, and the worst parts of us that only we know are not actually who we are; then perhaps it becomes easier to share our truth. And perhaps, hopefully, as we – as I – share those truths (and not only after the fact), then more and more we can see the truth that we are not alone. That the best and bravest parts that others put on display are not the full story. That we are not alone in our hurt and hardship. That others struggle too. That we’re doing okay… And that others succeed too, and so can we. That maybe it can be okay to be open, and share our truths. And maybe, along the way, discover the truth about who we really are.