I think I might’ve got this all wrong. It seems like there’s this constant river of very negative dark thoughts that flow through my mind. It’s always there but I don’t always happen to it and I’m not necessarily aware of exactly what it’s saying. I thought that in order to heal that I needed to become aware of all those thoughts and somehow change them. I’ve actually been trying to grab onto them.😳think of the thought stream as a river that might bump into you but always flows on by you. We can't stop it, but we can divert it.
I think I need to have “be curious”tattooed on me somewhere so I can remember to flip into that mode Instead of judging and analyzing everyone and everything.No, trust is still a bullshit promise about the (non-existent) future. Instead of trust, adopt a discovery mode. Be curious about what will reveal itself, without expectations
I’ve been sitting with what you said to me in the zoom meeting last Sunday. What came to me is that you are absolutely right. Depression and darkness I think was the safest place for me to go as a child. A few days ago, out of the blue, I was filled with a crippling amount of anxiety. I couldn’t drive. I realized a couple hours into it but this is what I felt throughout so much of my childhood. It was terrifying. I had forgotten how bad it was. The realization that came to me is that being quiet and depressed was the safest place for me. My mother has a lot of narcissistic tendencies so I was always seen as competition and a pain in the ass. My mother is pretty rigid in a lot of ways and left my own devices I am kind of wild, messy and creative.The quieter and smaller I could be, the better, I think.
I had to go stay in Seattle last winter for a clinical trial. I did not want to go back to Seattle and I definitely did not want to strike a deal with Pfizer. Doing that trial felt like I had made a deal with the devil. When I got back on Samish Island(where I stay when I’m in that area) I could feel the veils of darkness falling around me and part of me was panicking but there is also a really big part of me that breathed a big sigh of relief because it’s the place I know better than any other. Fuck.
On another note, Jill Bolte Taylor‘s new book is really speaking to me.
Thanks for being my guide.
♥️LJ