Monday, April 30, 2012

474 NO! NO! NOT AGAIN!!! Part 53 (THIS IS REALLY BIG!)


53
2002
Swinging ...
“Through story telling, I can show how ‘The Pill’ catalyzed a snowball effect, which steamrolled right over family values, causing society's stability to unground and barrel downhill.
"How did taking the pill relate to the family's undoing?"
"Well, fifty years ago we could not foresee the domino effect that followed in the aftermath of the discovery of The Pill.  Our scope was so limited as to cause us to believe that with the discovery of The Pill women were spontaneously liberated—sexually.  In hindsight that train of thought proved to be as oversimplifying as the White House's declaration that the war with Iraq was over when, in truth, change for the better had countless hurtles to overcome.
Each time an amazing discovery catalyzes dramatic changes in society's thinking patterns, the naive side of human nature believes that we've got the brass ring within our grasp.  All too often we forget that while mindsets transition through change, a mixed bag of tricks and treats is placed in our hands.
*When drastic change topples the solid foundation, upon which an existing culture depends, values get so shaken as to cause our minds to swirl as dizzily as a merry-go-round, spinning out of control—no brakes in sight.  When values change too fast, mindsets swing, like pendulums on metronomes, from one end of the spectrum to another.  If values swing to extremes, overlong, the well-balanced state of stability is bound to crack in half.

During the sixties The Pill catalyzed an attitude of free love, which, over time, caused responsible family values to fall through the cracks.  As family values cracked open like Humpty Dumpty falling off a wall, a tug of war heated up.  As solid values of family solidarity pulled in one direction, 'free love' ran wild in the other.

Once one mindset runs forward to welcome a new train of thought, which may lead us toward embracing change for the better—down the road, while a more traditional mindset remains planted, solidly, in values, which are shaking in their boots, a chasm opens, causing opposing mindsets to—divorce.  As more and more families tore apart and mindsets divided into separate camps, emotional—and financial chaos developed.

As that chaotic chasm flooded with fear and confusion, for years, both sides remained blind to the ways in which dramatic-change-in-transition propels society, as a whole, toward a future, which is unexpected and thus, unforeseen.  With hindsight we can see that once confusion settles down, the center of the bell shaped curve, which stabilizes any group as a whole, establishes a middle ground, which allows society, as a whole, to settle down.  In the aftermath of The Pill, divorce grew so commonplace that an expanded sense of family established its place on the historical time line.  And it's important to note that while change causes traditional values to transition through pain, the future moves all of us forward, because—time stops for no one.

In retrospect, let's look back and re-consider what may result when tender, young shoots are uprooted and replanted in an emotional wasteland, where one hot winded sand storm after another swirls up, causing everyone to shut their eyes tight.  In lieu of emotional nourishment re-establishing a sense of security, how might this generation of insecure youngsters fare?

Consider what a caterpillar looks like inside the cocoon, while transforming from a furry, crawling creature into a colorful butterfly that flies naturally free of restraint.  Mother Nature did not conceive of cocoons to hide ugliness.  The cocoon is nature's way to provide a safe haven while the most vulnerable stages of transition take place.  Since Mother Nature did not gift people with the ability to weave cocoons while outmoded trains of thought are in the process of transitioning toward expanded perceptions, time spent in solitude proves to be a vital part of every writer's life.

As we all have stories worth telling, whom amongst us is not a story teller?  However, what happens when a storyteller gets caught up in a web of denial?  Non-fiction spins toward fiction in a flash.  Mess with just one vital detail, and the heroic nature of a person may be misjudged as a villainous traitor, when nothing could be further than THE TRUTH.

When the mindset of denial controls a person's brain, clarity gets buried in a maze of mental confusion, which continues to darken.

In the absence of insight into defense mechanisms, which disrupt common sense, mindsets, which point fingers of blame, are set in stone.

*Once separation occurs, it's not unusual for mindsets, on both sides, to be in need of re-evaluation in hopes that with growth in self awareness, misperceptions may emerge, and trains of thought, which had wandered off track may be clarified and steered on course, again.  *In the absence of self awareness, mindsets remain narrow, and bigger pictures fail to appear.

When I sat down to write about the years of chaotic upheaval that our family encountered when my marriage fell apart, insights began to bounce around inside my mind like jumping beans.  In retrospect, the exhausting nature of that fearsomely painful, step-by-step process of separation offered me this insight into life:  *Self defeating thought patterns and narrow mindsets are as hard to change as bad habits are hard to break.

In fact here is what makes changing our thought patterns (mindsets) so tough:  *Mindsets must be identified.  And self awareness cannot deepen until denial's defensive walls come tumbling down.  Initially, as denial's walls come down, we may be left with egg dripping down our faces.  As facing up to reality can make us feel really bad, here's where my train of thought is leading:

*In the aftermath of emotional upheaval, wrought by sudden change, we remain unaware of any sign of progress until emotional balance is restored to most everyone involved.

*If one side continues to heap blame upon the other, denial wins, and everyone who cares loses, all around.  *As long as denial refuses to allow humility to show its face, the insecure ego refuses to stand up and face THE TRUTH. 

When I think of 'free love' leading toward ‘open sexuality’, here's what I picture:  *I picture the pendulum still swinging away from the repressive belief system of the Victorian Age, which had influenced the roles of men and women through the 1950's.  *With the discovery of THE PILL, we swung into the swinging sixties, where hundreds of years of family stability came undone.  *At that point in time, everything in terms of trust began to get blurry.  I mean, as one marriage after another cracked in half, who knew whom to trust as decades of emotional, financial and familial turmoil continued to barrel downhill?

In fact, I believe we're still 'swinging' toward the opposite extreme—where sex runs wild through the streets—at all ages—as can be seen wherever we look, today.

And what have we lost?  All sense of trust in leadership at home.  In Washington D.C. and Throughout the world.

Though this seems like an over-simplication, please withhold your judgment until stories from the sixties unfold.  I aim to show how the family is a microcosm of society at large.

In the absence of well-balanced leadership, why should we commit to anything in lasting ways?  ***In lieu of trust, the demise of one relationship leads to the demise of the next ... and the next—until mindsets evolve and change, and men and women come to VALUE insight into denial and misperception, far and wide ...

When asked about my perceptions, concerning  men, women, leadership and sex in our society, today, I reply:  We've not yet achieved a healthy balance … however, we have been processing our way in a progressive direction, decade by decade." 

"Decade by decade?  Why would positive change take so long to develop?"

"Mindsets, Mom.  Mindsets, concerning values, don't expand, overnight.  Nor should they.  Do you remember that change holds up a mixed bag of tricks and treats?  As core values change, the 'haves' turn into 'have nots'.  And I'm not just talking about money.  We have lots to lose when narrow mindsets solidify into stone.  Before narrow mindedness and negative attitudes can melt down enough to reform, hardened trains of thought need to simmer on the stove until, one day, insight clarifies where insecurity, leading toward misperception, has steered us wrong.

In a nutshell:  *It takes much longer than we'd think for any change to sink in deep, because changing our mindsets, most especially when considering values, takes tons of work in terms of mustering the courage and humility that deepens self awareness!

For example, think about everything I chose to study about raising children when my kids were tots.  As I look back over the past FORTY years, it's clear to see that the media has just recently begun to disseminate trains of thought, which I've been expressing in classes and practicing at home for more than FORTY years.

(Hmmm ... now I understand why bible stories remain classically pertinent, from one generation to the next.  Fortified by thoughts of freedom, 'we' wander for FORTY years through desert wastelands, seeking a safe haven in which to settle, where wearied hearts, bodies, and lost souls may feel welcomed and nourished within a value system that expands society's strengths beyond an outmoded value system, which had steam rolled over individuals of all ages, colors, nationalities, and religious differences in the past.  In short, progress never stops reaching toward change for the better for all ... and that is why change is classically constant, universal, and timeless ...)

I smile while listening to young parents spouting theories of positive discipline as though they're brand new.  And thus, mindsets we learn at home may be one train of thought, while our minds open to absorb expanding mindsets, which we consciously choose to put into practice—in hopes of encouraging change for the better, the world over ... "

"Annie, where do you get these ideas?"

*"I read a lot ...
And seriously consider what I read ...
And look for silver linings in dark clouds
And believe it's always darkest before the dawn
When confusion hits one of my mind sets too hard for too long
I seek out guidance
Guidance encourages me to
Progress past my fear of experimenting with change ...

(And though I'd believed my statement to Mom, concerning my ability to progress past fear, I'll have reason to see a less secure view of myself , down the road ... )"

473 NO! NO! NOT AGAIN! Part 52

52
2002
“Annie, do you know how effective communications became such a passion for you?”
“I think so, Mom.  When Barry turned two, I wanted to discipline in positive ways.  I mean, think about my past:  As a teacher, who loved other people's children, it's easy to imagine how naturally I'd love my own.  And who in their right mind wants to yell at a child, who is deeply loved?  If asked how my library in this arena accumulated, while I was in my twenties (more than forty years ago) ... well, my desire to grow ever more mindfully self-aware, proves to be the crux of the story of my life, which I'm intent upon writing.  So off the top of my head, suffice to say that my library evolved, one book at a time.  As much of what I'd experienced and read had served to expand my perspectives, concerning love and life, I decided to weave insights, gathered along the way, into true stories, filled with examples from my life.  And by way of writing these stories, I hope to offer people throughout the world a Cliff’s Notes version of that which I've gleaned from a wide variety of professional points of view.

Look at it this way, Mom ... think of everything we’ve just discussed—doesn’t the fact that you keep asking questions validate this fact:  The concept of division of labor suggests that everyone does not need to investigate this subject in depth in order to absorb that which I hope to convey, concerning the ways in which denial harms relationships by refuting reality?  *As no man is an island, we each choose to study and disseminate some vital aspect of expertise for the betterment of the whole.  For example:
*Just as we don’t need to attend dental school to learn to take good care of our teeth, everyone doesn’t need to grow deeply analytical to expand our understanding of both sides of human nature—the self assured, compassionate side vs. the insecure, power struggling side.  What we do need to do is to remind ourselves that our relationships are like our teeth:  Just as the teeth we don't take care of may fall our of our mouths, relationships we don’t take good care of may fall out of our lives.”  (Though I'd like to take credit for that witticism, all I did was expand upon a funny insight that I'd read on a poster, tacked to the ceiling in my dentist's office while I was reclining in the chair—taking good care of all of my teeth, so none would fall out! J)
Once Mom and I enjoy another laugh, Ms. Motormouth has no intention of winding down—
*“I believe that most people would like to offer the most positively focused, emotionally supportive, productive parts of their minds to those we love.  And with that belief in mind, here's what I hope to inspire by baring my life:  I hope to inspire a desire to work consciously at listening to each other, attentively.  I hope to impart a healthy curiosity, concerning depth in emotional intelligence.  I hope to entice others to muster the courage to peel away at denial's walls, uproot the wounds of our egos and peer honestly into hot spots, which spin our minds out of control.  I hope to encourage the patience in others to 'peel the onion' while working toward detecting self defeating patterns, so that lasting changes, which strengthen our relationships, develop—because surface changes are short lived.  I hope that as more of us expand the narrowness of our personal views, life and relationships may improve.  Mom, are you aware of how often I bring the war between the sexes and sexuality into conversations?”
“Yes.  And to tell you the truth, I'm perplexed about that, too.”
“Well, in many ways I believe ‘The Pill’ has led toward the family’s undoing.”
“The birth control pill?  But, Annie, I know you believe in contraception.  In fact, you've relied on the pill, yourself.”

“Yes, Mom.  All of that is undeniably true.  I'm not saying there's anything wrong with taking the pill.  I'm saying the discovery of the pill led to changes, that undermined family values, which had grounded society's sense of stability for thousands of years ... As my stories unfold, I plan to offer examples of the ways in which The Pill led us into a maze, where fear of abandonment and confusion reign supreme—to this very day.  And as we wander, blindly, ever more deeply into this  foggy maze, denial continues to undermine our family value system.  If change (and human nature) has two sides, then common sense suggests examining sudden, and thus unexpected, changes that cracked the foundation of family life during the decade of the sixties ... 

472 NO! NO! NOT AGAIN!!! Part 51

Swinging— (briefly recapping ...)


 ... "I’m writing our story in hopes of connecting with those who believe in the importance of personal growth.  I recognize that most people work so hard at other endeavors there's little time to attend evening or weekend lectures, much less read and absorb the findings of hundreds of authors, concerning effective communications, love, friendship, and family.  As I believe in division of labor—this has become my labor of love.”
“Annie, I still don't understand how analyzing friendship and love grew into such a passion for you ...”

"Well Mom, the minds of some people thrive while analyzing and reconstructing parts of the human body that malfunction.  Some analyze and reconstruct cars.  Planes.  Rockets.  Records to discs.  Discs to sound waves vibrating by way of connecting ear phones to ipods.  Some thrive while analyzing childrens' toys, tennis strokes, golf swings.  Crimes.  Sports.  I thrive while analyzing relationships that stand the test of time and those that don't."

"I know that, Annie.  But why?"

"Ha!  That's a very good question, Mom.  The truth is, I don't know that answer—yet.  But you know what 'they' say:  Ask the question, today.  Live into the answer, tomorrow."

"Well, that's another thing—who in the world are 'they'?  And why are 'they' so sure the answers will come?"

(Now I'm chuckling, because, once again, the same people, who suggest that I've grown too deep are the very ones who ask questions that stimulate my desire to dig even deeper than before!)

"Well—that's a really astute question, Mom!  Let's see ... off the top of my head, I'd say: 'They' represent the spirit of wisdom, which is passed along the time line from one generation to the next.  As to why they're so sure that the answers will come, down the road ... well that perception makes sense, because hindsight offers 20/20 vision for this reason:  Once emotional turmoil clears, objectivity is more likely to appear.  But we need to do more than wait for answers to appear.  We need to quest, openly, honestly, and hopefully into ourselves.  If we fear self awareness, denial will make certain that the brain's hopeless sense of foggy darkness will not lift.  And as that train of thought makes sense to me, I'll stick with my perception until such time as experience may offer me sound reason to replace today's sense of truth with a deeper truth.  If a deeper truth, disproving today's train of thought, emerges somewhere down the road, then my perception may have sound reason to change ..."

 2014
At that earlier time in my life (about a decade ago), I'd not yet identified the reason, driving the depth of my need to analyze life and love for years without end.  However, 'they' (the spirits of wisdom, passed from one generation to the next) were right on the mark, concerning 'Live until the answers to your questions appear.'  You see, had Mom asked her questions of me, today, I'd not have felt stymied, concerning the passion of my quest for clarity in terms of the heart-brain connection, which creates each person's perception of reality.  All I knew at that earlier time was this:  The development of my life's work as a teacher of children began to deepen while observing my eldest child mimic me—first by smiling when I smiled, laughing when I laughed, following my example by mimicking my body language by waving bye-bye and responding to 'how big is the baby'.  Then came the day when my child responded to my sense of authority by mimicking a resounding,"NO!"—in such a way that should not have shocked me, because of the fact that this cherub's tone of voice had so resembled my own ... and though I'd no clue of relating my child's mimicking me to my mimicking role models when I was a tot ... the depth of that perceptive awareness would come as my future continued to unfold ...

471 POST 469 EDITED :-)

In hopes of enticing you to reread post 469, may I suggest that thoughts, which had been unclear, have been retuned.  This has not been an easy week ...
Your friend, Annie

Friday, April 27, 2012

470 A POST IN NEED OF EDITING ...

Just retread the last post and found it in serious need of editing. As that may not happen for a couple of days, I hope you'll cut me some slack ...

469 NO! NO! NOT AGAIN!!! Part 50

50A
2002
Swinging ...  (edited  :-)
“Annie—are you trying to tell me that by remaining fluid nothing that happens will bother you, anymore?”
“Of course not, Mom.  *Fluidity refers to open mindedness in terms of reconsidering and expanding my perceptions."Closed-mindedness can't recognize those times when negative attitudes, based in insecurity, expects the worst.  As insecurity twists reality into knots, self fulfilled prophecies shape up.
"But, Annie, you are open minded."
"In truth, Mom, we're open minded about some things and closed minded about others.  *If denial blinds us to where we're close minded, we have no clue as to which thinking patterns cause us to assume the worst and which ones white wash that which we don't want to see—clearly.  *While working to recognize negatively focusedemotional reactions, I'm exercising the emotionally secure side of my brain—and—that which we exercise, strengthens.  *Once I identify an insecure thinking pattern that irritates my ego, my ability to neutralize unnecessary frustration, fear or anger quickens.
*By consciously engaging the inquisitive portion of my mind, I free my thought processor of emotional turmoil.  As storm clouds of confusion lighten up, a peaceful sense of clarity is more apt to develop.  *As my sense of clarity deepens, a jumble of facts falls into line, bigger pictures emerge, and once again, I come to see how an unresolved conflict had been catalyzed by a power struggle so subtle as to have gone unrecognized.  As bigger pictures continue to appear in 3D, my old perceptions alter in mind blowing ways.
*Each time my perception, concerning a conflict, expands, yet another insecurity fades away.  As subconscious insecurities, which had haunted me, emerge, strengths, which I'd misperceived as mine, actually develop.  *Each time a subconscious vulnerability ripens into a hard won strength, I overcome a fear, which had made me quake with indecision."
"How in the world do you think of all that."
"I read.  I attend lectures.  The more I learn, concerning the inner workings of the brain, the more readily my thinking patterns expand.  Think of it this way, Mom:  My eagerness to learn about the brain is like an auto mechanic, who opens the hood of a car in hopes of determining which part is not functioning up to snuff and thus is in need of a minor adjustment, a major adjustment or replacement.
When asked why it's wise to open my mind in hopes of attentively absorbing knowledge, concerning interactive communications, I reply:  *Knowledge is power.  Not power over others.  Power over insecurities of my own.  *On the other hand, the acquisition of knowledge is not enough.  Before I can make good use of knowledge, I need to dismantle defensive thought patterns, which the wounds of my ego had felt the need to layer up during my youth.  In short, I call upon my Aline of Control to tolerate whatever emotional turmoil is hurled at me in order that my reactions do not make a bad situation worse.
OMG, Mom!  That last train of thought, concerning dismantling my defensive patterns of thought, which have layered up, over time, offered me insight into understanding changes in Grandma’s emotional reactions in the aftermath of Janet’s death.  As Grandma was unable to handle the emotional turmoil, she turned blame inward.  Then outward.
At this point, while 'thinking' aloud, I can feel my think tank percolating away.  So though I'm not certain as to what I'm about to say, intuition takes over and, word by word, this train of thought chugs through my mind and out of my mouth:  Whenever emotional confusion rattles my mind, wisdom suggests breathing deeply to oxygenate my mind, thus neutralizing my emotional reactions rather than automatically absorbing or casting blame.  *While working to release a build up of tension in a healthy manner, I can better distinguish between those times when one individual is responsible for exacerbating a bad situation vs. times when everyone involved is as much a pawn of fate as a herd of frightened deer, perishing within a raging forest fire, which consumes every living thing in its destructive path.  While working consciously to deepen my level of self control, I shield myself from absorbing emotional tornados of smoke swirling around me, and having doused my defensiveness with common sense, my ire does not ignite, flare or strike back with negatively focused, retaliatory reactions."
"Annie—what are you talking about???"
*"Gosh, Mom.  This is not easy to explain ... Let's say that I've consciously developed a sense of mindfulness, which proves to be a self disciplined strength.  That each time zi call upon mindfulness, my thought processor becomes better equipped to control my defense system's basic instinct to fight, flee or freeze.  The more emotionally secure I become, the more methodically my brain works in an orderly, step by step fashion, toward identifying bigger pictures.  And once a bunch of puzzling pieces fall into place, an effective solution, which considers the needs of everyone concerned, emerges from my mind.  I mean, effective leadership considers as many aspects of a problem as possible. "
"Annie ... "
"Wait, Mom.  I don't know where this train of thought may end up ... so let me keep going ... *Though I may consciously direct my brain to operate in loving, responsible, knowledgeable, and compassionate ways, that does not mean that my decisions will please the group as a whole.  *In fact, since the future well being of any group, as a whole, remains unrevealed, we’d be wise to take time out to think smart instead of loosening our tongue while pointing fingers of blame as soon as turmoil rolls in.  You see, the moment our words, intentions or reactions fling back and forth, defensive walls go up, and misunderstandings, which fuel emotional fires that scald and scar us, all, result."
"So, what does all of this have to do with being 'fluid'?
*"Well, if I direct my mind to remain fluid in terms of considering whatever is being said, I'll leap to negative conclusions, less often.  *By working to develop the habit of considering that which is being said instead of feeling insulted, I'll reason rather than reacting, and in this way, my sense of realism, concerning life, love, and friendship, will develop in depth."
As Mom looks confused, I offer an example.  "Let's think about it this way:
*Whenever we work to replace a 'bad' habit with a well balanced habit, it's necessary to practice.  Since negatively focused thought patterns are 'bad' habits, I reduce my frustration, anger and pain by reminding myself not to take 'put downs', cast in my direction, painfully to heart.  Rather than automatically absorbing the pain of a put down, I consider ‘the imperfections of the human condition’.  In this way, imperfections, inefficiencies, and misperceptions (whether they be my misperceptions of others or misperceptions, directed at me), are less apt to drive me crazy.
Each time I focus consciously on seeking clarity, concerning reality, the element of passion, fueling my emotional reaction calms down.  *Once my brain feels peaceful, I tend to conjure up compassion rather than contempt, concerning vulnerabilities and faults of one and all.  *Again and again, my desire to identify negatively focused attitudes, which fuel subtle power struggles, serves me well in this way:  *I gain insight into how often negative attitudes muddy up clarity when our brains are pushed to operate on overload, exhaustion, fear or anger, over long.  How often do we hear:  To sleep is to heal.
*Whereas positive energy spurs the mind to function clearly, negative energy exacerbates internal turmoil.  *As every action stimulates a reaction, our defense systems are hot wired to respond to negative energy with more of the same.  Therefore, it makes sense to train our thought processors to tame basic instincts, which cause us to fight for survival, like the lower animal kingdom.  I guess you could say that I tune up my thought processor, so it won't get rusty, crusty, blustery or just plain tangled up when an emotional tornado is hurtling a swirl of debris at me."
50b
*Today's train of thought suggests the wisdom of re-training adult minds to think in positive ways.  Why?  Common sense suggests that the mind of a child is like the thought processing portion of a computer, which has been programmed by other people.  As people are known to make mistakes in judgment, portions of a child's mind will be programmed with glitches, which cause each of us to 'malfunction'.  *Since mistakes in judgment pass from one generation to the next, dysfunctional perceptions may be mistakenly taken for 'the god's honest truth'.
*Since the same brain, which houses our thought processing abilities, is responsible for the spontaneous release of emotional tension, it's easy to see how mental confusion, swirling about in a flash, may be likened to a malfunctioning hard drive, which causes too many files to fly open, all at once.  When a cacophony of interrelated misperceptions storm around inside our brains for too long, confounding confusion signals the defense system to shut down the alarming nature of an over taxed thought processor.  Once the thought processor closes up shop, the brain, as a whole, retreats from the maddening throng.  Speaking from experience, a mind in retreat crawls into a safe cave—such as the privacy of one's bedroom—where the spirit's light is turned off—until generosity of spirit, free of put downs, generates emotional support.  Once the covers are securely pulled over our heads, we simply give in to the reality that our brains have grown too wearied to work toward injecting clarity into the brains of those solidly ensconced behind denial's walls.  Speaking from my experience, when my marriage broke down, my mind needed to shut the door to confusion, conflict and put downs, which gave me no peace.  And thus did silence and solitude clearly signal the world to leave me rest in peace.  Why 'rest in peace'?  Because by the time my spirit had absorbed this depth of sadness, I felt more dead than alive.  And thus, if solitude is possible, I suggest resting the confounded mind in hopes that one day, your rested mind may sense the subtle nature of a power struggle, raging beneath the surface of one deeply valued relationship or another.  You see, once the main root of a power struggle is identified, a thought processor, which connects with common sense, refuses to engage in passive aggressive games that depend upon the pretense that 'something's wrong with you, not me'.  At this point in my life, my thought processor grounds itself by reciting this mantra:  "Fool yourself, if you must, but once I have your number, you'll not fool me—no matter how subtle your double entendres may be."  Once my perceptions deepen and I come to see where I was in denial—I muster the humility to see where I'd been 'too smart for my own good.
Since every vital aspect of life is in need of re-evaluation and rebalancing at one time or another—I've learned to separate my path from those who have no clue of playing self defeating games of: 'I Win You Lose'.  In short, a mind skilled in fine tuning, develops a sense of clarity, concerning when to drive in the car pool lane and when to take the high road, rather than honking my horn when traffic jams pile up.  As traffic jams tend to pile up, a lot, it’s never a cinch to keep every deeply valued relationship stabilized.  And thus do I open my hood and work to rewire brain glitches that cause my motor to stall or my brakes to fail.  Let's say I see a brain glitch where one person's sense of safety depends upon controlling all.  If you stop to think about that scenario, it's as unnatural to the spirit as locking a bird that's meant to fly free in a cage or plopping a large fish in small tank.  Though I'd once thought myself able to inspire doors to open in the brain's solid walls, now the only bird I work to free is the one, caged, inside of me.
"When it comes to learning something new about life, friendship and love, I'm utterly fascinated, Mom.  Rosanadana was right on the mark when she said:  ‘It’s always something!’ ”
“Annie, most people never 'grow' to be that analytical.”
As it's easy to laugh at truths, which don't sear us to the core, I'm chuckling, again, as I reply, “You're right on the mark, as well.  It's a fact that none are born analytical, on the other hand, some choose to grow in that direction, for good reason.  In fact ...
 … *I’m writing our story in hopes of connecting with those who believe in the importance of personal growth, as much as I do.  I recognize that most people work so hard at other endeavors that there's little time to attend countless lectures or read and absorb the findings of hundreds of authors, concerning effective communications, love, friendship, and family.  As I believe in division of labor—this is my labor of love.”
“Annie, I still don't understand how all of this grew into such a passion for you ...”

Thursday, April 26, 2012

468 LAST NIGHT—FATE SLAMMED IN

2012
The land phone rang
No one was home
Message was left
At the movies
Cell phone vibrated in my handbag
Didn't feel it, could not respond to it
Message was left
Forgot to turn the ringer back on
Not in the habit of checking voice mail
Which does not always signal its presence
Came home
Not in the habit of checking for messages, right away

While readying dinner the land phone rings
Listening to the voice of a loved one
Hearing sound waves crackle into my ear
Why crackle?
Instinct senses foreshadowing of flat voice tone—
Suggesting a cacocophy of emotion being suppressed
This awareness catalyzes my reaction of apprehension
I listen as words clarify no accidents, no one is ill
My second reaction is relief; however flat voice tones signal
My antenna to listen attentively to what's to come
My third reaction is sadness as I absorb unexpected news
(Though ... the unexpected is to be expected if we remember this:
People do not know each other as well as we think
As my mind continues to absorb details, I realize that
Flat voice tones indicate much more than pain held at bay
Now my fourth reaction, compassion, wells up
First, compassion for one
Then as awareness into classic truths deepens
Wells of compassion cancel negative attitudes
Which might have cast judgments
As I continue to listen, non-judgmentally ...
Three wells of compassion fill to overflowing, and
This is just the beginning of what's to come, because
Heartfelt pain will soon be shared to differing degrees
By everyone who cares
And with insight into the fact that
Compassion inspires generosity of spirit
I sense that this shared sadness will pinpoint no victims or villains
And here is why I believe that to be true:
The flock with which I choose to fly
Has come to accept this fact:
At all ages, people remain vulnerable to falling under denial's spell ...
Where confusion, causing delusion, reigns supreme
And since each of us, who choose to fly together
Must work to make sense of that which we do not yet understand
About love, life, each other, and ourselves
My next half hour on the phone is spent engaging
In a conversation, which nurtures this awareness:
With positive focus and hope intact, reflective thought
Into today's confusion and pain will flash a series of insights into
Vital aspects of love or life that we do not yet understand
However, with time, insight will offer understanding
And with understanding, new paths will unfold where
Where today's unmet goals will be achieved
And by the way—if, perchance, you think that that insight came from me—
Think again, because I was the one who had listened appreciatively to
The centeredness which had clarified insight into deeper truths
From within the positively focused mind that spoke by way of
The self-disciplined mind, which had conveyed
Generosity of spirit, into my compassionate ear
Then, as sad news travels fast, next thing I knew ...
Those who make up our flock drew together, knowing that
The sum of our strengths serves to ease the pain, which is
Certain to deepen once the initial shock to the brain wears off—
And as our flock has worked to absorb insight into positive focus
Negatively focused judgments will not be cast for this reason:
When fate slams into one of us, decisions are made that steady us all
So rather than seeking a villain to blame for pain that hits one and all
Trains of thought track patterns, which by-pass put downs in favor of
Channelling our minds toward seeking solace by channelling deeper truth
This does not mean that pain will not strike deep as
A sense of irretrievable loss penetrates more deeply into our minds
As it is our habit, during times of loss, to flock together
We help each other embrace a greater sense of clarity into reality
Than each member of our flock might be able to grasp, alone
Upon convening, ego's pretense is placed in a time out chair
And in this way do we consciously seek release from pain by
Mustering the humility to communicate vulnerabilities
In open, honest, insightful and thus, healthy ways, rather than
Erecting defensive walls, behind which pain is
Suppressed, repressed, depressed or dismissed as no biggie
You see, if there's one train of thought, which with this this flock—made up of
Uniquely differentiated individuals—agrees, it is this:
We understand that flinging pain, back and forth, talking smack or
'Dissing' others by putting them down is self defeating and thus,
Self destructive for everyone concerned ...
And now that flights are booked and arrangements have been made
It is time to pack and connect with birds of a feather who've learned to work
Consistently to ease each other's path by flying together
With positive focus as our guide during life's most painful times—
Your friend, Annie

PS
As to relating the story of inspiring courage in my eleven year old, who'd felt whipped by gang mentality—led by an insecure bully—the comment box went unfed.  No problem.  I'll just let that story unfold in its rightful place when Annie is a young wife and mother, intent upon consciously conjuring up 'simple' plans in hopes of inspiring the minds of her children to absorb personal strengths, such as openness, trustfulness, and mutually respectful, positively focused speaking and listening skills, which she'd not developed until adulthood.

As to whether I'll show up over the next few days
—Once again—
Your guess is as good as mine ...
Today is the start of a new day, for us all
And as each day progresses, we each discover
Whether fate will offer up smiles or frowns
And so all I can say at this time is this:
With positively focused compassion, patience, and
An open minded sense of hope for the future intact ...
Insight, which expands narrow perceptions, will result in
Change for the better, because—it's always darkest before the dawn
And if insight doth not dawn, today then tomorrow is only a day ...

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

467 BUCKLE UP AS MY TIME MACHINE ZOOMS BACK AND FORTH ...

... I'd like to leave Annie and her mother, Jeannie, swinging, peaceably, side by side, in suspended animation for a while, so we can step into my time machine, put the gear shift into reverse and zoom back to a time when, as a young mother, Annie had successfully enticed one of her children to muster the courage to stop a bully—leading a negatively focused gang—in his tracks.  Having been victimized by bullying, herself, Annie wasn't about to let anyone bite painfully into her child's self esteem. 


*(Do you realize that passive aggressive putdowns are subtle examples bullying in that one person feels elevated by causing another to feel insecure?  If you've not yet read the series of posts entitled BULLY FOR ME, may I respectful suggest that there's no better time to do so than now?)


Uh wait, perhaps it's best to consider this train of thought, first:


Conflict divides two factions into separate groups when denial drives one group into a mind maze, while those who make up the other side embraces a growing sense of self-awareness by digging toward truths, buried deep within the subconscious mind.


Once the leadership of a group as a whole cracks in half, causing two leaders to vie for control, it's wise for at least one leader to come up with a logical, step-by-step plan.  Not a plan of attack.  A plan, which, over time, may heal the group's sense of safety, as a whole.



TWO STEP PLAN FOR HEALING LEADERSHIP
Step one:
Hold fast to hope ...
Know hope to be the glue that fastens the mind to positive focus
When passive/aggressive putdowns rain down
Liken hope to an umbrella to which you hold fast—
No matter how fierce the storm ... because
It's always darkest before the dawn


As any hopeful, thus positively focused, leader knows full well ...
It's necessary to muster the courage to dig ever more deeply to see where

Everyone may be in denial.
If we listen, attentively, for the spirit of wisdom to whistle through the wind
Our minds may absorb sound waves of Know thyself whispering into our ears
Did you hear the spirit of the sage whisper in our direction, just now?  Great!  So did I!

Each time I understand my vulnerabilities and strengths with a greater sense of accuracy ...
I tend to see the both sides with a deepening sense of clarity ...
And once clarity is mine and tunnel vision expands, bigger pictures emerge in 3D



As deeper truths continue to emerge from within my subconscious
I am empowered to step back from confusion
And see the main cause of a power struggle that just won't quit.


With courage, patience and clarity
I gain insight into this fork in the road:
Fear leads toward more pain on all sides.
Courage leads toward insightful gains in which both sides benefit, down the road.
As this proves true, again and again, I work to by pass fear in hopes of
Seeking insight into unearthing painful truths
Concerning dysfunctional group dynamics, which slices the whole
Into two separate parts


As one story leads to the next
And vulnerabilities develop into strengths
You'll come to see why the leader, who prevails
Proves to be the person who does not fear confronting painful truths
Which highlight personal traits in serious need of repair.


Leaders, who cannot set their egos to one side in hopes of absorbing deeper truths
Cannot inspire followers to develop courageous attitudes that consider both sides ...
For this reason:  Wounded egos walk the path where fear and inner rage
Lead ever deeper into mind mazes, flooded with despair


Leaders who embrace the strength of humility inspire the minds of followers
To set their egos aside in hopes of absorbing deeper truths, which
Lead toward peaceful conflict resolution, over time


Take it from a wise old hoot—like Socrates—
Whose wings flutter in the wind
As his spirit inquires:  Do you know HOO are you?


Before you answer that question, let's consider one more:
When you approach a fork in the road
Which path do you choose, most often, for yourself:
The path, whose street sign points towards Courage, holding fast to
Trains of thought buoyed by hope?
Or the path, whose street sign points toward busloads of Fear
Where passive aggression slips out as quick as a slithering eel?
After considering that question:
Do you really know HOO you are ... or is it possible that
You're in denial, meaning that, when it comes to self awareness ...
You don't have clue?


Whereas courage works to recognize pain that leads toward gain, all around
A mind in denial works overtime to block logic at every turn


If you see yourself as a DEEPER TRUTH SEEKER then do you ...
Advise courage to hold fast to positive attitude, which breathes life into hope?
Do you hold fast to the fact that the only person you can change—
For the better is yourself?
Do you remind yourself that working to change
Your own out dated mindsets is more than work enough for one person?

Do you step back from the mind maze where confusion ignites fear to flare, all around?
Do you step back from smoke screens that block exits from the maze?
Can you tell whom, within the group, proves less afraid of connecting with deeper truths?
Can you approach each of these people, one by one—one on one
Do you continue to work at uncovering hot spots which
Suck you back into discussions that go nowhere good?
Do you realize that as you continue to know yourself in greater depth
Passive-aggressive  untruths will lose their power to
Play havoc with your sense of inner peace?
Though the only person you can change is yourself
Once you are conscious of being a role model
You may inspire those, who place their faith in your success
To want to seek deeper truths along with you

Or ...
Do you remain embroiled in discussions where you set off alarming truths
Which cause others, who lack readiness, to quake in their boots?


Stories exemplifying the choices above will appear down the road ...
If you'd like to see how I taught my eleven year old child to muster the courage and patience to develop strengths necessary to stop a bullying gang in its tracks then let me know by way of the comment box .


(Note my child was the same age I was when the bully on the bus got the best of me.)


If the ayes have it—in the comment box, below—
We'll ask Annie and Mom to hang a little longer in suspended animation
While you and I sidetrack for a while
If no response appears, I'll table that story until it turns up, naturally, down the road.


As always, my friends—the choice is up to you ...
Door number one:  Start the swing swinging, again
Door number two:  Diverge upon a new path for a while
If you're new to my blog
You may choose Door number three and read the posts entitled BULLY FOR ME)
As to where we'll go when next we meet, well—your guess is as good as mine
And so, until tomorrow—parting is such sweet sorrow
Your corny friend, Annie
J

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

466 THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN 'ACTS' AND 'IS'

Can you tell the difference between a person who is authentically self confident and one who masks insecurity by acting self confident?

Have you ever heard yourself say:  I'm surprised to know that so-and-so felt the need to put me down, because put downs result from insecurity and, for the most part, this person acts secure.

Aha! (you think) I get it!  Acting secure and feeling secure are not the same, because acting self confident depends upon how well one can fool—oneself.


So what might we see when a person, who feels insecure is caught acting self confident instead of feeling self confident
?
If we are attentive to body language, we'll see an insecure ego, masking self confidence, by directing the persona to take center stage.

As some of us gain insight into recognizing a persona staring us in the face
While others do not, insecurity will fool some of the people some of the time
But not all of the people all of the time

By the way, at times when we know we're feeling insecure
We may consciously place the mask on our faces in hopes of hiding our lack of confidence.

On the other hand, when deny feeling insecure
While anxiety is eating away at peace of mind
We may not be consciously aware of how quickly the eel
Slips out of a crack in the persona's mask to bite the hand that feeds us ...

If we remain unaware of the repetitive nature of passive aggressive
Insults, negatively focused attitudes, and
Body language exhibiting sneering or dismissive expressions then
We'll believe ourselves innocence of friendship's demise.

Ah—what tangled webs we mortals weave when denial directs the show
And as long as intelligence is not cast to play the lead
All show-no-go will go on and on ...


As you know
Life is, at turns, a drama, a farce, a comedy, a tragedy, a mini series ...
Life offers bad news and good news.
Bad news first:
Once the persona feels the need to run too much of the show
Life remains a full length drama
Good news:
With growth in self awareness
We can turn a full length drama
Into the three ring circus life was meant to be
You must know what's coming next ...
As always, the choice is up to you:
Consciously grow more self aware
And learn whom you fear and why
Or
Remain in denial, concerning with whom you feel relaxed

Can you tell the difference between a person who is authentically secure ...
And one who masks insecurity by acting self confident when, in truth
Self elevation relies upon the subtle nature of biting put downs?
Observe body language:
Who acts tense and uptight vs. is openly relaxed.

May I respectfully suggest that before checking out others, you check into yourself:
With whom do you feel self confident and why?
Do you feel self confident when surrounded by—yes men?
With whom do you wear a persona?
Why do you grow up tight when they draw near?

Do you know who your wounded ego feels the need to
Put down in passive aggressive ways?

If you can't answer that question openly, honestly, spontaneously
Then you may have no clue as to why the path of true friendship
May grow bumpy with certain folk with whom you long to be close
And if you're confused as to how bumpy that path has become
May I suggest seeking out an astute guide, eager to help to
Dismantle walls of denial, which blind us to the main reason why
We smash, all too often, straight into self defeat

The persona 'acts'
Authenticity 'is'

If authenticity does not yet feel safe, today—
Tomorrow is only a day away!
But why waste another day
Unless you fear deeper truths and personal traits
Which may pop out of your memory bank?
Need an injection of confidence?
Inject yourself with courage
Next, grab on to humility
Then muster the patience to absorb insights, which accompany knowledge

In this way we begin to redirect the insecure side of our minds
Away from a negatively focused path
And as personas stop playing passive-aggressive games
Wounded relationships, which had wandered off track
Consciously begin to heal by both sides working, together
To create a brand new game—play by play
J

Monday, April 23, 2012

465 (C) WHY DO I KEEP WRITING ABOUT DENIAL?

Let's say that in recent years, I've had reason to quietly observe others
Exonerating themselves from accountability, concerning relationships
Which barrel downhill because denial refuses to see the sum one's parts as a whole

Let's say common sense suggests we must face a mirror honestly
Before deeper truths can emerge from behind smokescreens
Which grow foggier by the year

Let's say that those in denial may feel bitten
Because the ego's mental smokescreens block them from seeing
Who is actually doing the biting vs. who hopes clarity will stop denial in its tracks

Let's say people have good reason for taking steps back when one's voice
Has been consistently ignored, other than those times when an eel's biting retorts
Slip out in passive aggressive ways, too subtle for observers to detect

Let's say that once clarity blows confusion away, and I have your number
Your electric eel may continue to direct subtle zingers at me—to no avail
Because, with clarity, I'm empowered to deactivate buttons which had once been hot

Let's say that once my hot buttons are deactivated our relationship still loses, thus
LOSS is the winner on both sides, because I have reason to believe that
Your insecurities cause denial to loom larger than your desire to face deeper truths

Let's say that as long as I can't trust you to see the sum of your parts as a whole
Our relationship will wain in this state of Catch 22 ... Why?
I'll not re-engage within an unhealthy maze that offers a foggy, false sense of safety

Let's say that when partial accountability for misconduct is denied
Deeply valued relationships
May be left with no choice other than to walk separate paths

Let's say that, story by story, I aim to show
Why denial walks one path while clarity chooses another
Unnecessarily—all too often


Let's say that you ask me to explain what I mean by
Denial walking one path while clarity walks another
Unnecessarily...


Let's say I believe the day will dawn when listening skills become
As highly valued around the world as calming down in time out is valued, today
Having said that, isn't the time ripe for your listening skills to expand—now?


Let's say that with listening skills, tunnel vision expands
Once tunnel vision expands, narrow mindsets stop leaping toward
Misperceived conclusions that darken our views and divide us into separate camps

Let's say: ' The key to success in gaining confidence is to be authentically oneself.'
I'm paraphrasing creative artist Carole King (Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow),who
Says her '... need for affection and affirmation' accepted unhealthy relationships

Let's say you'd like to ask ...
Annie, why do you feel this pressing need
To write about this topic, daily?  I'd respond ...

Sunday, April 22, 2012

464 DOMINICAN REPUBLIC ... 68 NATIONS AND COUNTING!

Let's bid welcome to The Dominican Republic ... 68 nations and counting!!!
J

Saturday, April 21, 2012

463 (B) WHY DO I KEEP WRITING ABOUT DENIAL?

Let's say an ego, grown needy, tends to become as slippery as an eel
Let's say this slippery neediness slides out, and quick as a wink slides back in
Let's say an ego, which grows insecure, confuses wants for needs
(I want you to meet my needs)


Let's say that, over time, the insecure ego of a nice person
Develops such a high degree of defensiveness that the eel, within, slips out and
Bites deep and quick when wants feel unmet, causing anxiety to hit hard


Let's say that at times when insecurity slips out as anxiety
The defensive nature of a wounded ego slips out, feeling the need to put another down
Then, quick as a flash, the ego (eel) slips behind it's rock wall and 'forgets' it snuck out!

Let's say subconscious insecurity, sneaking around inside dark pockets of our minds
Slips out from behind the shield of an even-tempered (?) persona—striking
So fast that the self confident side of the one who's been bitten feels sorely confused

Let's say that having been bitten in subtle, passive aggressive ways, I'd been told:
Tsk, tsk, you'd better figure out what's wrong with—fragile YOU—repeatedly
Thus dizzying my sense of balance, which turned my perceptions upside down

Let's say that with the passage of years, swift bites slithered out and back in
In so many masked, and thus, passive aggressive ways that finally a day dawned
When my defensive system, wincing and wearied, forbade me to back back for more

Let's say that when my defensive system reared (quietly) up
My intelligence kicked in and said:  Something's very wrong ...
But I don't just believe that whatever that may be is just wrong with me!

Let's say that though at my wit's end, I had the presence of mindfulness
To request a brain storming session, where I heard everyone say:
We're already doing whatever we can, so nothing changed until everything changed

Let's say that, one day, I clearly saw a nice person's electric eel slip out, strike and
Slither back into murky subconscious depths, where, once again, it hid from view—
And suddenly, as insight flashed its light, I saw the eel 'dissing' me to elevate itself!

Let's say that on that fateful day when my defense system signaled my intelligence
To awaken and stand up for me, shouting Enough—no more pain without gain!
(Have you read BULLY FOR ME?) ... no one heard me for this reason:

Let's say that as my voice had lost all hope of being seriously heard
My mind grew so painfully conflicted that silence offered my dispirited whole
A safe haven to curl inward, rest and reflect with the covers pulled over my head

Let's say that at such time when my pitcher had expended it's last drop of energy
Everyone flew (literally on jet planes) into a mind spinning tizzy and rather than
Dismissing (thus dissing) my self disciplined desperation, action was taken

Let's say that while my body and spirit spent time resting in solitude
My intelligence dove into pools of reflection more deeply than ever before
And while resting, forgotten details emerged, which freed me of inner conflict, at last!

Let's say that as forgotten details emerge (As exemplified in FIRST KISS)
Inner conflicts clarify and, piece by piece, I figure out how confusion reigns
When those in denial can't differentiate fragility from strengths, stretched too thin

Let's say that once insight hit, I came to see how few had listened attentively ...
With open minds to the countless times I'd clearly and compassionately
Expressed exhaustion while consistently requesting support, all around

Let's say as one insight lit up the next, my mind and spirit, which
Had worn down from having gone unheeded, over long—
Brighten as truth emerged and made sense of nonsense, resultant of denial

Let's say that the more insight into inattentiveness and insecurity I'd absorbed
The more I came to understand the divisive nature of denial, all around ...
At that point, the communication's book I'd been writing transformed into this blog

Let's say that upon realizing how well I'd consciously practiced what I teach ...
Concerning mutual respect and self contol, this fact clarified for me:
***Dysfunction spreads like wildfire when listening skills are nil ...

Let's say that I did not choose to spend my adult years
Absorbing a wealth of knowledge, concerning open, honest communications
To succum to despair, which came close to swallowing the sum of my strengths

Let's say that misperceptions, raining down, can drive anyone close to crazy—if
WE unwittingly agree to let others redirect our paths to ease their own
Let's say every post I write hopes to entice tunnel vision to expand, little by little ...

Let's say
Nuf said for today—
Uh—On second thought, one more thing:

Let's say I'd like to remind you of this:
Within every story you read, details have been left undisclosed
For this reason:

Let's say that by withholding vital details which had escaped my attention when
I was young, you'll see how often Denial undermines the best of minds when
Intelligence is given reason to grow more insecure by the day... (BULLY, KISS)

Let's say that when these potent details emerge in stories to come, as I dive in deep and
Retrieve them, like treasure, buried in my memory bank, you, too, will see how often
Each person mistakenly believes to know oneself, when, in truth, we often have no clue!

Let's say that each time I've had reason to reflect upon my life—
Openly, courageously, honestly, and thus objectively
I'm surprised to see subtle power struggles, which had gone unidentified, before...

Let's say as we inch forward, story by story, I believe you, too
Will come to see why, from time to time, every defense system's persona has
Cracks, which allow animal instincts to slip out from behind walls of denial

Let's say that each time the slippery nature of the insecure eel slides out of
The crack in our persona, we try to bite into and thus minimize strengths
Of those we love ... and if called on our put downs, we deny, deny, deny!

Let's say that as insights within each story are absorbed, you, too, may decide
To support (and thus, spread) my belief that a grass roots movement, expressing
The divisive nature of denial, may inspire hope for peace throughout the world


Let's say that I agree that hope for world peace is far fetched, or should I say
Far sighted?  Either way, how about considering this:  How about connecting with
My hope to dismantle walls of denial, separating loved ones into separate camps?


Let's say that in little more than a year, WE'VE already connected with ...
 67 nations—
And counting ... thanks goodness for communicating, openly, by way of the web ...
J