July, 2013
July, 2013
While The Line of Control keeps fear of cancer from crackling through the dark night air, Will's sense of logic brainstorms, back and forth, with mine until this heartfelt plan of action speaks clearly, agreeably and thus peaceably to us both:
While taking comfort in each other's warmth neath our colorful quilt, Will and I brainstorm how best to impart distressing news to those we cherish most. Somehow, intuition suggests it's best for leadership to build a strong support system, one by one, or two by two, or three by three, suggesting that this is one of those times when flexibility may be necessary to ensure our mutual goal of inspiring loved ones to move forward through a painful time as a healthy whole, for this reason: Murphy's law says man's best laid plans tend to change with the direction of emotional winds …
As resorting to all-or-nothing does not seem to be a viable plan for living a well balanced life, Will and I brainstorm until we come up with a plan that blends emotion with logic, deeming this to be one of those times when two heads prove more thorough than one …
January 1, 2013
January 1, 2013
Uh, wait ... In case you're wondering why we'd put our heads together to create a plan instead of simply taking action (which is how the minds of most men have been trained to shield raw emotion), well—here's my line of reasoning:
I've found that brainstorming toward a flexible plan of action offers a logical approach to imparting unwelcome news to loved ones at times when raw emotion may break through everyone's outer shield of composure. I mean, let's face it: Both genders are trained to shield vulnerability to differing degrees.
You see, shielding raw emotion does not mean that desire or distress disappears. (Once again, every brain is trained to shield desire or distress to differing degrees.) If you ask why raw emotion may not pour out as freely from the depths of your core as that same emotion flows naturally from my core, where basic needs are 'stored', I'd reply: Your comfort zone,which dictates that which turns your emotional light switch on, may differ from mine, which dictates that which turns me off, and vice a versa—until such time as hindsight illuminates insight into understanding how our defensive shields cause us to wander, blindly, through dark mazes of our own making, over long. And as I've been there, done that with loved ones for most of my life, perhaps you can see why carving out a path toward self discovery makes better sense to me than moving forward blind to the fact that your defensive shield and mine are not empowered to numb raw emotion, indefinitely …
If asked why emotions, which numb up behind our shields, are anesthetized rather than vaporized, I'd reply: Mother Nature instructs the defense system of your brain and mine to shield us against feeling distress too painful to bare. At times when intuition suggests sound reason to entrust our hearts into the care of another, our shields are set aside, allowing anesthetized emotion, submerged within our subconscious, to reawaken—at times, with such a jolt of deeper truth that the mere mention of a beloved name causes one's heart to constrict and miss a beat, jamming our natural flow of energy until our bodies ache with longing to fulfill deeply repressed, unmet needs.
If you ask how I know this train of thought is grabbing on to deeper truth born of insight as today's post writes itself, I'd reply: Emotion, catalyzed by thought originating in the brain, is metabolized—felt—throughout your body and mine as pleasure or pain.
When you tune into your body and I tune into mine, our defensive shields can't fool either of us into believing that logic controls emotion when common sense suggests the opposite is true—most especially when your aching sensation or mine is clarifying this fact: The current path we are choosing may actually prove, over time, to narrow the scope of your sense of joy as well as mine—and as it's a well known fact that life is short, perhaps you may see your way clear toward seriously considering my line of reasoning, which suggests that putting two smarts heads together may wisely create simple plans of action that consider every heart concerned, rather than single-mindedly deciding to go for broke …
At this point in my current train of thought can you guess what just popped out of my mind? The riddle concerning those times when my two most important values seem to clash, causing inner conflict to clang like discordant cymbals inside my head, and as I've named those values in various posts, I wonder if you may recall what they are? If not, no worries, because repetition of insight is not redundant when our mutual goal is peace of mind :)
So, without further ado, here are my two most important values, which seem to collide, painfully, inside my head:
Oh … one more thing: Ff you ask why my brain keeps pounding all this stuff into my keyboard, I'd honestly reply—I have no clue—unless this is my way to drop my shield in hopes of processing through the depths of repressed pain, which I honestly can't bear to feel …
You see, shielding raw emotion does not mean that desire or distress disappears. (Once again, every brain is trained to shield desire or distress to differing degrees.) If you ask why raw emotion may not pour out as freely from the depths of your core as that same emotion flows naturally from my core, where basic needs are 'stored', I'd reply: Your comfort zone,which dictates that which turns your emotional light switch on, may differ from mine, which dictates that which turns me off, and vice a versa—until such time as hindsight illuminates insight into understanding how our defensive shields cause us to wander, blindly, through dark mazes of our own making, over long. And as I've been there, done that with loved ones for most of my life, perhaps you can see why carving out a path toward self discovery makes better sense to me than moving forward blind to the fact that your defensive shield and mine are not empowered to numb raw emotion, indefinitely …
If asked why emotions, which numb up behind our shields, are anesthetized rather than vaporized, I'd reply: Mother Nature instructs the defense system of your brain and mine to shield us against feeling distress too painful to bare. At times when intuition suggests sound reason to entrust our hearts into the care of another, our shields are set aside, allowing anesthetized emotion, submerged within our subconscious, to reawaken—at times, with such a jolt of deeper truth that the mere mention of a beloved name causes one's heart to constrict and miss a beat, jamming our natural flow of energy until our bodies ache with longing to fulfill deeply repressed, unmet needs.
If you ask how I know this train of thought is grabbing on to deeper truth born of insight as today's post writes itself, I'd reply: Emotion, catalyzed by thought originating in the brain, is metabolized—felt—throughout your body and mine as pleasure or pain.
When you tune into your body and I tune into mine, our defensive shields can't fool either of us into believing that logic controls emotion when common sense suggests the opposite is true—most especially when your aching sensation or mine is clarifying this fact: The current path we are choosing may actually prove, over time, to narrow the scope of your sense of joy as well as mine—and as it's a well known fact that life is short, perhaps you may see your way clear toward seriously considering my line of reasoning, which suggests that putting two smarts heads together may wisely create simple plans of action that consider every heart concerned, rather than single-mindedly deciding to go for broke …
At this point in my current train of thought can you guess what just popped out of my mind? The riddle concerning those times when my two most important values seem to clash, causing inner conflict to clang like discordant cymbals inside my head, and as I've named those values in various posts, I wonder if you may recall what they are? If not, no worries, because repetition of insight is not redundant when our mutual goal is peace of mind :)
So, without further ado, here are my two most important values, which seem to collide, painfully, inside my head:
Be true to those you love
Be true to yourselfAnd as there's no time like the New Year to create insightful plans of action, which consider the well-being of hearts, all around, I'll end today's post by wishing you and yours everything you'd wish for yourselves as well as hoping that you'll consider this request more seriously than ever before: If you have a glimmer of a clue as to how my mind processed through an emotional maze until insight shone a light upon a surprising moment of clarity whereby I came to see that both of these values are actually one and the same—comment box is always hungry to be fed :)
Oh … one more thing: Ff you ask why my brain keeps pounding all this stuff into my keyboard, I'd honestly reply—I have no clue—unless this is my way to drop my shield in hopes of processing through the depths of repressed pain, which I honestly can't bear to feel …
July, 2013
While The Line of Control keeps fear of cancer from crackling through the dark night air, Will's sense of logic brainstorms, back and forth, with mine until this heartfelt plan of action speaks clearly, agreeably and thus peaceably to us both:
No comments:
Post a Comment