faltering

Filed Under (inner struggling, openings, process, the journey) by tinque on 15-02-2010

DSC_8804Have you ever had a moment or several of them or hours or maybe days or even weeks when you feel like you’re drowning? AGAIN!!! When all the great work you’ve done, all the clearing away, letting go, releasing, opening, all the reprogramming seem to vanish in seconds?

And you find yourself feeling like you’re sinking into a big pit of yuck, call it sadness or depression or something else, and you just feel SO awful?

This doesn’t happen to me very often anymore, but when it does, I feel almost like I want to simply disappear. It’s all feels too hard. I feel helpless. I feel hopeless. And so desperately frustrated.

This kind of episode seems to come about whenever I experience a sizable shift in my energy as in an opening in my heart and/or a physical release as in an opening within my body or both. For the emotional is so closely tied with the physical, you cannot separate them, and they will often happen concurrently.

Last week I experienced a good sized release in my back, some of the muscles around my heart, down the sides of my torso and mostly on the left (female side). It felt SO good. The relief from the discomfort I have been feeling so much of the time felt amazing. The openness, the freedom, the clarity of energy coming out from my heart felt so beautiful, so pure. I felt so filled up. I felt so connected to life, to love, and of course to K as well.

But then I suddenly became utterly overwhelmed with waves of suffocating fear and pain. Many of my old “bad” thoughts arose. Many of my insecurities reared their ugly little heads and seemed to take me over. I would awake in the morning feeling like the weight of the world was pressing on my chest. I wanted to pull the covers over my head and sleep for an eternity. I almost felt as if I wanted to die. I got a glimpse of what it might feel like to want to end it all. Everything felt meaningless.

I tried speaking to K about the old, “bad” thoughts which went not so much badly as with no comfort or resolution for me at all. What I did was to jump back somewhat to old stuff, old speech, back into a repetition of what has been discussed before, so naturally we went nowhere.

Nowhere is better than falling into an argument or a stand off, the former we’ve never really had, but the latter yes we have. There are things I wish I had said and still yearn to say them, but we’ve been down that road before. To walk that path where men and women cannot meet comfortably is senseless.

It’s almost impossible to explain yourself to a man. They don’t function that way. They don’t always feel the way we feel nor in the same way, and they don’t think about certain things the way we do and also not in the same way, so trying to put words to what is incomprehensible to them is as good as speaking in another language. It is another language.

There are just some differences between us that cannot always be reconciled and have to be accepted, embraced as part of the wonderful beings that they are and vice versa.

I wished I could have taken my words back and instead told him what I was really feeling which would have been a better way to go. What I should have done is to tell him exactly what I just told you, that I was feeling overwhelmed with bad feelings and insecurities which would have left the door open for him to soothe me, hold me which always helps ease things if only a bit.

But that was not an option. And to try and back pedal and get into any sort of explanation as part of me would have liked to would have made his eyes glaze over. So I have to leave it alone.

Yes I was still feeling bad. And I haven’t felt this badly in a very long time. As bad as I felt though, there was no comparison to the depths of pain I sank into when I began this intense lap of my journey. I knew he couldn’t help me with this. But this is all okay. Great even. This is part of processing, and we all have to go through it in our own ways and at our own paces.

Even though I was still feeling awful, there was a cleanliness to it. I don’t know how else to phrase this. It felt as though my psyche was cleaning house, clearing out some remaining debris, residual cobwebs.

I thought about this, and I realized that this is exactly what I was doing. The big release around my heart let loose some old stuff, and now I had the opportunity and good fortune to feel it to its depth and allow it to dissipate. It’s like clearing the path to allow my true self to emerge, myself as love.

It took all I had to put my racing thoughts aside, and since they were still coming at me, I had to keep doing this over and over again. I was able to do so enough to sink into all the icky feelings so that they could transform. And eventually, after a week, maybe two, they finally did.

So I want you to know that we all falter, feeling like we’ve lost everything we’ve gained, but it’s not so. It’s really steps forward. This is just part of being human, and it’s wonderful, for it lets us know we’re growing, blossoming into all that we are.

xxoo

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