Movement without poise is Hell

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The human predicament

I want to be unhappy in order to fool myself
that I want to be happy.

The stories are eager to be told

Wish I could use both hands and feet writing different stories simultaneously 😛

Interesting image ha…? Julien Matei becoming a huge yellow octopus 😀

So peculiar: What hasn´t happened in years, happens in one day…In few hours really.

This day marks a clear end of a chapter and the beginning of a new one.

I wrote in my About section that I was never sure as to the truth of My Writing.

But now I am…

Everything I said is consistent. Insofar as it did work on me, inasmuch as whatever I wrote, healed me. And there is not some insignificant task I refer to, but a coming out from the worst delirious darkness, depression and unimaginable adversity.

I had the guts to believe and follow my My Inner Guidance against all odds. Against all Saturnian Solitude, abyssal sorrows and misunderstanding, I didn´t quit – as many would have done…

Yes, I am proud of myself that after these three long years of immense hard work since I started to write, it begins to pay off. Don´t think it´s about a book offer, money or material endorsement, oh no… – But a new space of great joy, radiance, generosity, calm and great sense of balance emerges both within and without me…An unearthly reassurance…An incredible elation…

So here we go…I say thank you to you all who through a comment or a good thought,
have directly or indirectly participated in this outlandish Odyssey!…

If I managed to “change” and transform mishap into great Peace and steady Inner
Flow, someone else can too.

WE CAN DO IT TOGETHER! 

The stories are joyously and eagerly bursting out, urgently craving to be told 🙂

An innocence that has suffered too much too soon

These are some fragments from Monica Cassani´s article “The traumatized psyche is self-traumatizing

What was intended to be a defense against further trauma becomes a major resistance to all unguarded spontaneous expressions of self in the world. The person survives but cannot live creatively.

This incipient tragedy results from the fact that the Protector/Persecutor is not educable. The primitive defense does not learn anything about realistic danger as the child grows up. It functions on the magical level of consciousness with the same level of awareness it had when the original trauma or traumas occurred. Each new life opportunity is mistakenly seen as a dangerous threat of re-traumatization and is therefore attacked. In this way, the archaic defenses become anti-life forces which Freud understandably thought of as part of the death instinct.

The diabolical inner figure is often far more sadistic and brutal than any outer perpetrator, indicating that we are dealing here with a psychological factor set loose in the inner world by trauma — an archetypal traumatogenic agency within the psyche itself. The traumatized psyche is self-traumatizing.

Trauma doesn’t end with the cessation of outer violation, but continues unabated in the inner world of the trauma victim, whose dreams are often haunted by persecutory inner figures. The second finding is the seemingly perverse fact that the victim of psychological trauma continually finds himself or herself in life situations where he or she is retraumatized.

As much as he or she wants to change, as hard as he or she tries to improve life or relationships, something more powerful than the ego continually undermines progress and destroys hope. It is as though the persecutory inner world somehow finds its outer mirror in repeated self-defeating “re-enactments” — almost as if the individual were possessed by some diabolical power or pursued by a malignant fate.

– Donald Kalsched

 

Now has no memory

Only what is Alive Now saves you from all “un-lived” memories.

Unreservedly embracing this moment as such, is the cessation of memory.

Timelessness only can heal the wounds and insufficiency of time.

Man of today – a shameless and infantile narcissist

Jack Saunsea:
“If we do not stop to see through our thoughts (thoughts of course are also words, most of the time) then it is like we are talking to ourselves non-stop and never take the time to listen to what the world around us is saying.”

Me:
Truth of the matter is that the “modern” man takes Thought and Idea for life,
to such a degree that life itself becomes a constant threat to keep away from.

Thus the ceaseless thinking and talking, this non-stop inner noise, makes
impossible a true and unmediated contact with the living, to the extent that
everything has become fake…Nothing feels real anymore.

Such a curse: life is not life, life is what I think it is…– such shamless and infantile narcissism.

He sees nothing, he hears nothing. He is not even aware that he is on the verge of ruining himself.

His ideas are “alive” while he – the real man – is dead.

Whatever you suppress in your inner life will be played out as Destiny

She:
Yes, your words do make sense, however I find it hard to relax and surrender. I am about to turn 24 this weekend, I am out of Post Grad school, in a new job and I burden myself with the responsibilities of my parents and my home. I feel I am duty bound to be happy and lively for the sake of others, like I don’t have time for my sorrow. I have to learn things at my job, do well, be fast, be up and about and all the while be cheerful and active…while in reality my mind wants to drown itself in whatever I am feeling today, stay indoors, cry, sit silent…but I can’t. Hence I end up telling myself “tomorrow you have to get better”.

I hate this conscious vacillation of emotions…but I have made myself believe that I can’t afford the luxury of surrendering to my depressed mind.

I don’t know what will be the result of my surrendering to depression, to this state of my mind. But I am truly scared of it now because I don’t know if I let myself fall, how if at all I will ever, come back up to the surface. 

I hate this conscious vacillation of emotions…but I have made myself believe that I can’t afford the luxury of surrendering to my depressed mind.

Me:
“I am duty bound to be happy and lively for the sake of others, like I don’t have time for my sorrow.”- you say.

You see, I am far from giving you advises. Depression is an insidious process. It worsens, unless you consider it with loving attention. The thing is though that if you don´t have time for your sorrow now and deliberately postpone it, at some point, it will force you to take time and heed it. The more you flee, the more vehement it becomes.

Whatever you suppress in your inner life will be played out as Destiny around you.

The more you overlook the unpleasant emotions, the more complex and difficult to handle they will be, as they will sink into your subconscious mind, enhancing the gap within…

To the extent you can, think a little more of yourself. Put your predicament on the first place, because if you get in real trouble, nobody will be able to help – as most of the psychologists or psychiatrists today are afraid of courageously delving into these levels of the soul, impartially and professionally shedding light on the problem. That because they all suffer from the same disease – like most people today.

You say:

“I don’t know what will be the result of my surrendering to depression. I am truly scared of it now because I don’t know if I let myself fall, how if at all I will ever, come back up to the surface.”

Now – you may realize that it is the fear within you saying these words. It is this Fear which is afraid to look into its own nature, and lose the control over you.

You see, there are regressive levels within us which are not very pleased if we recover. These energies are very sneaky, as your success to get well is their failure, and your failure to recover from depression is their success.

So…this is what I can share with you, hoping you will hear with the heart.