Showing posts with label emotions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emotions. Show all posts

Sunday, December 16, 2018

The Language of Emotions | Book Review



https://www.amazon.com/Language-Emotions-What-Feelings-Trying/dp/1591797691/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1525525910&sr=8-1&keywords=the+language+of+emotions


I wish that we taught more about emotions and spiritual health in schools and churches. A podcast that I recently listened to said that only about 8% of people are really ‘self-aware’ even though many of us think that we are more aware than what we are. Understanding our emotions is a part of that. Emotions are also a key gateway to our spiritual self. In fact, spiritual healing involves feeling strong emotions and breaking down our ‘disassociation’ with them.

Personally speaking, I have been unable to understand or describe many of my emotions mostly because I didn’t know how to work through them. I thought that I was working through them but instead I was trying to ‘treat’ my emotions instead of letting them treat me. (Deciding what was good or bad and then trying to correct it. Instead of letting them communicate my needs, boundaries, etc.)

I just completed this book 'The Language of Emotions' last month and it has helped (and is helping) me so much! I can see so many of her explanations in my own life. In this book, Karla McLaren says that we don’t choose feelings. They come to us to speak and that we can learn a lot if we just asked them questions. Here are some of the things that she’s has said that I have found proven to be true from my own history. But I wasn’t able to make these connections until her book.

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Suicidal thoughts aren’t because you want to die. It’s actually because your soul is trying to alert you that you’ve had enough of something in your life and if you’ll just ask these questions, you’ll get immediate answers:

  • What needs to end now?
  • What can no longer be tolerated in my soul?
  • What needs to be killed in my life?

I have been suicidal once in my life. I knew that it was because there was something that I couldn’t get away from. I didn’t want to die but suicide felt like that was the ONLY way out. It took a while before I could change the situation but once I was able to remove myself, the suicidal urges completely stopped! If you’re here, PLEASE ask yourself these questions, then seek help how to change whatever surfaces in your reply. You won’t get locked up just for having thoughts and it’s not anything to be embarrassed about. Please let someone help you navigate this.

-- Anger is a call for better boundaries and a catalyst for change.

-- Shame and anger both are intertwined with many other emotions and are often queues that there are deeper feelings that need to be examined.

-- Sadness brings fluidity to your life, revealing your authentic self and desires. It grounds you to, and helps you move through, other emotions and helps you relax.

-- ‘Stuck sadness’ occurs when anger wasn’t available to help you move through it. (Usually, because we’re taught that anger is bad and so we suppress it.) Sadness supports change and vulnerability. While anger offers stability and protection.

-- Sadness brings water forward to move and soften us.

-- Despair traps water in an unmoving pool. We don’t mourn but instead wallow.

-- Grief is different than both. Instead of bringing the water to us, grief brings us to the water and asks us to plunge under the surface and in doing so be changed forever. Grief is the utterly necessary river of the soul.

-- Fear is related to your intuition but not all fear is bad. (From a completely different angle, another book I recommend here is ‘The Gift of Fear’ by Gavin De Becker. This one helped me started listening to my gut when I frequently found myself in dangerous situations.)

-- If you dam one feeling, you dam them all. If you don’t honor ALL of your emotions, you won’t move into wholeness. The strongest emotions will pretty much repeat themselves (and intensify) until you deal with them.

-- Suffering stops being suffering as soon as we draw a concise picture of it.

-- Separating from the physical can actually help you feel and see your emotions for what they are, like an ‘Eagle eye’ view of the system instead of judging them as good or bad. Feel them. Watch them. Learn from them without judgment. Then you make decisions once you have what you need to know.

-- But when people ‘throw out’ or try to get rid of judgment altogether (because they think it’s ‘bad’), they often lose their ability to discern or process.

-- In people whose emotional processing centers have been destroyed by disease or trauma, they often left unable to make judgments or decisions.

-- Depression is a stop sign. Ask yourself why you're being stopped. I’ve also seen (elsewhere) recently that depression is a sign that we need ‘deep rest’ aka ‘to be still’ to let our emotions talk to us. Clear off the agenda and go sit with yourself for a while. I can even attest that my own depression often comes because I am simply ‘overstimulated’. If I can carve out downtime to rejuvenate that is often the only thing that I needed to do to re-center.  –Nature expedites this for me!

-- Happiness & joy are signs that you're responding appropriately.

This book has been so useful in helping me understand my emotions that I’ve journaled a lot of it and even listened to parts of it twice. I can see it being a point of reference for a LONG time.

You may feel weird with some of her exercises but try them when you need to. You may be pleasantly surprised at how easy and useful they are.

Another tool that has helped me is a feeling wheel and learning the definitions of feelings even when I think that I know what they mean. 



Thursday, January 19, 2017

Steward of Your Vessel




One morning, before everyone else got up, I hopped on my bike and rode three miles down to a nearby landing. Then I sat for thirty minutes on a pier, noticing thoughts and giving thanks to God, praying and admiring nature.

When my time was up, I hated to leave the silence and the cool air (even though I was growing chilly). I hopped back on my back and rode the three miles back home.


What you don't realize is that the person that walked back through my door was not the same person that walked out of it. I woke up particularly angry and frustrated that morning. Even when I sat alone quietly reading scripture and praying; I could feel this buzz, like a current, reverberating through my thoughts, making it hard to focus.

There could have been any number of things to define as the cause; circumstances, hormones, thinking patterns, even going a few days without exercising. etc. Who knows?! -But trying to pinpoint it didn't seem like a fruitful effort. So many times, that action has led to blame, condemnation or further aggravation.

I knew that I didn't want to spend my day that way. Not only would it be hard for anyone that I came in contact with but it would be harder for me to get through as well. So, after I finished reading my Bible, I quickly got dressed so that I could squeeze in a ride before everyone else got up.

I couldn't help but notice that the "energy" that felt like anger pulsing before had left my bones as it was released in pedals down and up the hill again. Now instead, there was a quiet emptiness. Not the sad kind, but more like a place of rest, safely tucked inside my heart. One that was free and had room to accept more the world around me.

The word steward came to mind, and it struck me.

As 'good people' and/or 'Christians' we often think of stewardship over things and resources that are given for us to share. The definition even says that a steward is "a person who looks after the passengers on a ship, aircraft, or train; and one who manages drinks or meals." 

When we consider that all things that are given for God's purposes, then we too, are considered His vessels (Romans 9:21-232 Corinthians 4:7). Many times, by sharing ourselves, we can be the most useful or effective resource in the life of those we are alongside.

Yet, in this crazy-busy world, we often don't make time for ourselves to exercise, meditate, read scripture, or tend to other self-preserving habits. Especially if they involve "extra work" or something unfamiliar. -Other, more demanding, things frequently get our attention instead; wearing us down.

If we are to serve, love and be a light... why would we not want to lead with the cleanest vessel possible? It is easier to love when we're not frustrated. It's easier to be patient when we're rested. It's easier to pray and share a Word when we know the words we need to share.

This may sound exhausting, unrealistic or even legalistic. Yet we do not give a second thought to changing the oil in our car or handling routine maintenance for other vessels and tools we 'can't live without.'

You and I are the only stewards of the vessels that He has given us to navigate this life. May we find the time and encouragement to honor Him by caring for ourselves; giving our truly best to others. :)




Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Pushing Through








Some days you feel like you just can’t do enough—Cleaning the house, trying to gain order and discipline in your home or your habits, trying to spend enough time with God and each of those you love, serving others, etc.

Something is always left undone despite your best efforts. Sometimes you even lose your cool under the frustration of it all or grow disappointed in, even condemning, yourself for your slip-ups. Could God ever really use a hot mess like you? Will you have made a positive impact when it’s said and done?

Remember this during those times– Jonah only had ONE mission- to “deliver a message”. Yet in all four books, he is whining and frustrated and doesn’t display the attitude you’d expect to find in a mighty believer. He is depressed. He runs, avoids God, and is shown practically kicking and screaming the whole way.

Throughout that time, God is also seen beside him, chasing him down, nudging him, encouraging him, providing for him every step of the way. –Sometimes in mind-blowing ways. In the end, Jonah delivers the message. He is successful! Even with all of the extra work, 'flares', and discouragement that Jonah felt, the Lord was able to use him. He just had to push through and depend on God.

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Whatever you’re facing today, know you’re not alone. Proverbs 3:5-6 says Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and HE will make your paths straight. <3 Peace be with you!





Monday, December 12, 2016

Sitting in Vulnerability

Colin and I had five animals before we ever had kids. I got most of them pretty soon after getting married 15 years ago, which has made all of them seniors by now. Sadly, in the last two years, they have all started dying off. First Diesel the Cat. Then D.O.G. our black lab and then Zoe, another Cat. Then last Sunday I had to take Carson, my 12-year-old Dalmatian mix.

From the day that we met, he whined when I wasn't in his presence. This is the dog that I fostered for 3 weeks. I finally talked a friends dad into taking him home. Then after an argument with my husband, I ended up bringing him back home. Half out of spite. Half because after visiting him in his new place, he lost his mind (whining and even crying) and I felt guilty.

Either way, both reasons were selfish. He was a cute furry reminder.  He was also the reason that I wasn't allowed to foster any more animals or keep bread on the counter or have a gate that worked, as he "got a hold" of all of it.

I used to wonder if I would ever have the courage to put an animal to sleep. I also wondered I would recognize their time. [Here are some tips if you think you'll need them.] Have no doubt that they will let you know when they have had enough. D.O.G. did and Carson behaved very similarly. [You can read my comment on that thread of tips.]

Anyway, I will try to keep this brief but when our Uncle died, I walked away with the feeling that I can't believe that I never offered to pray with him or see if he needed help. (Not that he would have let me do one or both of them. Maybe he would have???)

When D.O.G. died, I was saddened by my last attempt to keep him with me and it made things a little harder for him in the end. I also didn't get to see him one more time pain-free with his eyes open. It was all so hurried that I wished I had of sung to him or tried to soothe him instead of sobbing.

When Carson's time came, I wasn't going to try and hang on. I did sing to him and even tried to lay on the floor with him while we were at home. But even after pain medication and getting on his level, Carson refused to sit or lay down. He couldn't anymore and I knew that the time had come.

I must admit that before I make myself sound so noble and sweet, that at first, I was really frustrated with him waking me up again at 2:30 in the morning and this time not leaving me alone. So, I wasn't very nice. Until I recognized the behavior.

So, I tried to do the things that I wished I had of done with D.O.G. but I couldn't say the word death in front of him. I felt like it was rude and insulting or something. After all, he's one of your best friends right? Even sitting in the vet floor, I couldn't recap our life together. I'm not even sure if I said everything I wanted to say because it felt some eerie way that I can't describe... Like you're talking about a person, right in front of them... I told myself it was because I didn't want to scare him.

Yet- isn't he the one that let me know it was time to go???  So, in hindsight, was I protecting him or myself?

Anyway, when I returned home, Colin was surprised that Carson wasn't with me. We had talked in the months leading up to this about the likelihood of having to put them to sleep. Both of our remaining dogs were falling down stairs, unable to get up and sometimes in pain. I am almost certain that I told Colin "it was time" when I left the house. In his defense, he [Colin] was asleep. Maybe I said it too early in the conversation.

But that thought coupled with my earlier thought about protecting myself while I was with Carson; I couldn't help but wonder if I don't communicate as well as I think I do... haha. I know I have come a long way but both dialogues [or lack of] have stayed with me and I don't want to just sweep them aside. Is this thought correlation a coincidence?
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Some other events soon followed suit, causing me to ask myself if I am even more vulnerable behind a screen than in my personal life and/or with strangers than those that I am closest to?

-Am I vulnerable enough with God?

If the first two instances were a coincidence; it now feels like I've come to an intersection with a blaring street light. It's exactly at the same junction [the end of a year] where I start to reflect on the previous year and the one ahead.

This earmark feels as though it is getting ready to turn cornerstone. Although I'm not sure how yet. I know I am waiting for a signal but I just want to sit and feel the tremble-

...tremble, tremble.