
Reading in bed last night, (one of my favorite things), the window open and faint breeze coming in, clean white sheets and my old ratty quilts. Having finished my previous book I grabbed one randomly off the shelf, (I do this quite a bit in hopes of receiving some brilliant "message", the thing that I most need to hear. From the pages of "Everywhere you go there you are", a passage stood out,
"If you are truly strong, there is little need to emphasize it to yourself or to others. Best to take another tack entirely and direct your attention where you fear most to look. You can do this by allowing yourself to feel, even to cry, to not have to have opinions about everything, to not appear invincible or unfeeling to others, but instead to be in touch with and appropriately open about your feelings. What looks like weakness is actually where your strength lies. And what looks like strength is often weakness, an attempt to cover up fear; this is an act or facade, however convincing it might appear to others or even to yourself." -John Kabat-Zinn
Quite appropriate given that in the last year I have become aware of that 'facade', the not wanting to show vulnerability, and the lack of intimacy that creates with others. Though I still have a habit of wanting to project that strength, I feel much more in touch with that vulnerability, able to see what is at the root of that facade, (insecurity, fear of the dark stuff, wanting people to "like" me, wanting be loved.) It has made me look at who I am without all of that other stuff, who am I without the facade (without all of the external embellishments, success, possessions, job, clothing, friends, home, position). THAT is who we truly are. Are we able to feel loveable when we stand in THAT truth? That is the most difficult thing of all.
Be strong then, and enter into your own body;
there you have a solid place for your feet.
Think about it carefully!
Don't go off somewhere else!
Kabir says this: just throw away all thoughts of imaginary things,
and stand firm in that which you are.
~kabir
I like this collage a lot. And the written entry reminds me of the Sanskrit words, Tat vam asi, you are that/thou are that. I just saw an inspiring Joseph Campbell DVD, Sukhavati: Place of Bliss (currently being aired on some PBS stations) in which he explains the Hindu concept that we are the divinity/wholeness that we seek: tat vam asi.
Posted by: Nicole on August 11, 2005 02:55 AMSpeechless, this is my struggle not the pushing but rather the believing in myself. Thank you for being vulnerable so we can all be more comfortable with ourselves.
Posted by: Alex on August 11, 2005 01:34 AMHow wonderfully profound. Thank you, again and again.
Posted by: Becca on August 10, 2005 12:10 AMThanks.This post is really what I needed.
Posted by: Dee on August 9, 2005 09:33 PMYou're a fucking rock star.
Smashing post.
Beautiful collage.
Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
Yay!
Posted by: Donavan on August 9, 2005 03:59 PMI enjoyed that very much, thanks
Posted by: Chris (mckeowc on August 9, 2005 02:23 PMThe hardest thing I have ever done and will ever do will be standing in that space with open arms.
Posted by: Alex on August 9, 2005 01:54 PMWhat a wonderful post. So true, so true! I absolutely love the image as well. Stunning.
Posted by: LadyLinoleum on August 9, 2005 12:37 PMstand firm in that which you are.
i am just having such a hard time figuring out the who i am part.
in time i guess..
I am LOVING your collages these days...big WOW! :)
Posted by: Swirly on August 9, 2005 11:12 AMThis is exactly what I've gone through over the past two years! I can say that now that I no longer BS myself or others, I feel truly strong rather than tough. Perhaps true strength lies in knowing how to be vulnerable.
Thank you for being brave enough not only to face the darkness but to share your process with the world. *hug*
Posted by: Kymberlee on August 9, 2005 11:09 AMMost of us feel we need to be strong, but at the deepest levels admire and even love those who live vulnerably outside the box: dressing the way they like, saying what they like, doing what they like, exhibiting freedom. It's a terrible irony. In my 40s, I'm finally starting to break free and be who I truly am, thank God. It was a long time coming!
Posted by: Kelly on August 9, 2005 11:02 AMRight on.
Posted by: Erica on August 9, 2005 10:53 AMThanks, Keri. I think that was just what I needed to think about.
Posted by: pippa on August 9, 2005 10:29 AM