Friend - Sept. 25 Home Study Update
September 25th, 2003 at 11:45 amFriday, February 10, 2012 Hi Friend You are receiving this message
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will be the exact same message. (Unless you just want to read it
twice...) Last issue, I wrote about the damage self pity inflicts
on all of us to one degree or another. While self pity ranks as one
of the most effective tools of a child in coping with the rigors of
life, as a grown-up self pity becomes the glue that holds our
problems together. It lulls us to sleep as it gently persuades us
that we really aren't responsible for our life and the problems in
it. The slimy gooey mushy pit of self pity cradles and cocoons us,
and like a fish in the ocean that never realizes it lives in water,
we don't even know the self pity exists in our lives. But, boy can
we see it in others! When I first began to seriously explore self
pity a few years ago, one of the first things that jumped out at me
was the fact that almost everyone I knew was literally inundated
with it! I was surrounded by people in self pity. This seemed so
odd, since I honestly believed my own pity had been somehow
conquered and bested; perhaps shooed off in the night, or maybe,
attempting to do the right thing, it simply slunk away while I
wasn't looking. Either way, I KNEW I didn't have any self pity
issues... Therefore, I felt completely justified - almost as a duty
to God and country, to point out (and oh, so tactfully!) the pity I
observed in the people I loved. Kind of like pointing out a speck
of food on your dinner companion's face. After all, they'll
probably thank me for it, and I'll be a hero, right? I'll be the
wise one, the sage, the enlightened guru on the mountain top of
emotional stability, ready to impart my wisdom on all those seeking
to better themselves. The "Miss Manners" of the emotional realm.
Why, I could even start an advice column in the local... My
daydreaming was rudely interrupted by a hard dose of reality, as my
good intentions (have you noticed - they're ALWAYS good?) not only
fell upon deaf ears, but my wonderful friends and relatives,
apparently having their own plans for advice columns up their
sleeves, informed me (without the tact, I might add) that not only
was I COMPLETELY AND ONE HUNDRED PERCENT WRONG, but also I WAS THE
ONE IN SELF PITY and NOT THEM. Well, that was a real head
scratcher, let me tell you. Months passed. Still, the resolution
alluded me. How could they ALL be so wrong? Finally, I began to
learn about and explore the shadow self - the part of us that holds
all the things we deny. I learned the shadow, born when we are
born, exists as a a part of every human, every bit as real as any
person alive. I learned the shadow is not something to be despised,
or feared, but rather the shadow serves a very useful function. All
the thoughts, all the feelings that I could not or would not admit
to having - they didn't just disappear. As I was throwing my pity
away, like cigarette butts thrown from a speeding car, my shadow
followed right behind, picking up every single one of those pitiful
butts, and saving them for when I matured enough to dispose of them
properly. And in the meantime, my shadow offered many hints and
clues to the pity I denied. One of those hints reflected as the
people around me expressing and living in pity. What a mind blowing
experience! ...to come to understand and know, on a gut level -
that others really are a mirror to my own inner workings. More than
a cute saying, the people in my life really do reflect what's
inside of me. They really do. The pity I denied ended up in the
whinings of those around me. Like a bad movie that just will not
end, my unwitting friends were playing out the very emotions that I
would swear on a stack of Bibles did not exist in me. Now I REALLY
had a reason to feel pity! And I was forced to acknowledge what I
knew deep down inside the whole time. Yes, there was a tiny, tiny,
TINY bit of pity somewhere in my otherwise upstanding and
respectable emotional body. (Did I mention it was tiny?) Out of
this recognition and acknowledgment, I was then able to take the
next step; forgiving myself. And out of the forgiveness comes the
ability to change. The last issue provided the specific technique
for implementing that change. The "pity flush", I guess we could
call it. To read the last issue, go to http://www.join-the-fun.com/self-pity.html