I have long been a fan of using various techniques to daily check in with myself to see if I am on track or widely off track. Sunday is, however, a day which, for me, is associated with a more thorough assessment of how I am doing When I was an ordained minister pastoring a church or guest preaching provided a time for preaching/chatting with myself and incidentally inviting others to join me. I have not been a church pastor for many years, but daily I have the opportunity of listening to myself while talking with clients as they explore paths and techniques to and for healing. When we wrote a philosophy for the psychotherapy practice which I and some colleagues opened in 1990, we clearly stated that the mission of the staff was to create a place where it was safe for the staff to continue their healing journey and to then invite others who were labeled as clients to continue their healing journey. It was not long after opening our doors that I was forced to examine some of my own behavior with other staff. Thus begun another phase of my journey – one which was often exciting and just as often acutely uncomfortable.
Over the years I have used many techniques to attempt to honesty look at my behavior, thoughts and feelings. I have used a daily journal - a journal I carried around with me - sharing with friends and colleagues, attempting to non-defensively listen to colleagues when they had the nerve to take me seriously and give me their feelings, thoughts and impressions about my behavior. I have also used meditation, prayer, therapy, reading and listening to podcasts, Ted Talks and other people from around the world.
Since February of 2015 I have also used the technique of writing a daily blog to quiet my mind and share with myself and others what I am thinking and feeling. Often what I “hear” myself saying or what I hear from friends and colleagues is not comfortable. At times, I want to quickly stuff my words back into some box which I can then store under the bed, in the attic or some other place seldom visited. Yet, I continue to challenge myself by publicly exposing myself. Still, at times, I continue to make decisions which seriously question my sanity. One of those decisions which, at the moment, seems to confirm my insanity is my decision to sell this lovely villa in Florida and move back to the Wheeling, WV area. I am typing while sitting the midst of packed boxes and just a few pieces of furniture waiting for the movers to arrive for my partial load. I may or may not be purchasing a townhouse. I have yet to hear back from the sellers – via the listing agency and the sweetheart agent who is helping me – about whether they can or will make the repairs recommended by the home inspector.
My emotions and thoughts are many this morning. They include:
Anxious
Dumb
Undecided
Mixed messages
Excited
Love
Not again you idiot!
Home
Change
Faith
Friendship
Trust
Patience
I am sure that there are others, but the reader gets the idea. There was a time in my life when I might have gotten frustrated, self-critical and pushed away anyone who might have challenge me to identify and/or share my thoughts and feelings. After all, I had been born and trained as a male who was taught to pretend as if the only emotion he might express was anger and occasionalyl love – in moderation of course. I was not taught that it was important to honor all one’s emotions while not allowing one’s emotions by themselves to make decisions or to determine one’s strength. It would take mentors, therapists, honest self- examination and the ability to explore the reason for these rules before deciding to keep or discard them
Although I was sometimes taught that I should pray, mostly prayer was about coming clean with a plethora of sinful actions, desires, and thoughts. Accepting God’s harsh judgment of self and others was one of the chief characteristics of a true Christian. Prayer was exhausting, fearful and without comfort. Yet, this passed for a practice for spiritual growth. It did little to nothing for emotional growth. Fortunately, in my journey, I have been blessed with wonderful mentors, teachers and others who have lovingly helped me expand the tools I use to grow emotionally and spiritually.
Sadly, there are many such as me who are not taught that a daily time to explore emotional and spiritual growth is not about sin, judgement, punishment or other negative emotions and actions. Although the goal is to be honest and incudes the discomfort of admitting some of our thoughts and actions to ourselves, the goal is not judgment or punishment. The goal is to notice our thoughts and actions and lovingly decide if they are consistent with one’s core values and goals. If not, one can use various techniques for letting go of them.
The point for me is that without a daily system I can easily and quickly get off track. When I do, old habits can be unintentionally resurrected.
I had occasion to remind myself and someone else the other day of the sage wisdom of Heraclitus: “You cannot step into the same river twice.” Either we are going to move forwards or backwards, but we cannot stand still. Without a system – a planned, sacred time with intentional tools - none of us can grow emotionally, spiritually or intellectually. Mentors and other teachers, including we parents, need to do all we can to instill the need for this in our children. Depending on one’s schedule and the day on which Sabbath is celebrated it may be Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, or Saturday. For some with a constantly changing schedule it will be whatever day one has off work.
Written August 28, 2016