Do you enjoy finding new writers to read? I do and I also enjoy sharing those people with my friends and readers.
For that reason I’m going to be sharing the writing of several people from time-to-time this year with you.
One such person is my friend and Unity minister, Rev. Ellen Debenport. Her blog for this week is below and speaks to me on a very deep level.
Admitting where we are instead of pretending everything is great is one of the foundation principles I believe in. I hope you’ll enjoy Rev. Ellen’s viewpoint this week. I’ll be back next week – Have a great weekend!
In Spirit, Truth and Playfulness,
GO AHEAD. FEEL BAD.
We in Texas pride ourselves on many things, but tolerating cold is not one of them.
When it was 16 degrees Sunday morning, any number of the people I know just abandoned the idea of getting out. No church, no lunch, no afternoon plans. They hunkered down to ride it out.
Which got me thinking about how often we let outside circumstances dictate our lives.
I keep insisting we can choose what and how to think, rather than reacting to what’s outside of us. But sometimes circumstances matter.
When it’s 16 degrees, you will need a coat, no matter how elevated your consciousness is.
When someone you love dies, you most likely will be sad.
If your money runs out, it’s hard not to worry.
Just how reasonable is it to expect yourself not to react to outer circumstances?
THE GOOD AND THE BAD
Some circumstances are so fabulous, we wouldn’t want to miss them.
Falling in love.
Bringing home a new baby.
Watching a full moon rise.
Listening to the pounding surf as you walk on the beach.
If it’s permissible to enjoy the parts of life we label good, then why can’t we have a human reaction to the things we call bad?
I’m afraid that, in the name of spirituality, a lot of us have convinced ourselves we should never have a negative feeling. Or if we do feel bad, we feel guilty about it. Like spiritual failures.
So, once and for all, please let me officially give you permission to feel bad!
Go ahead and feel sad about your losses, scared about the uncertainties in your life, annoyed with people or events that disrupt your peace, regretful of past mistakes, or downright angry about a layoff or an election or a football game.
Even if, in some metaphysical way, you created or attracted whatever has happened, you are entitled to your feelings about it.
HOW MUCH IS TOO MUCH?
Right about now, someone is thinking, “Yes, but I don’t want to wallow in it.”
Wallowing gets a bad rap.
I will grant you, some people get stuck in their stories. They relish thinking of themselves as victims. They rehash the same events over and over for years, refusing to feel better or move into a new point of view.
Most of us, however, will get sick of hearing ourselves talk before we wallow very long. We will naturally be ready to move on.
And at the same time, why should we insist on recovering from a major event quickly? Life can really, really hurt. Grief and recovery take as long as they take, and it’s different for each person.
I fear those of us trying to live from a higher consciousness sometimes talk ourselves out of our feelings. And we miss an important part of the human journey.
Why do you suppose we came into human form? We wanted to delve into human life, right?
And doesn’t human life have its ups and downs, good and bad, easy and difficult? Doesn’t the prince always have to slay a few dragons before he can kiss the princess?
WHAT HARM IS A LITTLE NEGATIVITY?
I’m not encouraging you to feel bad just for the sake of feeling bad.
I’m encouraging you not to miss the human adventure.
Maybe someday, after we all are living in divine consciousness, there will be no more tears or anger or disappointment. But I’m increasingly convinced we are here to experience all that human life has to offer, not to transcend it.
It probably won’t all be pleasant, but it all will be part of your growth and learning.
And when we compare notes on the Other Side, I suspect the tough times on Earth will make some of the best stories, give us the biggest laughs and leave us grateful we had the courage to live as humans for a while.
Even when it was freezing cold in Texas.
PS – The beautiful picture of icicles at the top of this blog was taken by my friend Laura Shepard in Idaho, not Texas. But once it gets below about 40, this picture represents how it feels to us.