SEED QUESTIONS FOR REFLECTION: How do you relate to the notion that there is nothing inside of you to be ashamed of? Can you share a personal experience of a time when you became aware of what your storyteller was doing? What helps you avoid identifying yourself with your stories?
This passage reminds me of the idea of shadow self - all parts of me that I have disowned. An experince that comes to me is that when I suddenly, out of nowhere felt IMMENSE amounts of anger (almost as if I had discovered a reservoid of repressed anger of years). All this while I thought of myself as a peaceful person - and here I was, so so angry
It made me realize that the part of me that was getting angry was perhaps, pushed to the fringes - and now came back....to me there is a lot going on when we speak about accepting a part of ourselves
In accepting it, we accept ourselves, we also accept others and we gain access to the usefulness of this part of us...
So its a BIG idea there :)
I love the last bit about the "flavor of childhood" influencing the voice of the inner storyteller---this is something I have tried to become more aware of as I observe my reactions and the reactions of others---who might be their storyteller?
Understanding that other storytellers are coming from a different place can help us tame our own judgemental storyteller! I also appreciate the bit about embracing all sides of ourselves and that there is nothing inside us to be ashamed of. Hugs to all. :-)
I have a three and half year old grand daughter. She is just learning the process of story telling. Many times I feel she is getting into wrong habit! I have yet to learn how to stop her from getting into habit of story telling. She is in terrible mess when she gets up from the sleep in the afternoon. I can see that she does not know how how to stop. Her tantrums gets very wild some times and my wife will help her divert her mind into her favorite food or song. She becomes normal after a while! After reading J. Krishnamurty and his views of being passionate about being free from thoughts which crowd our consciousness all the time and does not allow us to learn to be pure observation. I find it difficult after lots of learning, to be patiently and aimlessly waiting for the unknown to appear and be in truth, peace and love!
As a swimmer, who cherishes the activity for its meditative solitude, I relate to the incident described. I find myself judging the lane blocker as an inconsiderate woman. There was room in the lane for both and not only did she not stay on one side, but she hit the swimmer. The story teller may have accessed the meditative calm to absorb that angry and invasive presence and convert it into compassion, yet the story lingered to eventually need release in this writing. In her situation, I would want to give myself permission to allow my story to be released gently back in the moment. I would want the gumption and presence to calmly say "Ouch! that hurt. You are a strong woman." I would like to leave the pool with "Enjoy your exercise class" shoutout to her. But even as I write this I know that the presence, gumption and calm are immediately lost when I am hurt. Unhooking from judgment and fear is not going to save me from getting hurt. Nothing is. Simply accepting my truth that sometimes I hurt and being able to own and bear that kindly, is what I wish for.[Hide Full Comment]
As to there being nothing inside of me to be ashamed of, my thoughts are that everything in me is me, and all that is in me is very much like all that is in everyone else, and we are all capable of loving and murder, kindness and violence, intimacy and rape, generosity and theft. We don't have to act out all that we are, but it's all there, it's all me, it's all us. I grow healthy by being aware of all of me, including my shadow side, and taming it like taming a wild stallion, and working with it. By disowning or denying some of me, it is more likely to emerge in a dark way. Through experiences -- no specific one comes to mind -- I came to believe that the 'storyteller' comes from that shadow side of me and encourages the shadow side of me. Many times in my life my 'storyteller' has won out and I've been mean one way or another -- those actions I am ashamed of. Learning about me, inching along the road of increased awareness and integration, helps me not act out my 'storyteller.' It's a long road.[Hide Full Comment]
Until he recently became too ill to write, Conrad shared his wisdom weekly with all of us on Awakin, always ending his reflection 'with kind and loving regards, Con'. He loved this sort of sharing and introduced me to Awakin. Con was my friend for more than 40 years. With deep sadness, I am letting you know that Con died this afternoon after a brief encounter with lung cancer. I will miss his physical presence. He was a good and compassionate man. I hope you will hold him in your kind and loving regards, thoughts and prayers.
"We are the Stories we tell." I am a Professional Storyteller. Yes, that is my "real" job. :) Much of my work is about building bridges between people & cultures, serving both myself and others to see the human being rather than labels, stereotypes or assumptions. When we stop and listen/view the human and take away any assumptions or judgments about what we "think" might be happening, that is when we can really see. Our own assumptions or judgments can get in the way or peace or resolution.
As for "there is nothing inside of you to be ashamed of" I have had 2 BIG experiences with that in the last year. 1. I went public about a 20 year challenge with anorexia/body image issues in a keynote presentation at the university I attended undergrad; it was so freeing and ended up deeply impacting the students. To share that journey at the very institution where the body image issue had such a grip on me was life changing and to show them you can come through the other side to healthy image, wow. 2. This April I went public on my blog about my own challenge with Depression. I did this because so many people only see the Light side of me, the FREE HUG and the Bubbles and the positive messages I post to uplift others. When I went public with the Depression, another weight was lifted. No shame and much support came as others shared their Stories of challenges too. Share YOUR Story and allow others to share theirs. and Always before you Speak: THINK. Is it Thoughtful? Is it Helpful? Is it Important? Is it Necessary? Is it Kind? HUGS from my heart to yours. Kristin