Sunday, January 31, 2010

How To End Hate (& its nasty side effects)

Ever heard that saying "What you resist persists"?

Ahh yes.

I've noticed a few patterns in my life recently.

In general, I've spent the last few years on a bit of a spiritual journey. Clearing out, well, pretty much everything.

The downside to this is, as I've got clearer, what remaining crap is there has echoed stronger & more powerfully through my life. Ahh, I wish I'd been told that when I started. Actually, probably best I wasn't.

The bad news is, there are parts of my life that still suck. Like you wouldn't believe. Well, ok, I'm human. The good news is, they stand out like nobody's business. Also, it's much easier to see when they're repeating.

So, here I am, looking at my life "Wtf? Didn't that same crappy situation happen 6mo ago? What's going on?"

Then, the other day, it hit me.

They've all been things I hate.

Now, of course, very early on, I went through all the core 'negative' (if there is such a thing) emotions, assessing all the places in my life they affected, healing them etc.

Of course, my life drastically improved. Quelle surprise.

When I looked at hate, I came up blank though. "Huh? I don't hate anyone." My Mum brought me up way to well for that nonsense. I've gotta say, there have been a few people I probably should (according to society) hate for the roles they've played in my life, but I still don't (thanks Mum).

What I realised lately though is - there's a lot of things I hate.

Guess what's recurring?

Situations, behaviours in those around me, limitations, frustrations, ongoing problems.

Yep, no frickin' surprise.

Hate is resistance.

I'm resisting this nonsense, so of course, I'm just drawing it into me. However you want to explain that (law of attraction, reticular activating system, self sabotage) is largely irrelevant.

The empirical evidence is this: Stuff I hate I just see more of in my life.

The big (& incredibly obvious) lesson? STOP IT.

Ok, so I like to keep things vaguely useful/practical around here. Bob has great advice above, but really, how do you stop hating something?

I've shared lots of ways of doing this kind of thing before, so here's a real simple way that's been helping me lately:

1. Give the issue a percentage, 0-100% where 0=Hate It, 100%=I'm 100% ok with this thing happening.
2. Ask yourself, can I increase that percentage? Say "Yes", out loud & as emphatically as possible.

Maybe it's just my analytical math brain, but that really resonates for me. I typically get a number in my head instantly. Uhh, 20%, or 3%. Whatever. It doesn't matter. It's just a starting point.

To work with this, there's a core realisation. You're the boss. You, the real You. Not your physical body, not your mind, not even your ego. The large, spiritual you. The essence of you. Your consciousness.

For example, if you decide to stop thinking about something, who makes that decision? You do. Not your brain. Your brain is just the tool. That's the real you making that decision. The core of your being.

Soooo. Once you realise that you're the boss, then everything is really just a decision. Including the decision to actually be ok with something you used to hate.

How/Why Does It Work?
1. Saying 'yes' puts you in a positive mindframe rather than negative (ie, resistant, hating). Salesmen have known this for eons, of course. Nothing new there.

2. Saying 'yes' releases resistance to the issue. Even just accepting it a little can help shift things, open you up & let go of that hate (or secret shame, as is often the case with deep hatred) and thus resistance. Once the floodgates open, voila, you're on your way.

I know, sounds crazy, but give it a bit of a go, be patient & watch what happens.

Of course, if you feel like using EFT, releasing, reiki, NPA or anything else at the same time, so much the better. Whatever helps.

When you do finally get up to 100% you'll realise. You just don't hate it any more, in fact, you couldn't care less. Know what? You'll stop seeing it in your life too.

For me, I got a piece of paper, on the left wrote "Things I f'n Hate", on the right "% Ok with it" then just made a list. Going down, even just saying "YES, I hate ..." it's the craziest thing, but I could feel the hate lifting off & that percentage rising.

Another interesting side effect? All this saying yes. I've had inner tension (that my sensei can feel, but is hard for me to pinpoint) for, well, probably my entire life. With this? I can actually feel it easing. Don't know how, or even what it is, but it's definitely lifting.

Whoever thought being positive would be beneficial? *grin*

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Monday, January 4, 2010

The No Soap Experiment

I'm not really a fan of New Year's resolutions. How many do you end up keeping?

However, a new year's experiment - where you try something new, just for January? Ahh, that's awesome.

So, a few years back I read a book a day for all of Jan. That was.. entertaining, although I didn't do much else with my time.

Then I tried eating no meat for January a couple of years later. That lasted about 3 days, until I realised I'd have to learn how to cook tofu (Eww! No thanks!) whereupon I discovered the raw food diet - no cooking, no tofu? I'm sold! Which was great, and extended out more or less continuously from there.

This year, based on reading this, & this, I thought I'd try washing with no soap or shampoo for all of January.

To paraphrase the theory, one reason we smell is because of bacteria on our skin, which is amped up when we strip natural oils etc out using soaps (which also leave a thin film of chemicals on our skin). Skin is something which is vastly underrated, but given that it's our largest organ, we should probably consider a little more than we tend to.

There's also a theory that you should never put anything on your skin that you wouldn't eat. Since our skin is absorbent, I've gotta say, that holds a lot of water for me.

People that have done the "no soap" thing before say it takes a couple of weeks for your body to adjust. There's a lot of flushing of toxins, plus your body getting used to not having to constantly replace the oils. After that, things hum along - clean shiny hair, glowing skin, etc etc.

Personally? I've gotta say I'm skeptical. I have some unusual skin. It's very moist (a dermatologist once showed it to me under a microscope, saying it was the moistest skin she'd ever seen). I also have a hyperactive lifestyle - working out until physical exhaustion (ie, mega sweat+dirt) four times a week, & do occasionally get very slight patches of eczema if I'm under a lot of stress or don't clean super well. I also find that my pores clog up a little if I miss a patch on my leg, say, when I'm cleaning (particularly after hard exercise).

These are all very minor things, but I suspect they'll be exacerbated without soap.

Up until now I've found the best solution is to use a very mild, non perfumed soap. I also do dry skin brushing (when I remember, I'm a bit lazy on that front, I'll admit), which helps slough off dead skin cells.

Of course, I'll still use soap before food prep, after the bathroom, or if (like today) I get myself covered in oil up to the elbows. Best not to be a complete idiot & ignore all that science has discovered in the past 200 years.

Also, this does NOT mean no washing. Hell no. Just not using soap. I'll still be scrubbing my body as if I were using soap - so that friction will help clean off dirt etc. I already use a nail brush (without soap) to scrub real tough grime out - eg grass stains on the bottom of my feet after training.

At present I'm a few days in, and definitely in that "argh" stage. I'm going to up the skin brushing a bit, & have more regular showers to help my skin flush away any crud that's coming out.

By the end of January I should have enough data to make a definitive conclusion - for my own body at least. Up to you to figure it out for yourself!

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Thursday, November 26, 2009

The Moments That Define Us

Now, from a title like that, you may be thinking I'm talking about those lifetime events that mark our place in history - ala Bill Gates selling DOS to IBM, or Lawn Chair Larry.

No, I'm talking about the moments that define our character, and as a result, ultimately us as human beings.

It breaks down like this. Anyone can be magnanimous, compassionate or loving in good times. What truly defines us is how we behave when things go wrong.

That's right, when something or someone pisses us off. The neighbour runs over our dog, our girlfriend runs off with a leper or someone just doesn't quite behave the way we want them to (which is really a control issue on our part, but I digress).

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I once heard the definition of maturity as "The difference in time between our emotional & rational responses to a situation."

That's succinct, but I don't necessarily believe that what's rational is always what's best.

Is it rational to be unconditionally loving towards someone that is treating you like shit? No, but it sure as hell is the fastest way to defuse the situation. See also: Gandhi. It worked out pretty well for him, except for, you know, right at the end.

A less succinct but more accurate definition might be "The difference in time between our fear & love based responses to a situation."

As we get more mature, our love based responses get closer & closer to the surface, and that time delay between fear & love gets ever shorter until it disappears altogether.

For example, I know when I was younger, kids screaming or leaving mess everywhere used to drive me mad. I mean, really crazy. Growing up as the oldest of eight might have done that to me. Heh. These days though, I watch myself, & my first reaction is just "Is it happy screaming? Ok, that's cool." As for mess, well, they're kids. You gently guide & provide a consistent example over a period of years, & eventually they'll sort it out, but there's no rush, they've got a ton of other learning to do too.

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This is where those minor daily upsets are actually a good thing. They provide feedback in two ways:

  1. Are we still instinctively reacting badly?
  2. How long is it taking us to calm down afterwards?

The first tells us whether we still have more healing/growing to do in this area, while the second is a quantifiable measure of the progress that we're making.

This doesn't mean I think you should welcome bad/upsetting events into your life, but given that these sorts of things tend to happen anyway, why not take advantage of them?

Ultimately, it's this ongoing collection of upsetting or unexpected situations & our reactions to them. That's what defines us as people.

As we grow & improve, these things bother us less & less.. & we become better people.

I guarantee you one thing. If you can remain positive & loving when everything is falling apart around you, you're going to be incredible when times are good.

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Friday, November 20, 2009

Healing the Subconscious

One of the toughest things about healing is this. Half the time we know something is wrong, but can't put our finger on exactly what the hell is going on.

Why?

Because our mind/ego has a delightful trait of trying to protect us by hiding things from our consciousness.

This is why people get selective amnesia (in extreme cases of trauma), or just forget things (day to day stuff).

This doesn't stop the hidden issue from royally screwing us over, of course.

So, what the hell to do about it?

Well, I found something cool.

I was reading Noah St John's afformations when it hit me.

Now, before you go on, I highly recommend signing up for his book excerpt. Whether you buy it or not is up to you, but the three chapters you get by throwing him your email address are very worth reading.

Ok, so his basic premise is this: Affirmations don't work because our mind rebutts it. "I'm wealthy I'm wealthy" & our mind goes "Uh huh, no you're not." So, it all falls apart. Noah's revelation was that if we phrase affirmations as an open ended question "Why am I so wealthy?" or "How am I so wealthy?" then our mind works for us instead of against us. It starts finding ways to answer the question.

Damn neat idea.

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I got thinking about this in context of healing - of removing those blocks we have, self-sabotages, resistances etc to our success (however you want to define that).

Now, with tapping (EFT), the usual approach is - first we tap out the problem, then we tap in the solution. Negative first, then positive.

Where this falls apart is if we can't see what the hell is going on.. & where open ended questions come to the rescue.

So, rather than tapping, say, "I hate my life" (which isn't great, since it's so general anyway), you tap on "Why do I hate my life?" or "What do I hate about my life?"

Several things happen. First, a lot of times your mind will answer the question - so you then tap on whatever comes up. Just go round a bit until it doesn't really feel like a problem any more. Secondly (& this is far more interesting), stuff will clear out without you ever having any idea what the hell it was that left.

But then, who cares, right? If it's gone, that's all that matters.

I've used this approach a lot over the last few weeks, & I've gotta say, it kicks righteous ass.

So - start with negative questions.. then have a go with the word "still" in there - that'll help clear up any leftovers - eg "Why do I still hate my life?". Then tap in the positive, which in this case would be "Why do I love my life?" or "What do I love about my life?"

I tell yah, works a goddamn treat.

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Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Anger is Stupid

Two interesting things happened to me this week.

The first, let's call "Event X", was that someone made me very, very angry. There's no value in getting into the specifics, but I've wracked my brain & been unable to come up with a worse thing that anyone has ever done to me. There probably is, I just can't remember it, so let's put it in the top three.

The second, let's call "Event Y", was that I made someone else very, very angry. Again, little value in the specifics - except to say that it was very definitely not intentional on my part (but of course I'd say that! I'm the one telling this story!)

So, Event X. How did I react? Well, firstly, I don't get angry very often. Not really angry. Maybe once every few years. I can distinctly remember the last time it happened, & that was February 2002. I get aggrieved, frustrated, annoyed, miffed.. but not real, cold anger. All these things are happening less & less these days (thankfully), but I'm still human.

To start with, I was in shock. Plain, simple shock that such a terrible thing could be done to me. I then transitioned into serious, hardcore anger. I had a very brief flirt with thoughts of revenge - for less than a second - but where's the value? Then you just have two upset people. As Ghandhi put so eloquently put it "An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind."

Then followed about 5 or 10 minutes of loud swearing (I was home alone), some surprise, disappointment, disbelief, & then, as I let more & more of it go, peace. And action, lots of action, to sort it all out.

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So, not ideal, yet. But, over it in a day or so tops. Over the worst of it in about half an hour. For me, that's a huge step forward. I'm happy with it. I'll keep working on it. It will improve.

Ok, let's leave that for the moment & move on to Event Y. Me making someone else angry.

I can't explain how the other person felt, except that they were still bitter & spewing unrequested vitriol in my direction several hours later.

Here's the funny thing though. This wasn't even anyone I know. I'd never met them before. Yes, a completely random internet stranger. Now, if I was going to be completely fair about it, I'd say I might have been a bit pushy. They might have been a bit careless - not paying as much attention as they could have been. Basically a very minor misunderstanding led to me doing something that they deemed utterly abhorrent. In my value system, it qualifies as "uhh, *shrug* so what?" but ok, everyone gets upset by different things.

Anyway, I could see that this person was in pain. They were screaming furious (sound familiar?) All over what to me was a simple misunderstanding, fixed with one click of a button. Them being upset didn't bother me particularly, I just thought, well, they should have paid more attention, & besides, it's such a minor thing, really, who cares?

But of course, different value systems - you can see where the misunderstanding might creep in.

The practical upshot was this - that person poured a ton of negative energy (bile, acid, stress) into their body for an extended period of time. Net effect on me? Basically zero.

Ok, so back to Event X.

Here's what I realised today.

This person had been threatening to do what they actually ended up doing for weeks. I just figured they wouldn't go through with it, so of course it was a huge shock when they did. However, if I'd actually listened to them, and taken action much earlier, I wouldn't even have noticed what they'd done. The effect on me would have been absolutely nothing. Less than nothing. Actually the outcome has been very positive.

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So, hang on, I got that angry, for what? Not paying attention? Not acting on what I'd already been told. Basically, I got angry because they did what they said they would do. Because they were as good as their word.

Uh, what?!?

I know I got stressed. Probably shortened my lifespan in the process.

What a complete & utter waste of energy.

Carrie Fisher had a great quote about resentment - but the exact same thing applies to anger, so I'll paraphrase (Thanks Carrie, love your work!):

"Anger is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die"

So true. So very, VERY true.

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Saturday, October 24, 2009

The Rat And The Rose

I was at a friend's place having a coffee when I saw the weirdest thing (to help you out, I circled it):

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Can you see it? Nope, neither could I, at the start.

However, we'd been watching the cat (a delightful Burmese). The cat had seen something interesting, so we were curious what it was. Usually this sort of thing is just a bird. This time though, it was a rat, about 6 inches long (plus tail).

Then we watched the rat climb the trellis. Uhh, what? A climbing rat? Well, ok, I used to be one of those, so I can dig that.

That's when it got surreal. This rat grabbed one of the roses in its teeth, pulled it off & started climbing down. Now, I got to my camera after it got a foot down the trellis, but check these pics out (I've tried to keep the same rose in the top right hand corner so you can track the rat easier as it progresses downwards):

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Just behind the 'marker' rose.

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now well below it

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even further

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and right off the bottom & into the garden.

Wow, crazy.

Oddly, Google doesn't have much in the way of "hey, rats love to eat roses!", so maybe I just got lucky.

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Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Confession

Nobody has their shit together, or has all the answers. No matter how much they pretend otherwise.

This, of course, includes me.

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