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		<title>By: Si Dawson</title>
		<link>http://sidawson.org/2009/03/you-are-not-your-thoughts-emotions-or.html/comment-page-1#comment-172</link>
		<dc:creator>Si Dawson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 18:17:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey Penelope&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First of all - there&#039;s no need to apologise at all.. It&#039;s a free web, you go right ahead &amp; comment on anything you like!! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Secondly, I&#039;m super glad that what I&#039;ve written has helped - even just a little. Thank you so much for writing to tell me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ultimately I think, the best that any of us can do - regardless of the day-to-day injuries, injustices &amp; setbacks, is just to love ourselves.. as much as we possibly can, &amp; then a little more. It&#039;s one thing to physically be hurt, but so much more of the pain comes from beating ourselves up afterwards.. &amp; changing that is as easy as making a choice. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A funny side effect? The more we love ourselves, the faster everything heals - emotionally &amp; physically.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Penelope</p>
<p>First of all — there's no need to apologise at all.. It's a free web, you go right ahead &amp; comment on anything you like!! :)</p>
<p>Secondly, I'm super glad that what I've written has helped — even just a little. Thank you so much for writing to tell me.</p>
<p>Ultimately I think, the best that any of us can do — regardless of the day-to-day injuries, injustices &amp; setbacks, is just to love ourselves.. as much as we possibly can, &amp; then a little more. It's one thing to physically be hurt, but so much more of the pain comes from beating ourselves up afterwards.. &amp; changing that is as easy as making a choice. </p>
<p>A funny side effect? The more we love ourselves, the faster everything heals — emotionally &amp; physically.</p>
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		<title>By: Penelope</title>
		<link>http://sidawson.org/2009/03/you-are-not-your-thoughts-emotions-or.html/comment-page-1#comment-171</link>
		<dc:creator>Penelope</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 07:24:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sorry for commenting on something written a while ago, but I&#039;ve only just discovered your blog, and this post just made me stop everything I was thinking--if only for 5 seconds--and get a look at what my life would be like with another perspective.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thing is, I&#039;ve been injured every day for over a year.  Nothing tragic or dramatic--just a sprained joint here, tendonitis there, a stress fracture, and so on.  Again, nothing tragic, but just enough to limit the things I like to do.  No hiking.  No riding.  No running.  No pushups.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I&#039;m young!  This shouldn&#039;t be happening to me!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But  it is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I felt for the longest time--and sometimes still feel--as if each injury chipped away a little bit at my identity.  After all, I can&#039;t yet do all of my favorite activities.  I needed the reminder that there is something to me that makes me me, something independent of my body.  It seems so obvious now.  A bird with a broken wing is still a bird.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&#039;m sure there will still be days when I feel upset and angry.   But right now, I feel a little bit better.  So thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sorry for commenting on something written a while ago, but I've only just discovered your blog, and this post just made me stop everything I was thinking–if only for 5 seconds–and get a look at what my life would be like with another perspective.  </p>
<p>Thing is, I've been injured every day for over a year.  Nothing tragic or dramatic–just a sprained joint here, tendonitis there, a stress fracture, and so on.  Again, nothing tragic, but just enough to limit the things I like to do.  No hiking.  No riding.  No running.  No pushups.  </p>
<p>And I'm young!  This shouldn't be happening to me!</p>
<p>But  it is.</p>
<p>I felt for the longest time–and sometimes still feel–as if each injury chipped away a little bit at my identity.  After all, I can't yet do all of my favorite activities.  I needed the reminder that there is something to me that makes me me, something independent of my body.  It seems so obvious now.  A bird with a broken wing is still a bird.</p>
<p>I'm sure there will still be days when I feel upset and angry.   But right now, I feel a little bit better.  So thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: Si Dawson</title>
		<link>http://sidawson.org/2009/03/you-are-not-your-thoughts-emotions-or.html/comment-page-1#comment-174</link>
		<dc:creator>Si Dawson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 15:33:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow, that&#039;s.. awesome.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you so much for sharing.  That&#039;s a pretty tough lesson you&#039;ve had to learn. A good one. I&#039;m sorry you had to get hurt in the process.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The good news is, it&#039;s very possible to let go of these emotions, to have them have significantly less power over us. Takes some practice, but even just being aware, &amp; letting them go when they do arise.. that&#039;s really all it takes. As you do this, over time these &#039;reactive&#039; emotions just stop occurring anywhere near as much, &amp; then eventually not at all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&#039;re already taking powerful steps.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, that's.. awesome.</p>
<p>Thank you so much for sharing.  That's a pretty tough lesson you've had to learn. A good one. I'm sorry you had to get hurt in the process.</p>
<p>The good news is, it's very possible to let go of these emotions, to have them have significantly less power over us. Takes some practice, but even just being aware, &amp; letting them go when they do arise.. that's really all it takes. As you do this, over time these 'reactive' emotions just stop occurring anywhere near as much, &amp; then eventually not at all.</p>
<p>You're already taking powerful steps.</p>
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		<title>By: bizzy</title>
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		<dc:creator>bizzy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 14:53:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Reading this has helped me understand myself more than the past three months of self-reflection I&#039;ve been forcing upon myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On xmas eve, I allowed myself to become so angry during an argument with my father, that I literally jumped out of his car while we were at a stop light and attempted to run across the street. My intention at the time was to remove myself from the situation that was causing me to be angry. I was going to walk the rest of the way home -- about two blocks -- because I thought at the time I couldn&#039;t stand to be in the car with him while he was acting in a way that provoked these intense, upset feelings. I knew I couldn&#039;t control his behavior, so I thought the only way to calm down was to control my own behavior.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The only problem was, I let my emotions control my behavior. I didn&#039;t get across the first lane of the street when a car going 35-40 mph struck me, causing me to fall on the asphalt, breaking my left wrist, and tearing a crucial ligament in my right knee. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When the driver stopped his car and, with a horrified look on his face, came to see if I was okay, all I could think to say was &quot;I&#039;m sorry&quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What is my point? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My point is that these past three months, through surgeries and physical therapy and time spent living back at my parents house while I recover and gradually reclaim my physical independence, I have had time to think about why this all happened. I don&#039;t think I&#039;ll ever know why or how I let my anger get the best of me, but it&#039;s clear to me now that, as you said, I was not and am not my emotions. They (anger, hurt, fear, etc) were clearly clouding what I consider my own common sense. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;Look both ways before crossing the street.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Every small child in America hears this from adults, yet I, a 26-year-old woman, forgot it in a split-second because I was too busy listening and surrendering to the emotions that I now see as a poison that swiftly injected itself into my rationale.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I&#039;m sorry for the tangent. What I&#039;m trying to say is thank you for bringing all of this awareness to the forefront of my mind. I&#039;ll probably continue to try and make sense of this incident in my life, but at least now I have a more clear picture of how to recognize these emotions and what power they have if I choose to yield to them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, consider me a new subscriber.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reading this has helped me understand myself more than the past three months of self-reflection I've been forcing upon myself.</p>
<p>On xmas eve, I allowed myself to become so angry during an argument with my father, that I literally jumped out of his car while we were at a stop light and attempted to run across the street. My intention at the time was to remove myself from the situation that was causing me to be angry. I was going to walk the rest of the way home — about two blocks — because I thought at the time I couldn't stand to be in the car with him while he was acting in a way that provoked these intense, upset feelings. I knew I couldn't control his behavior, so I thought the only way to calm down was to control my own behavior.</p>
<p>The only problem was, I let my emotions control my behavior. I didn't get across the first lane of the street when a car going 35–40 mph struck me, causing me to fall on the asphalt, breaking my left wrist, and tearing a crucial ligament in my right knee. </p>
<p>When the driver stopped his car and, with a horrified look on his face, came to see if I was okay, all I could think to say was "I'm sorry".</p>
<p>What is my point? </p>
<p>My point is that these past three months, through surgeries and physical therapy and time spent living back at my parents house while I recover and gradually reclaim my physical independence, I have had time to think about why this all happened. I don't think I'll ever know why or how I let my anger get the best of me, but it's clear to me now that, as you said, I was not and am not my emotions. They (anger, hurt, fear, etc) were clearly clouding what I consider my own common sense. </p>
<p>"Look both ways before crossing the street."</p>
<p>Every small child in America hears this from adults, yet I, a 26-year-old woman, forgot it in a split-second because I was too busy listening and surrendering to the emotions that I now see as a poison that swiftly injected itself into my rationale.</p>
<p>Anyway, I'm sorry for the tangent. What I'm trying to say is thank you for bringing all of this awareness to the forefront of my mind. I'll probably continue to try and make sense of this incident in my life, but at least now I have a more clear picture of how to recognize these emotions and what power they have if I choose to yield to them.</p>
<p>Also, consider me a new subscriber.</p>
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		<title>By: Si Dawson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Si Dawson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 15:04:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well you know, they weren&#039;t called the average four! :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well you know, they weren't called the average four! :)</p>
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		<title>By: John B</title>
		<link>http://sidawson.org/2009/03/you-are-not-your-thoughts-emotions-or.html/comment-page-1#comment-175</link>
		<dc:creator>John B</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 06:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;We&#039;re the space in which they form.&quot;&lt;br&gt;I like that line!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>"We're the space in which they form."<br />I like that line!</p>
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		<title>By: Jim Dee</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jim Dee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 23:24:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Amen, brother.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Reminds me of a fave tune by the fab 4:&lt;br&gt;Let It Be -- &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4oZYqAeIdYk&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4oZYqAeIdYk&lt;/a&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Amen, brother.</p>
<p>Reminds me of a fave tune by the fab 4:<br />Let It Be — <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4oZYqAeIdYk" rel="nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4oZYqAeIdYk</a></p>
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