Anger isn’t pretty. It’s not even pretty to write about. To be clear, I’m referring to the non-violent kind of anger stemming from some level of frustration.
There is the slow smoldering kind, the quick-flash kind, the kind threatening to overwhelm logic, the impatient kind, the kind that is linked to some previous experience or assumption, and the kind that shows up on another’s behalf.
Did you just notice that?… your initial reaction when reading this? It’s too raw. A tad distasteful? Continue reading Even anger has a voice
On one side, there’s the silent majority that feels compelled to muffle and censor its pain, resistance, and vision. On the other is the silent majority whose encouragement, support, and love never see the light.
For both, there’s a sense of potential rejection. Sharing is stifled, vulnerability shunned.
There are things in this world that we consider as “silent killers”. Who would have thought that silence itself could be one of them?
You have a heart. You have a voice. Now what’s in your way?
It has taken me a little while to decide to share this particular story about resilience. It’s very personal, yet a friend encouraged me to share it as it might encourage others to discover their innate resilience during challenging times. The ‘Seismic Resilience Series’ will resume next week with Part 2, “Author, Director and Star”.
At the beginning of August, an oncologist confirmed that my mother has advanced cancer in five different organs. She showed accelerated deterioration throughout August and into September when she started chemotherapy. Only a month and a half ago, she was driving, walking the dog, cooking, and listening to operas and concertos online. What a music buff!
There has been no time to adapt emotionally and cognitively. We take things day by day now. In Part 1 (Frustrated Attachments), I wrote that “Building your resilience muscles takes time…”. This isn’t entirely true. You don’t always have the luxury of time. Continue reading Resilience on the fly
My words fall on deaf ears. Maybe forgotten a few minutes later. I pace through the day sharing everything I am, everything I know. Maybe more. Yet here is the silence. I sense the resistance. What’s the point? Energy isn’t created in a vacuum. I’ve made a mistake, haven’t I?
Do similar thoughts ever slouch through your mind?
Until a conversation-in-passing a little later:
“Hey, remember that thing that you mentioned to me two years ago?”
“Uh… yeah… uh-huh…” (Vaguely.)
“It has simplified a lot of things in my life. Thanks!”
I get it. Seismic nudges don’t always feel like nudges at the time to either the giver or the receiver. We reap what we choose to cultivate. It takes faith and patience to hope for something harvest-worthy after an unknown, unpredictable growing season.
Whether or not you know it, you, Dear Friend, have awesome innate power to set the stage for transformation in your world. Whether or not you believe it, you are vital to us. You little Nudge Meister!
What do you choose to cultivate?
Quick! Write down all the roles you play in your life, personal and professional. All the positions you fill. Business owner, athlete, parent, child, partner, friend, sibling, sport coach, director, administrator, care-taker, breadwinner, mechanic, instructor, organizer, social coordinator, confidante, mediator…
One day, I woke up to the realization that I was valued for what I could do in my role more than for who I am. I had delivered in the different roles I played. It cost me. I paid by meeting others’ expectations of what they wanted me to achieve on their behalf.
Freedom comes from sharing who you are no matter what role you play, not the other way around. Playing a role without sharing who you truly are and your unique gifts… deadly.
Look at your list of roles. Which one is the real, deep-down, soul-core You? That’s the You we need more of now.