Showing posts with label Creativity. Show all posts
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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Thursday's Therapy - The Secret to Being Authentic You ~ Authenticity, Part 1 ~by Athena Staik, Ph.D.




Thursday's Therapy

The Secret to Being "Authentic You" ~
Authenticity, Part 1

~by Athena Staik, Ph.D.



How frequently do you say or not say something because you’re worried how others will respond? For many, this happens regularly, perhaps more than we’d like to think.

Often, it’s related to not wanting to come across like someone on the opposite end of the spectrum, who is perhaps oblivious to the feelings or perspectives of others.

Most of us say we want to live authentically, to live true to our values and highest aspirations, yet it is not easy.


Why so challenging?

Mostly because the “real” issues in our lives often lie hidden beneath the content of what we say and do about the problems we face. They are driven by limiting beliefs that cause us to think and react in set ways that:

  • Train us look for ways to gain approval outside of ourselves.
  • Judge our self and others, harshly and relentlessly at times.
  • Focus on what we or others lack, unfulfilled expectations, etc.
  • Activate deep fears connected to our self-worth, our value, our sense of self, etc.
  • Trigger the body’s ‘fight or flee’ stress response.
  • Teach us to use tactics of fear, shame & guilt to get love or cooperation from others.

Life does not have to be as hard as we make it. Being who we really are inside is what we each aspire. To love and live authentically is to feel our fears, however, and stretch past them, to tame and to transform them.


Why authenticity?

The discovery and understanding of the brain’s neural operating systems help us understand the inner dynamics.

In addition to being wired for survival, our brain is wired with circuitry for caring and empathic connection. The brain is all about creating meaningful connections in our relationships.

We are neurologically wired with the capacity to develop and live in authentic relationships.

Yet we are also paradoxical beings.

Often, for example, part of us doesn’t want to have to prove anything to anyone, yet another part wants to prove something, if only that we are right, or not wrong. Some of us may be aware of these dynamics, and others not.

The brain is designed for a life time of learning, yet limiting beliefs and thinking patterns can keep the brain ready to activate low energy emotional states of fear.

Authenticity allows us to connect to certain inner processes, such as awareness and self-directed change, which allow healing to take place.

In other words, authenticity is not just an option. Authenticity is a path to healing.


A journey of inside-out learning?

Life is a learning journey. We are each unique beings living in a world surrounded by unique others, with whom, paradoxically, we also share a lot in common. The best and perhaps only way to really understand others is to know and understand ourselves.

On the one hand, we are designed to be and stand up for ourselves with courage, and on the other hand, we care about how we affect others. This consists of two seemingly opposing drives to:

  1. Experience our self as known and valued for our uniqueness.
  2. Experience our self in meaningful connection to life (especially key others).

The choice to be authentic is a courageous effort to find balance between the two.

That’s a tall order. It requires us to be bold and honest with ourselves.


The root problem?

When our brain picks up a danger signal, it automatically shifts out of ‘learning mode’ into ‘protective mode.’

The subconscious works somewhat like the operating system on our computer.

  • If we hold beliefs that automatically activate our body’s “fight or flee” response, for example, they do not allow us to listen, know and understand one another in ways that help us to grow and to heal.
  • These beliefs are akin to viruses that jam the communication network of our brain and body.
  • Very simply, when our survival response is activated, it high-jacks our thinking brain.
  • To our mind and body, we are facing an enemy threat, such as a tiger in the jungle, and it prepares us to either fight it off or run.

To express the uniqueness of the love and gifts we bring, it’s essential to stop protecting ourselves from facing core fears, such as fear, inadequacy, rejection, or abandonment. Neither does it work to devise ways of not dealing with our core fears. We’ve all been there, done that.

The root problem is fear of intimate knowing of self; the solution is authenticity.

It’s essential to face and learn how to transform old conditioned fears. Authenticity allows us to remain open and vulnerable in challenging situations, which is how we can transform our fears into assets, such as courage, strength and wisdom.


The secret to being authentically you?

Authenticity is a path to healing that taps into the wealth of resources inside to move and shape us and the direction of our lives. For example:

  • We have inborn universal yearnings to thrive and to self-actualize, to meaningfully contribute to life and others through our talents, gifts and love.
  • We each yearn to be recognized and to be valued for who we are, and to express the uniqueness of our love and gifts.
  • Our every action is in some way an attempt to fulfill these strivings.

Who we ‘are’ is shaped by an intention, either conscious or subconscious, of who we want to be combined with who we believe we are and deserve to be – and our actions.

Our intention and beliefs project a resonating frequency that attract more of what we bring into our life and relationships. The more clearly we know what we want, the more powerful the ‘vibration’ we send out of our intention. The more conscious we are of what we believe about ourselves and what we deserve, the more aware of where we are in relation to where we want to be.

So the question of being authentically you can be revealed in four questions, which may only be answered by you:

  1. Who do you want to be as a masterpiece of your own creation?
  2. What do you believe is possible for you to create?
  3. Do you feel you deserve the very best in your life and relationships?
  4. What actions are you willing to take?

In any given moment, you are creating yourself. Right now. Your past and all the events in your life do not define you. Neither do your thoughts, experiences or emotions.

Everything you think and do declares your intention.

And thus what you ‘attract’ or create in your life follows from who you are, your beliefs and actions.

Why not make this a conscious process, a conscious intention of who you want and deserve to be?

And now you know the secret.









Wednesday, August 5, 2009

The White Bridge




The White Bridge



Looking within my imagination,

I see the White Bridge you crossed on that night

From dreary earth to Glorification:

O what a glorious scene to my sight!



The bridge, made of purest gold, transparent—

And yet, it gave off sheens of whitest light...

Light from Savior-Spirit-God apparent,

Shining rays of Love of the purest white.



Th’ bridge’s span quite wide –from here to Heaven–

With no undergirding that I could see,

Nor could I see the spiritual leaven

That transmuted your soul t’ be heavenly…



But I saw the delight in Abba’s eyes

As He cradled you up into His arms;

Such passionate love our language defies

As He grabbed you away from Satan’s harms…



From th’ blackest evil Satan could concoct

To Whitest Love whose Goodness evil blocked,

Stormed Satan’s stronghold, whisking you away—

Satan crushed, thrown on the ground, left shell-shocked;

Helpless God’s plan t’ circumvent, there he lay.



And the look on your face was ecstasy

As you flew from the ground to Abba’s arms,

Nestling in their loving warmth so snugly,

Thrilled Amazing Grace so deftly disarms.



Now all I can do is quietly stare

As I watch you cross amidst the night air,

Awed, I see your flight from Nightmare t’ God’s Care;

Now God kisses your face, caresses your hair…



See Psalm 18 and Revelation 21


(Jesus said,) “I tell you the truth, whoever hears My word and believes Him who sent Me has eternal life and will not be condemned; he has crossed over from death to life. John 5:24


Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in Me will live, even though he dies” John 11:25


But if Christ is in you, your body is dead because of sin, yet your spirit is alive because of righteousness. Romans 8:10


And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose…And those He predestined, He also called; those He called, He also justified; those He justified, He also glorified. Romans 8:28,30


See that you do not look down on one of these little ones. For I tell you that their angels in Heaven always see the face of My Father in Heaven . . . . In the same way your Father in Heaven is not willing that any of these little ones should be lost. Matthew 18:10,14


(Jesus said,) “So he (the once rebellious son) got up and went to his father.

“But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.

“The son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’

“But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate.” Luke 15:20-24


...Jesus... (said), Suppose one of you has a 100 sheep and loses one of them. Does he not leave the 99 in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, 'Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.' I tell you that in the same way there is more rejoicing in Heaven over one sinner who repents than over 99 righteous persons who do not need to repent. Luke 15:3-7



All scripture quoted is from The New International Version of The Holy Bible Painting: The White Bridge by John Henry Twachtman, c1885 Poetry prompts: scene/seen, span, stare/stair as prompted by http://simplysnickers.blogspot.com/2009/08/poetry-prompt-through-sunday-august-9.html Encouraging thoughts about my child and her Savior as prompted by http://www.mcklinky.com/blog_hop.asp

Written 8/5/09 - The White Bridge - Angie Bennett Prince


Saturday, May 16, 2009

Right-Brain Grief Work




Right-Brain Grief Work

(Poetry Prompt)

 

                                    Lost a loved one, and now you’re feeling droll,

                                    In circumstances beyond your control?

                                    Read the latest grief research; then decide . . .

                                    Landscape River’s beautiful countryside

                                    Could provide the best grief-relief for you!

                                    To glide in the water, bask in the view,

                                    Hear nature sing, smell arboraceous scents,

                                    And taste foggy damp air whets every sense.

                                    Oft-times talking about grief makes one balk;

                                    Reveling in God’s world often beats talk!

                                    So come alongside and ride beside me;

                                    Take a break from your grief; take time to “be.”

                                    The left brain, by death has been traumatized;

                                    The right brain brings rest when it’s sense-i-tized!

 

 

Painting:  Landscape River by Thomas Gainsborough, c1770

Prompt words:  damp, decide, droll

http://simplysnickers.blogspot.com/2009/05/poetry-prompt-through-sunday-may-17.html

 

written 5/16/09 – Right-Brain Grief Work – Angie Bennett Prince

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Profound Nightmare



Profound Nightmare

 

To bed at 2, up at 3:47 . . .

Dreamed of her—it was another nightmare:

I thought she was here, not up in Heaven,

And yet I could not find her anywhere.  


I dreamed it was some kind of holiday,

A special day I was to share with her.  

I couldn’t find her; there was not a way . . .

Of which date, or which place, I was not sure!


. . . So I was going to get to see her,

Could not find her—I was letting her down!

Frenetically seeking, kept missing her . . .

Rules I was following would run aground.  


. . . A superficial world I was hanging

Onto, the rules of which I could not change:

It seemed my head, I was “banging, banging”—

The pathway I was on was way too strange.


(What could the moral of my nightmare be?)

She was somewhere, but on a different plane.

My clichéd rules were just frustrating me;

Holding onto them were just bringing pain.


I was living in a make-believe world,

Its rules could not help me find m’ baby girl.

Perhaps she wasn’t the only one stuck;

We were both trapped in lives kicking up muck!


In her life here, she was with me, but lies

Were what was keeping me away from her.

Now she’s away—in Heaven; I realize

My make-believe “dreams” distance me from her.


But I could not seem to drop rigid rules;

I knew I was using all the wrong tools.

When she was here, she was “bound” to have her way;

My make-believe dreams trap me the same way.


Why can’t I stop my magical thinking,

That if she were here, my life would be “syncing.”

Letting her go would mean trusting that God

Would bring her closer by (her) leaving this sod.


This world—is not all there is, I must trust!

We get our real life by turning to dust?!

Letting her go brings her closer to me?!

Holding what was distances her from me?!


God, may You have mercy to set me free—

“My” kingdom on earth is not good for me;

I must let go of all idol worship,

Even if it means “perfect life” worship!


Lord, You know I’m stuck in all the wrong rules;

The only way “out” is to use Your tools.

The only release is to follow You—

Lord, refresh my heart with Your morning dew . . .

Create a clean heart, right spirit renew!


Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.  

Psalm 51:10 KJV  (one of her favorite verses)


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Written 4/21/09 – Profound Nightmare – Angie Bennett Prince  

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

My Psalm — My Father God Loves Me in My Grief (An Acrostic Psalm)



                 My Psalm — 
 My Father God Loves Me in My Grief . . .
An Acrostic Psalm



    

....   Mourning my baby girl, I come to You; 
       You’re my respite amidst Death’s noxious view.

        Faithful are You Father God to love me! 
        Always and forever come above me,                                               
       Tabernacling o’er me with Your comfort, 
        Healing and holding my broken-heart’s hurt
        Even as You hold me and hurt with me,
        Reminding me You’ll e'er stay here with me.
                                                
        Guiding me through my soul’s pain, You lead me                      
       Over hills of misunderstanding You,               
        Down and through ravines, doubts’ and fears’ purview.
                                                        
          Lead me, O Gentle Shepherd, across plains 
          Of barren-desert-spirit’s sordid pains,                                 
          Void of living waters to replenish,           
          Ever hold me up until life’s finish. 
          Simply keep my tear-stricken eyes on You,

Moving them to see Your Heavenly view— 

Evermore my baby girl basks in You!

In her Father’s arms, she rests her tired soul, 
Near her Savior who died to make her whole.
  
My baby girl is no longer war-torn;                       
You gagged Vile One who’d coaxed her to suborn.
 
          Granting her shame, You drew her back to Grace. 
          Repenting from dark deeds, she sought Your face,
      Invoked Your help to save her from her ways, 
          Exhume her faith—  So now her arms upraise, 
          Forever thanks You, singing out Your praise!















Written 
4/28/09 -- My Psalm - My Father God Loves Me in My Grief  (An Acrostic Psalm) - Angie Bennett Prince