Taken from ‘Love for Imperfect Things – Haemin Sumin
What does every Miss World contestant – and also every abuse survivor want? Peace.
Peace from the noise, Peace from the terror, Peace from the eggshells, Peace from the pain
Peace
Space
Freedom to be.
A safe space. Rest.
Peace to sleep, safety to be.
Loved…
So, I may disagree slightly with Eckhart Tolle, as peace is found when circumstances change – when a situation of abuse changes.
When the space is opened up, where there is safety, there is space to breathe, peace.
And in that moment of peace, comes often the same realisation, of Who I am.
I take myself back a week.
I had no peace for 2 weeks. Anxiety was ruling my mind, constant swirl of a trauma reaction. I was unsettled.
Yet I was safe, Yet I was and am loved, Yet I could breathe…I had been taken back.
Part of recovering peace, for me was about remembering who I deeply am. That I am valuable, that a part of me was hurting (not my whole self), part of me required loving attention and warmth. I didn’t have peace until I could offer myself this tenderness.
My mind didnt have peace until after EMDR treatment.
It was all part of the process of recovering my emotional equilibrium and balance.
Peace.
I can sense that im in a state of peace, because my mind feels quiet.
To be honest, I struggle to write, when there doesnt seem to be that urge to write about something that’s causing pain or anger, or difficulty or trauma.
What is peace for you?
Freedom from the noise?
Rest?
Quiet?
Time to breathe?
That deep realisation of knowing who you are?
Our True Self can never be lost
Even for a single moment
Just like the present can never be lost
it is always here and now
whether we pay attention to it
Haemin Sumin, Love for Imperfect things
Find a moment to be still with your true self today.
Be Still. Quiet. Attentive.
Do not strive for peace.
Listen attentively, like you’d embrace your friend.
Over the next few days I will be away, as I’m heading to San Diego for a week to be with my beautiful fiancé Christelle as we plan our wedding for a few months time, meeting folks and importantly getting the license for our wedding.
As I head there, I’m am reminded of something from the last time I was in San Diego, at Christmas time.
I had to re-learn ‘crossing the road’ in a new context.
Yup.
Everything I instinctively followed about crossing a road in the UK I had to think differently. It wasn’t just that they drive on the wrong side – but that, get this, sometimes, a red light doesn’t mean stop – a ‘walk’ sign might mean walk if clear or walk if the car lets you, even if it says walk – do cars wait at crossings, who drives first at a crossroads – and what if two cars arrive first and why all the stopping and starting..
At least on one occasion I was half way across a junction driving and nearly froze. On another occasion Christelle and I weren’t seen by a driver as we used a crossing. Madness.
The rules were different, yet everyone seems to know how to operate in it, or at least, those with respect to these rules, who were aware of their surroundings were.
But I had to unlearn what I knew and try and learn a new language.
It felt like I was having to go against all my 43 years of unconscious competent instinct.
Press, wait for the green man, look and then go
was now, press, wait, wait and check, the car might not stop for you, then cross, carefully…
As I think about this today, one day out from travelling, Im reminded of some of the life scripts I’ve become more aware of
things like:
You can only relax, when all the jobs are done
Work hard, don’t be lazy
Dont think about yourself, thats selfish
Other people are more important than yourself
Hurry up, the early bird catches the worm
Dont be inconvenient
Make us proud
Keep things in the family
Dont upset us
Be strong…and care for me
What have yours been?
What about the words Ive said to myself ; Ill be ok if__________, or ‘that kind of thing happens to other people and not me’ or ‘I always___________’ or ‘If I do this then ill be happy/feel better/ successful/ok’
Then there was the script about waiting to be rescued – having a magical rescue or disappearing
The scripts are everywhere, just go to a coffee shop and listen to others –
but what about yours – what about mine.
One of mine definitely is ; ‘You can only stop and relax when all the jobs are done’ – and in previous situations those jobs were never done, but even now I have to make a conscious effort to undo that script – because there are still jobs to be done, and I can always make more, like cleaning the inside of the fridge, changing the beds, or the kitchen cupboards…even on my own in my new flat (or old one) being busy was part of my script – I might describe it as cleaning anxiety, conditioning as I was expecting to be ‘told off’ if things weren’t tidy, or putting my own needs last – either way I know that its there.
I also know that as a response to the ‘Dont exist’ phrases from childhood, I developed a script that was that ‘I was ok to exist if…….’ and this included things like being compliant, tidy, quiet..and working hard – so its not difficult to see where this all came from.
In Stewart and Joines (TA Today, 1987) they describe scripts to be one of these patterns, Always, Never, Until, Almost, After, Open ended, in the examples ive shared of my own you can hear the ‘Until’ as the common one, the reality is that there’s times I use all of them to some degree, but one might be more dominant than the other.
I have talked before about the difficulty of doing my own healing work in that piece I noted some of the internal voices that were current verbalisations of past scripts.
Like crossing the road, I have a choice – as do you
Do I follow the script of the old pattern – that worked to keep me alive and safe in one context
or Do I note it, see it, and realise that whilst it was needed, my context has changed? New rules, new awareness, new behaviours are required?
What if I say
The tidying can wait, its more important that I sit, in quiet and relax for a while
I am more important than the things….
or
I should go and do that fun impulsive thing, without over thinking it
I should do something I want to do – rather that what I think other people want for me to do
The first step has been acknowledging the patterns of the scripts – seeing them
The second is recognising that they were useful, kept me safe
The third is about realising that I have a choice to maintain the script – or decide that I can break out of the script pattern – because I am in a new context….and
Different things matter…..I matter… and I can choose…I am safe – so do I need the same script?
Of course – I did have a choice before – but the reality was that in abusive relationships that choice is limited.
Like crossing the road in the UK, its so long since I learned how to that that awareness has completely disappeared – I similarly didn’t realise that I was following script patterns for so so long – And I’m sure there are others I am yet to discover. I just instinctively did it, without realising – or felt I had no choice but to.
Now some of those scripts, just don’t make sense at all. But others are more subtle….
Be strong – and dont show your feelings– is another script I heard – as I had to soothe the abusive people around me – no space for me to show any emotions.
To other men – what were your scripts? What did you hear and take on? and How might you respond to them, and communicate to others around you that this is what you need to do? Changing life patterns is no easy feat, especially if it challenges norms within relationships. Other times if we dont change, its like being continually bewildered trying to cross a road in a different country. A country in which our new self, new awareness is wanting to shape us, shape me, into healthier patterns.
I am valuable and so are you.
The world is a better place when we become closer to the core self we are meant to be.
I made the choice to stay in bed the extra two hours this morning
Then when I woke up I chose to have a shower
I chose coffee over tea
then cereal over toast, id have loved blueberries on it, but didnt have any (I couldn’t make that choice)
I chose to sit on the couch and watch the birds as I ate, instead of at the table
and now I chose to write about it
I chose all of these things, they were choices I made
I chose also to get up and not dwell and let the challenges of yesterday take over
I chose to respond by getting up
I chose. They were my decisions.
Ive just got back from a two week visit to the South west of the USA, to spend Christmas with my now fiancé Christelle, and it was lovely to be away, away from job hunting, away from family drama and away.
There was something that I noticed at the very beginning of the time that I was there. Something I hadn’t never noticed before, from being in other countries, Spain, Greece or Tunisia.
Crossing roads was weird.
Now I get the ‘driving on the other side of the road’ thing – that makes sense. That was easy.
What was odd and disorientating was that responsibilities and choices were different.
As I made intentions clear..(a choice) I didnt know what was expected of me – what the custom was – who had the right of way, who would look if they were in a car, and when a car might wait for me that I wasnt used to.
What I could chose and what I had responsibility for was blurred. It was my responsibility to look and pay attention, to learn the customs and not expect all the 5m drivers in San Diego to obey my road crossing rules. It was my responsibility to keep myself safe, and also keep Christelle safe too.
Choice and responsibility is changing on the UK roads too, and it was the circulation of this diagram on social media that provoked this piece
The choices that are made now have different legal and physical consequences.
When I look back on my own life I can note the times when I have tried to cover up, our excuse the actual choices I made, in such ways as
‘I made a mistake’
or ‘The devil made me do it’ (when I was in a=n evangelical/charismatic phase)
‘that was a trauma reaction’ or
‘I didnt mean to do it’ (maybe followed by..)
‘Im only human…’
‘Im not as perfect as you think I am’
Its easier to hold someone else or something else responsible for your pain that to take responsibility for ending your own victimhood
Edith Eğer, The Choice
Trying to excuse, minimalise, convince the person I’ve hurt, or myself, that it wasnt me acting with responsibility in that moment. When the truth of the matter is, I made a choice. I cant say that I make a choice to have coffee at £3 in Starbucks every morning and then say ‘I made a mistake’ when I ran out of money, or I cant say that I make choices every day in my workplace, but only mistakes when abusing other people at parties. (though lets not confuse the issue further with the choices people make at work-parties, and their excuses afterwards)
Gary Zukav says this:
Each Choice that you make is a choice of intention. You may choose to remain silent in a particular situation, for example, and that action may serve the intention of penalising, sharing compassion, extracting vengeance, showing patience or loving. You may choose to speak forcefully, and that action may serve any of the same intentions.
Zukav (The Seat of the Soul)
He goes on to say that the splintered personality has many parts, each surfacing to fulfil the needs of the ego and what satisfies them. Eckhart Tolle writes:
If you had a choice, or realised that you do have a choice, would you choose suffering or joy, ease or non ease, peace or conflict? Would you choose a thought or feeling that cuts you off from your natural state of wellbeing, the joy of life within?
Tolle (The Power of Now)
When do I ‘take responsibility for choices’ or assign myself to the ‘poor me mistake maker’? – What positions to I take power in, what ones do I feel powerless in?
If its a choice- then I have to take responsibility for it – and not blame it away….facing that thought might be the most terrifying for all of us.
What consciousness (as Tolle would say) do I need to bring into situations so that I can see the light of what I do, as a choice , and make powerful choices even more?
Is there something different in the way we (Men) see the world – choices and responsibilities – than Women? Or given the greater awareness of abusive women in society than previously – is it something else? (just thinking out loud) Men are less likely to think about the consequences? – and this determines choice making?
Whether it affects it or not, We make choices. We can make good choices, to love, heal and joy – or we can make choices to hurt, confuse, damage and abuse. We can choose to love ourselves, and our world – or take from it and destroy. We can choose how we respond to oppression of poverty or war, we can choose. (The end of Poverty Safari by Darren McGarvey is very interesting)
I know there is more to write on this subject, and all three of the books I have mentioned are teaching and showing me more about choices and responsibilities, do give them a read. On Choice and responsibilities – what do you think? I know I haven’t covered the effects of trauma or medical diagnosis, or oppression in this piece, and so I know it is hugely complicated subject. I also want to write about how we have the power to choose our emotions, maybe thats in a follow up piece. Because, today I chose to get up, and chose how I might respond to today.