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Years of holding back...
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I discovered something yesterday. Some Emotional Healing Processes have given me back YEARS of my life. β I was in the kitchen with the kids. We were listening to Moana's voyagers music... I was doing laundry... Cleaning the dishes... I was picking up the LEGO... β All of a sudden... the Music hits me. β I start feeling higher-intensity Sadness. I allow myself to feel sad, to cry, to make sounds. As I let it get bigger, the information comes. β Men in my life haven't modelled feeling Sadness consciously. For the men I've known, feeling Sadness usually meant: π§ Something is broken π§ Something is wrong π§ Something needs to be fixed π§ Someone is a poor victim π§ You make yourself available to being judged, called names and victimized β I start writing the information in my Beep!book. The kids are playing and singing around me. They've seen me crying many times. My daughter asks me if I'm crying. I say, yes, sadness is speaking to me. They keep dancing, playing and singing. β I finish writing a few minutes later. The information is received. The feeling passes and moves to the next one. β I might be bullshiting. But I think that being able to feel my sadness in this way has given me back years of my life. Also, being able to feel my anger without bottling it up. Or to feel my fear without collapsing under the weight of the information. Or feel my joy and not repress it, or feel guilty about it. β But my biggest joy is navigating these territories with more grace and resourcefulness. I'm using my feelings to get close to what is real and what I care about. Not what society tells me I should care about. Not about the "have to", the "shoulds" and the "responsibilities of a parent". Not about compromising your values or playing double agent with modern culture. β What do I care about really? The answer doesn't just come from my head anymore. It comes from what I'm feeling right now. I'm learning to undo all my mental conditioning and rely more on the intelligence of my feelings. β Love & Sadness, β P.S.: The Expand The Box training in Vancouver is officially postponed until more people are a FULL YES to this training. So, for now... β Are you on the West Coast of Canada or US? (Vancouver, Vancouver Island, Salt Spring Island, Seattle, etc) If you've been wanting to get to an in-person Rage Club or a space of feeling and transformation... My practice partner (Melissa) and I will be offering some spaces like this at the end of May and the beginning of June. Reply to this email to be notified when I have more details. β
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Jorge Pedret
I'm a Gameworld Builder who resiliently explores the edges of culture, parenting, relationships, and personal development. Receive my news, updates and events directly in your inbox.
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