Friday, April 1, 2016

Learning to Breathe..............

Learning to F.L.Y.  (First Love Myself)
Living by Proverbs 3:5-6

The following is from my Angela Shelton Sword of Trauma Workbook, Week 6. March 26, 2015

Why is breathing affected by trauma?
     I have witnessed more than one person learn to breathe after they started facing their trauma. Once
a woman at a retreat I was attending was completely crippled at the thought of introducing herself. When the facilitator asked her how long it had been since she had taken a breath, she broke down in sobs and said; “I haven’t breathed since I was six years old.”

     I was astounded that the woman could understand and articulate this. I then realized breathing had everything to do with all of the trauma she had stuffed down into her core. If she dared take a deep breath, it might come out.  I felt for her, and yet grateful I could breathe. 

     We spend much of our lives wasting huge amounts of energy and resources in the active avoidance of encountering our deepest selves.  It is no accident that Facebook, Internet, medication, TV, food and many more numbing agents make up a booming industry.

     However, the price to pay for avoiding our inner fears is just too high. It costs us our life force, creativity and literally takes our breath away. We deprive ourselves of life nourishing oxygen to cut off the intensity of feeling.

     Is it a fear of overwhelming pain we might encounter under the pasted on smile and "outgoing" personality? If I talk about it, I might start crying. If I start crying I will never stop.  Or a fear of appearing vulnerable and weak? This fear of connecting with our deepest feelings is deeply rooted in childhood trauma. If we look back, it’s likely that each of us will recall at least one childhood episode where we made an unconscious decision not to feel. And when we can’t feel, we can’t breathe. Being wounded makes it hard to breathe deeply. 

What am I afraid to say out Loud? 
·         What I do remember
·         Thing’s I’ve done
·         Things my family has done
·         Self-hatred


  If I could talk to my body, I would say……
·         Why do you have to be fat?
·         This is unacceptable
·         You’re ugly – look at your fat face and double chin
·         UGH – I hate how big my stomach is
·         So glad I can’t see by back side – I don’t even try
·         I can’t figure out how my husband says I am beautiful
·         I can’t even look at me

If I could talk to my pain, I would say……
·         It’s time to let it go
·         Let’s heal everything
·         Where does all of this pain come from
·         Do I have to remember everything before it all goes away?
·         Why do I have nightmares of being attacked and I can’t scream for help – I have no breath
·         Why do I have even worse nightmares when I try and recover childhood memories? 
·         I think you have been a part of my life for so long I don’t know and can’t imagine any other way.
·         It’s OK to feel you, it lets me know I have feelings for myself

     The day after I did this workbook page, I think my husband could tell things were getting tough and intense for me.  I had worked on this stuff before, but this time it was different.  I was going deeper and I think I was being more honest with myself. It was an intense process for me. He could feel it. He sent me the following text while I was at work; “It is not lost on me how blessed I am to be loved by you.”   WOW, words I needed to hear, but I felt so undeserving of them.  Here was my reply; “I don’t know what to say to that. I have tears in my eyes just to think about those words and where I am at with loving myself – and I think, how could I not love myself when I can feel how much my Heavenly Father loves me by the way He blesses me, most especially through you. Then I must be someone very special.”

As my inner tension relaxes, a pathway opens for my heart's energy to shine through and with it allows me to experience life at its fullest.  A big connection for me-------as I learn to love myself, I can breathe deeper and easier – because all of that stuff in my gut is going away – making room for me to breathe!

Hugs and Blessings,

Kim Mayer



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