03-28-2010, 12:02 AM
Lately I have realized that, as far as I have come in my spiritual seeking, there is still a rather large blockage that is holding me back in various ways. Somewhere beneath my happy-go-lucky exterior boils a well of pain and anger whose roots run very deep. I have often felt a lingering sadness, tinged with a vague but brutal variation of self-loathing. Recently I have been trying very hard to get to the bottom of what is causing these negative feelings, and I feel like I have finally hit upon something of an answer.
Ultimately, the answer is that I am not being honest with myself. There are truths about my emotions and my innermost desires that I find shameful, and therefore I continually try to gloss over them by flying off the handle over little things, pretending that my job and my various relationships are the causes for my anger and despair. In reality it is something that comes from deep within. Basically, I feel the need to just get this out and be totally, brutally honest, even though it hurts and I’m afraid of looking like a fool…it’s time for me to just acknowledge what’s going on and then let it go.
The jist of it is this: I have known for a long time that the extreme sensitivity of both my physical and energy bodies makes me an easy target for more…pronounced negative greetings. My ability to perceive dark visitors has caused many an interesting encounter. However, this is NOT the root of my problem.
The root is that I secretly enjoy it when they come around. Not that I enjoy the actual encounter, but afterward I feel a rush, a sort of excitement, because SOMETHING happened. Something, even a bad something, came along to pierce the grueling humdrum of my day. It broke up the cycle of work, eat, sleep. It was blatant physical evidence that there is something MORE. As much as I attempt to repel these contacts, in subconscious I cling to them more tightly than anything, because they are my proof.
My problem, I believe, is that I’m not willing to just have faith. I’ve begged to be able to have the positive contacts that so many wanderers report…to be able to so much as see a UFO, or even talk to one of my star family in a dream. But it is my yearning for proof, for more and more verification, that I believe keeps any of these things from happening in the first place. I have not been willing to fall back and believe that there will be something there to catch me. Instead I have contented myself with falling into the arms of those who would torment me, all for that taste of attention and that brief feeling of acknowledgement.
Something in me enjoys their attention. I feel special because they notice me enough to go to all the effort to drag me down. I feel like that kid in grade school who acts up because any attention, even getting scolded, is better than being invisible. So then I have to ask myself, why do I feel invisible? I have many people who love me, who would die for me. What am I not getting from these relationships? What am I missing that causes me to cause myself pain in order to both receive attention and verify that I can still feel and still make sure that something more is out there?
I’ve wondered if it stems from my childhood. Though both my parents doted on me frequently, often it felt like an illusion. I was always waiting for the bubble to burst and give way to the next fight. I’m wondering if somehow that cycle of love and violent outburst got the two crossed in my mind somehow? Ultimately the very root cause of this unnecessary attention seeking is still unknown to me.
What I do know is that this is not what I want. I do not want to be secretly happy when someone shows up to ruin my day in a very creepy way, as I know that they are only happy to oblige and keep showing up, and keep distracting me from my path. How can I blame negative entities for my problems when I’ve been laying down the welcome mat for years? I have to do my part before I ask anyone else to help me keep them away.
I must really search my heart now, and find my faith. I must find what at my core makes what I believe sacred to me, and build upon that instead of expecting proof to be dumped in my lap. I need to start paying attention to the signs in my own heart instead of asking for signs from the heavens.
As for my lust for attention…that will take much meditation as to what would be the best way to solve what I see as an unsatisfactory situation. It is hard to change your very desires without first unraveling the cause of said desires, and that is a rabbit hole I haven’t reached the bottom of yet. Yet I am at least acknowledging my true feelings and being honest, and saying it out in the open so there’s no taking it back.
This is an issue I want to work on. I am willing to drop my shields and let the love of the Creator move into my heart, knowing that in time it may heal these wounds and allow me to move on to higher things. I am asking assistance from higher forces to help me with this true surrender…this desire to move out of the selfishness that I have held onto for so long and be a true channel of love. I am going to try to have FAITH that all may truly be well.
Ultimately, the answer is that I am not being honest with myself. There are truths about my emotions and my innermost desires that I find shameful, and therefore I continually try to gloss over them by flying off the handle over little things, pretending that my job and my various relationships are the causes for my anger and despair. In reality it is something that comes from deep within. Basically, I feel the need to just get this out and be totally, brutally honest, even though it hurts and I’m afraid of looking like a fool…it’s time for me to just acknowledge what’s going on and then let it go.
The jist of it is this: I have known for a long time that the extreme sensitivity of both my physical and energy bodies makes me an easy target for more…pronounced negative greetings. My ability to perceive dark visitors has caused many an interesting encounter. However, this is NOT the root of my problem.
The root is that I secretly enjoy it when they come around. Not that I enjoy the actual encounter, but afterward I feel a rush, a sort of excitement, because SOMETHING happened. Something, even a bad something, came along to pierce the grueling humdrum of my day. It broke up the cycle of work, eat, sleep. It was blatant physical evidence that there is something MORE. As much as I attempt to repel these contacts, in subconscious I cling to them more tightly than anything, because they are my proof.
My problem, I believe, is that I’m not willing to just have faith. I’ve begged to be able to have the positive contacts that so many wanderers report…to be able to so much as see a UFO, or even talk to one of my star family in a dream. But it is my yearning for proof, for more and more verification, that I believe keeps any of these things from happening in the first place. I have not been willing to fall back and believe that there will be something there to catch me. Instead I have contented myself with falling into the arms of those who would torment me, all for that taste of attention and that brief feeling of acknowledgement.
Something in me enjoys their attention. I feel special because they notice me enough to go to all the effort to drag me down. I feel like that kid in grade school who acts up because any attention, even getting scolded, is better than being invisible. So then I have to ask myself, why do I feel invisible? I have many people who love me, who would die for me. What am I not getting from these relationships? What am I missing that causes me to cause myself pain in order to both receive attention and verify that I can still feel and still make sure that something more is out there?
I’ve wondered if it stems from my childhood. Though both my parents doted on me frequently, often it felt like an illusion. I was always waiting for the bubble to burst and give way to the next fight. I’m wondering if somehow that cycle of love and violent outburst got the two crossed in my mind somehow? Ultimately the very root cause of this unnecessary attention seeking is still unknown to me.
What I do know is that this is not what I want. I do not want to be secretly happy when someone shows up to ruin my day in a very creepy way, as I know that they are only happy to oblige and keep showing up, and keep distracting me from my path. How can I blame negative entities for my problems when I’ve been laying down the welcome mat for years? I have to do my part before I ask anyone else to help me keep them away.
I must really search my heart now, and find my faith. I must find what at my core makes what I believe sacred to me, and build upon that instead of expecting proof to be dumped in my lap. I need to start paying attention to the signs in my own heart instead of asking for signs from the heavens.
As for my lust for attention…that will take much meditation as to what would be the best way to solve what I see as an unsatisfactory situation. It is hard to change your very desires without first unraveling the cause of said desires, and that is a rabbit hole I haven’t reached the bottom of yet. Yet I am at least acknowledging my true feelings and being honest, and saying it out in the open so there’s no taking it back.
This is an issue I want to work on. I am willing to drop my shields and let the love of the Creator move into my heart, knowing that in time it may heal these wounds and allow me to move on to higher things. I am asking assistance from higher forces to help me with this true surrender…this desire to move out of the selfishness that I have held onto for so long and be a true channel of love. I am going to try to have FAITH that all may truly be well.