Sunday, December 20, 2015

Frostbitten feelings amongst holiday lights

It's supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year.  The holiday season full of much anticipation and merriment, but for some, like myself, the inability to fully embrace it becomes disconcerting and overwhelming.  The lack of the festive spirit once alive in past times intensifies unwelcomed feelings of loneliness, grief, and dismay till one stops wanting to feel anything at all. Numbness sets in after enough pain and exposure to these internal elements and our feelings become frostbitten.

It's a condition shared by many.  The most prominent figure that comes to my mind is Ebeneezer Scrooge.  Having recently viewed a stage performance, this time with newness to the full story of redemption.  I've always been able to recall the dramatic entrance of Christmas Future and the profound departure of the ghostly apparition with the intended message for Scrooge to change his ways.  But it was Christmas Past and Present's journey that I realized the true beauty and empathy craved by Dickens not just for the poor and marginalized, but for Scrooge himself.

Scrooge had so much hurt in his heart.  Witnessing the first travel with Christmas Past- I saw the boy Ebeneezer- alone, very much feeling unwanted and unloved by his father.  The deep need to garner worth and self-value equated to nominal achievement planted by the lack of affection from the most important man in a child's life.  In his goals to obtain self worth and value in monetary means- he lost the engagement to his beloved; in the pursuit to make a name for himself in business; adding another layer to his hardening heart.  Christmas Present's scene goes to the persistent nephew's Christmas party who is previous scenes has been trying to establish a relationship but Scrooge can't because the nephew in of himself is a reminder of the loss of the only true family he had, his sister who passed away due to complications during childbirth.  Each of these events helped shape Scrooges character.  His reactions to the ongoing pain and heart ache in his life- was to simply stop feeling the pain and eventually to stop feeling entirely.

Much like numbness from exposure to frostbite- we wish to stop having pain from these old wounds and unresolved feelings.  Numbness, though seems like a reprieve from the pain, long term is detrimental.  In the natural world exposure to harsh environments- as in frigid temperatures the human body reacts in self defense of retracting the blood from outer extremities to retain heat and a heart beat.  This in short term can save one's life.  Long term the damage is deep and sometimes crippling.  Similarly emotions and pain from passed hurts and trauma can leave us with functioning heart beats- but pieces of ourselves were sacrificed only to merely exist. 

I've experienced this numbness in the aftermath of sever hurt and loss.  My feelings have been frostbitten.  At first it feels like a reprieve from the constant ache and grief.  To be gifted with an allowance of nothingness in the wake of very painful time in my life, appealed to me.  It's seems like an "out" to stop having all those negative, heavy feelings- to ignore them and believe they will fade away on their own.  This is not at all true and the side effects will turn one's self into Scrooge.  Losing the ability to connect with our emotions (even the ones we wish we weren't experiencing)- causes a hamper to the feelings we ache for, till eventually isolating all of them (both good and bad) entirely.  We loose the ability to empathize, to love, and believe. Trying to cut one's feelings of pain, regret, anger, sorrow, and fear out of the heart- damages the areas where peace, love, joy, and hope exist. 

I am learning to feel my feelings because if they are not given credence and attention- they will hinder my ability to love, to find peace, have hope and seek joy. So I have to choose to go through the painful process of thawing out the parts I've left untreated, to allow the ice to be broken open and expose the parts still needing healing, and press into the pain to push out the poison lurking in my heart. Because I have experienced sadness, I can now recognize and appreciate joy; because I have tasted despair, I now thirst for hope; because I have been lonely, I value love and friendship.  I'm not fully recovered yet, but I believe as I seek hope and joy in  the midst of tears during this holiday season, my own redemptive journey may be used to help other frozen hearts.  If it wasn't too late for Scrooge to be given a second chance, it's not too late for me.  It's never too late this side of heaven for changes in the human heart and miracles to transform lives.

My Christmas wish for us all is to keep seeking hope, chasing truth, and discovering joy. 

Psalm 42:4-5
When I remember these things, I pour out my soul within me, for I had gone with the multitude; I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.  Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise Him for the help of His countenance

John 16:33 I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world. 

2 Corinthians 1:3-4 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.


Saturday, October 31, 2015

plagues and nightmares

How appropriate for Halloween when the things that scare us come to surface and can haunt our hearts and minds.  Can't out run these nightmares, as much as I've tried these last months.  I am learning though that possibly their not as scary and gruesome once confronted.  The ghosts of these fears simply need acknowledged; they need to be given credence so they can be laid to rest or at least continue on the journey towards closure.

Sometimes we can't help the demons that plague us.  I know this. I'm not excusing hurtful actions of others because of them.  I am speaking of the brokenness that exists, the old wounds received through life in this imperfect world and the choices and reactions we conjure up from them.  I am currently trying to figure out how to navigate through hurt of these wounds, to seek healing and not be buried in bitterness and regret.  I do not want to become a monster myself!

But I am infected...with the grief of loss.  Loss of my first love, loss of many dreams that were woven together with another, loss of title and roles- left with frays and tatters of who imagined myself to be and connections and relations I no longer am sure of. And that's what it is- an infection affecting  every layer of a person- mind, body, and soul.  With the symptoms of anger, depression, fatigue, confusion, bitter-sweet nostalgia, and fear of the unfamiliar, they cycle and visit without due order or warning at times.  Unfortunately it is not an uncommon condition this side of heaven, and I am not the first nor will be the last to experience this.  Hurt people hurt people.  I am trying not to perpetuate the cycle.

Discovering just how to do this, well can be a bit of a labyrinth.  Each person has their own confusing twists and turns to navigate through.  Me personally I've crawled, trudged, and am continuing to muddle through mine own.  But I've had help- a lot of help actually.  Help I had to seek, allow, and surrender to it.  Beautiful people willing to come along side me and walk with me through some of the scarier parts, to encourage my heart towards hope and healing, to lift me up in prayer and love, and find faith in a graceful Creator's plan and choose to believe it all for His good.  So I am still infected, but I'm beginning to not feel like my wounds are constantly gusting out.  I occasionally get a skip and frolic in this crazy maze more often than not now.  I'm still wounded, but I'm healing.

I still have my nightmares to put to rest.  I haven't slain all the dragons...yet.  I have battles ahead, but I am finally realizing I got a few victories under my belt too.  I maybe a little frightened of the unknown I'm facing and I know those nightmares will raise their ugly heads at times, but I am trying to discover where they come from so I can bind-up those openings; close and bar the breaches with healing, truth and a little faith so the ghosts of the past rest in peace.  So I can embrace the peace, joy and love waiting for me.


"Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them.  Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the heart to conquer it."
     _Rabindranath Tagore

Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you, he will never leave you nor forsake you.   Deuteronomy 31:6