Number 8 is a doozy for me. Here it goes from Miss C:
8. Helping children to understand their feelings. Talk about the feelings the child is experiencing and give it a name. Encourage them to find acceptable avenues for releasing emotions.
My childhood was an epic fail in this area. The details could fill a book, 'How to emotionally destroy a human-being.' I didn't do much better with my children. Hard to teach something that I was almost totally clueless. Several years ago, I took a class called Everyday photography. We literally took pictures everyday. After a few weeks, we had hundreds of pictures. Then we chose pictures to group together in some sort of relationship or story from photos. I struggled and struggled trying to string 20 photos together that made some sort of sense. I just couldn't get it. I finally asked to meet with the professor so I could ask more questions. He once again explained what I needed to do, "Choose 20 pictures that go together." I asked for clarification, "How do you know what goes together?"
He looked puzzled, "Just go with the ones the you feel go together?" He said it so easily and I knew it was so impossible. I mustered all my courage and told the professor that I didn't feel anything. I couldn't comprehend what he was talking about. He commented that it would be very convenient to feel nothing. I shook my head. I happened to know that he had 2 teenage daughters. I explained, "Suppose in a couple of years your daughter was getting married to someone you liked and you were really happy for her but you couldn't tell her because all feelings are locked inside." He paused for a moment then agreed that would not be good. He then broke the process down into more practical steps. If there is a circle in one picture, choose another picture with a circle. If there is a yellow car in that picture choose a yellow flower in the next picture. I stiltedly followed these more basic instructions. I started stringing pictures together...mechanically, slowly, laboriously. I actually contemplated dropping the class. This was before integration. I kept working and working on the sequences. I needed to tap into my emotions. This was when KavinCoach was working with me on connecting to my feelings. The sequencing of pictures became a wedge that helped to pry the lid off of my hidden emotions. I had feelings but dissociation is a powerful survival tool that puts all emotions in a dark place inaccessible therefore unexploitable. Unfortunately, sometimes unreachable. The weeks passed and I continued to string together pictures. I continued counseling and talking with KavinCoach about how I hid my emotions even from myself. He reassured me often that I had the emotions, I buried them for safe keeping. I will say that I learned how to sequence pictures much faster than I learned to recognize and identify my emotions. I look back at that time and the struggles I had in trying to feel my own emotions. Now, they are much closer to the surface but I still struggle with knowing what to do with them once they are identified. I agree that this would be much easier to learn as a child.
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Thank you, Ruth. Beautiful pictures, beautiful sentiment. The quote is perfect, I'm going to read it to DH. Thank you.
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It ate my comment (or did it save it?). I was saying, I see Frank Della Penna, the Spirit of the Bells/Cast In Bronze. We got to hear him a few years ago, and met him after his show. He was so warm and genuine, and his music so beautiful and haunting.
I think I get the sequence.
My fiction has become far better writing for having more access to my feelings. But I can't say I appreciate them entirely. I feel a big muddy mess of emotions and I'm probably, certainly mishandling them in a lot of ways. I'm trying to be easier oneself for it and some days are better than others. Decades of dissociation and repression is bound to look bad when it finally surfaces.
Jonsi, I am glad you like the quote. I hope it helps too.
Brace both comments came through. I love his music. I have his CDs and listen to him every year.
Evan, I realized that I didn't give the title, New Beginnings.
Vicariousrising, emotions are a muddled mess. I'll be writing a lot more for a while. Hugs to you for reconnecting, it is difficult.
Interesting how you used photography to help you access your emotions Ruth. I had a similar upbringing and problems with emotions. Mine were more like a big black tangle than anything else.
The sequence is nice. About birth, hope, joy, roundness?
That is so a struggle for me a lot of the times. It is much easier to learn them as a kid, there is none of the intellectualising of emotions - just feel and let yourself feel. I feel that my normal is not to understand my emotions right away.
The photos are beautiful! xxoo T Reddy
P.S. Great quote from Brown.
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