Showing posts with label Art of feelings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art of feelings. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 2, 2025

Normalizing the Art of Feeling


The Courage to Stand Still: Normalizing the Art of Feeling

I know the silence well. The silence where the throat closes up because the lesson was clear: crying means you are weak.

For those of us raised under the mandate of emotional rigidity—the young girls and boys taught that strength meant an impenetrable shield—we learned quickly to treat our feelings like dangerous liabilities. We developed an unhealthy prowess for emotional suppression, transforming natural distress into a chronic need to be "strong." But the real question is: Why did we have to be so strong as children, and what price are we paying now for that perceived invincibility?

The answer lies in the destructive pattern we must now dismantle: We must normalize standing in a feeling, not doing everything not to feel.

The Illusion of the Fix

When difficult emotions arrive—be it shame, grief, fear, or profound frustration—our learned reflex is to find the nearest exit. The relief is instant, but the cost is substantial.

This is the cycle of masking:

The raw pain is met with the impulsive need for drink or drugs to achieve numbness.

The deep vulnerability is masked by fight or being a mean person—a preemptive strike to keep others at a distance.

The internal discomfort is turned into relentless, distracting action—anything but silence.

These behaviors are not solutions; they are expensive emotional duct tape. They create a temporary reprieve while ensuring that the underlying pressure builds until the next inevitable explosion. We are attempting to subdue a natural force, a core part of being human, and the suppression inevitably increases stress levels, leading to emotional burnout, disconnection, and higher risks of physical illness like heart disease.

The alternative is the courageous choice: True acceptance of that feeling.

The Internal Compass: Why Feeling is Crucial

Feeling your emotions is not just a passive experience; it is an active, vital function necessary for navigation and survival. Emotions are a natural part of being human that provides self-awareness, deepens connection, and unlocks healing.

1. Provides Self-Awareness and Clarity

Your emotions act as an internal compass. They are constantly guiding you, signaling what is working in your environment and what is causing friction. When you resist or suppress a feeling, you silence the compass, pushing yourself into confusion and poor decision-making.

Allowing sadness, for example, brings clarity. It signals a loss, a need for comfort, or a boundary that has been violated. Without acknowledging the sadness, we can't begin to understand the root cause of the distress.

2. Promotes Healing and Forward Movement

As we suppress difficult emotions like grief or anger, we don't eliminate them; we simply internalize them. They become emotional anchors, holding us perpetually stuck.

Acknowledging and feeling a difficult emotion is the necessary first step toward healing and moving forward. It allows the energy of the emotion to move through us, rather than being stored in us. This prevents the emotional extremes that lead to burnout and allows for a more balanced life.

Normalizing the Solution: Standing Still

To normalize standing in a feeling, we must replace the reflexive urge to mask with a deliberate process of recognition, acceptance, and healthy response. This is the blueprint for emotional integration:

1. Recognize and Name the Feeling

Before you can solve the problem, you must define it. Take a moment to check in: How is this making me feel?

Instead of defaulting to "I’m stressed," try to pinpoint the core emotion: Am I angry? Am I embarrassed? Am I experiencing deep disappointment? Understanding the subtle shades of your distress lowers its intensity and provides a functional handle on the situation.

2. Accept Without Judgment

The most difficult step is dropping the ingrained narrative that the feeling makes you weak. Embrace the feeling as an unavoidable, natural human response.

"I feel overwhelming shame right now, and that is okay. It is a signal, not a failing."

"I am incredibly angry, and I will not judge myself for this anger, but I will choose a healthy way to express the need behind it."

3. Normalize a Conscious Solution


Once you accept the feeling, you can recognize the underlying need and find a functional solution that doesn't rely on self-sabotage.

If the emotion is Grief, the solution isn't avoidance; it's seeking comfort, connection, and time for mourning. If the emotion is Anger, the solution isn't aggression; it’s setting firm boundaries and advocating for your needs. If the emotion is Anxiety (often based on future fear), the solution is grounding techniques, present-focused actions, or professional guidance.

The Gift of Design

For many, the ability to feel is seen as an evolutionary flaw—unpredictable and overwhelming. But viewed through a deeper lens, emotions are a profound gift, essential to connection and purpose.

God created us with this full spectrum of emotional capacity because without it, we could not live out the two greatest commandments: love God and love others. We cannot have a genuine relationship with anyone—spiritual or human—if we are numb or disconnected. Our feelings are the very engine of empathy, compassion, and shared joy.

When we suppress our emotions, we don't just feel disconnected from others; we feel disconnected from ourselves and from the full breadth of life intended for us.

The myth that strength requires a stone face is a prison. The true act of courage is allowing yourself to be vulnerable, to feel the pain, the anger, or the fear fully, and to stand still in that truth until you can find the authentic, healing way forward. Healing begins when we stop running from ourselves.

Tuesday, October 7, 2025

Striving Heart: "God, Do You See Me Trying?"

Striving Heart: "God, Do You See Me Trying?"



There are days, aren't there, when every fiber of your being screams a single question, a raw and vulnerable plea: "God, I am trying. Do You see me trying?" It's a cry from the deepest part of our spirit, a yearning to move beyond the attempt and into the doing, especially when it comes to living fully in His kingdom.

Sometimes, it feels almost impossible to believe in ourselves. The echoes of past failures, the sting of "bad outcomes" that seem to define our history, can be deafening. We know, intellectually, that we've been truly blessed in this life. But in moments of despair, all we can perceive is the negative, the hurt we've endured, leaving us terrified that there's nothing good left to anticipate.

Oh, God, all we want is You. We know we shouldn't make promises, but in those moments of fierce determination, we whisper, "I will keep getting up." The future is a hazy landscape; only You hold the GPS to our lives. But even amidst that uncertainty, the question persists: Do You see me trying?

We yearn for healing – spiritually, physically, and mentally. We long to be different, to be genuinely changed, to be pure. This desire is so deep, so resolute, there's no doubt about it. And yet, the stark reality of our human frailty hits us: "God, I am a sinful, stupid human who cannot seem to get anything right."

But that doesn't stop the trying.

"God, I am trying. Do You see me? Please, let me know." It’s a desperate need for confirmation, for a sign that our efforts don't go unnoticed.

And then, a whisper of truth breaks through the noise of self-doubt and past hurts. "I love You for real," we confess, and a quiet revelation begins to dawn: "I am starting to learn and see You really love me too." This realization is profound, especially for those of us who have felt unloved by the world. "No one really ever has loved me but You, God, love me for real." What a gift, what a comfort.

"God, I am trying. Can You hear me? I love You so much. Thank you for sending Your son, Jesus."

This love, this profound understanding of His unending affection, fuels an even deeper longing. We want to make it back home to Him, with our name written in the good book, to be accepted finally in a world that will never have us second-guessing our reason for being here.

"God, I am trying. Will You let me in on that day – the day it’s time to go?"


Saturday, September 13, 2025

God's gentle hand, a touch profound and deep, Heals the little girl within





God's gentle hand, a touch profound and deep,

Heals the little girl within, who used to weep

In secret, unheard, unrescued, left alone,

A fragile spirit on a battlefield grown.

No one came then, no tender voice to soothe,

But now, His love unwinds the bitter truth.

I hated tears, a weakness I disdained,

When mother, father, their cruel hands constrained

My spirit, struck me down, I’d meet their gaze

With vacant eyes, lost in a furious haze.

No sob would break, no tremor dare to start,

Just icy strength, a barricaded heart.

I walked around, a warrior, fierce and bold,

A story of invincibility untold.

As if no blow could land, no word could pierce,

Yet all I craved, beneath that hardened fierce,

Was "Mommy's girl," "Daddy's little light,"

To feel their love, to make my world feel right.

Inside, a storm of anger brewed and swelled,

A darkness rising, where my spirit dwelled.

But still, a longing for connection burned,

So I poured love on others, though unearned,

The way I wished that I had been embraced,

A love that cost me, left my heart defaced.

Each heartache added to the calloused skin,

Until I thought no light could break within.

I built my walls so high, so thick, so steep,

A fortress where my wounded soul would sleep.

Then, in that darkness, when all hope seemed gone,

A whisper called, a break before the dawn.

I ran into His grace, a saving light,

Jesus reached down and ended endless night.

He gathered all the broken bits of me,

And set my spirit, finally, truly free.

A rescue unlike any I had known,

Upon His love, a gentle seed was sown.

And now, I know, it's truly safe to mourn,

To let the silent, buried pain be born.

I cry to GOD, my tears a sacred flow,

Washing away the hurts from long ago.

It's okay to cry, the truth my heart now sings,

He gave me back the joy that comfort brings.




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