Full disclosure, I meditate and I believe in God. That being said, I’m not here to sell you on my idea of what’s right or tell you what’s right for you. I’m only going to tell you what my process was and hopefully it will be helpful to some.
An Alternative to the Unhealthy Highs and Lows
I’ve been meditating for about seven years now. And it’s helped to change my perspective on just about everything. That doesn’t mean that life is suddenly easier, or the emotional weight is any less than it was when I wasn’t meditating. I still experience the same frustrations and problems as I did before, only now I see things in a different light.
I believe the main benefit I’ve gained from meditation is that I’m more easily able to connect with my emotions and wants and needs. More so than I’ve ever been able to in the past. Which has helped to slow down my emotions and reactions to them quite a bit.
I used to drink. Coffee during the day. Mostly espresso in the form of mochas at about seven to nine shots daily. But I’ve also had my fair share of energy drinks as well. Then I switched to alcohol at night. Usually six to seven drinks. These were to slow myself down from all the coffee I drank during the day. Sometimes I’d mix the energy drinks with the alcohol. That was tough. A constant cycle of highs and lows and not a healthy one or something that was sustainable by any means. If I went without either for to long I would get panic attacks. Usually when the feelings I was running from would slowly start to bubble to the surface.
Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t all bad. I had some fun times but I was never really aware of the consequences of living without restraint and only living for the fun times. The “difficult” emotions mounted on the doorstep not unlike stacks of unpaid bills waiting for the day that I would open them. Only to be bowled over by the amount owed.
Check’s in the Mail…
As I’ve said above, my emotional debts sometimes came in the form of anxiety attacks. But they usually took the form of a listless drifting without direction and not knowing how to move myself forward in life. In short, I didn’t quite have my bearings. And it wasn’t just myself that I was hurting by avoiding my unfelt emotions. It was everyone around me that relied on me in some way or for some form of support.
For example I was married for eight years. Looking back now I can see what a wonderful and supportive wife I had, but that’s exactly it. The wife I had. I neglected her emotions in our relationship in the same ways I was neglecting my own emotions. One day she even came to me and said, “I feel like we’re roommates”. This should have been a wakeup call to the extent that I had been disconnecting from her and my feelings for her in our relationship.
In the end I ran from her. To avoid the emotional bills that were pounding on my door for the ways I had been living. Unfortunately I ran straight into the arms of a woman who was also on the run from her own emotional debt. As you’ve probably already guessed it did not end well for anyone involved. Accept my ex-wife who is happily remarried and where she wants to be. I’m happy for her and wish her nothing but the best for her and her family.
Paying Off Your Emotional Debt
But it wasn’t until I started meditating that I could even begin to see things from this perspective. When I meditate, it has helped me to open the bills one at a time and take stock of my personal resources. And allocate parts of myself, my resources, to myself to help ease the pain of so many neglected emotions.
Ironically, one of the areas I had neglected was personal finance. So some of my emotional debt came in the form of monetary debt. In fact, most of what I was doing was reparenting myself around all the neglected areas of my life. Giving myself the care, direction and attention that I never received growing up as a child. And it wasn’t all their fault, but without the chance to slow down, meditate and take my own personal inventory, I would have went along in life completely oblivious to the ways I was being neglected and neglecting myself.
Separating the Healthy from Unhealthy Lessons
It’s no easy, as my friend Melba would say. Getting in touch with the parts of ourselves we’ve been avoiding. But for me, when I meditate, it helped. It helped me to know when to reach out to others for help when I needed it, for emotional support. Usually when the emotions became too much for me to bear alone.
I was raised by men who were men. Hairy chested, heavy drinking, take what they want and trample whomever is in their way, men. Asking for help was, according to the men (and women) who raised me, “a woman’s trait”. It took a long time for me to unlearn this and many of the other unhealthy lessons I was taught.
Later a co-worker of mine from a past job (let’s call him Lance 😉 labeled this way of being as a form of “toxic masculinity”. Something he learned while he was going to a private school. He, much like myself, was soft spoken and sensitive to others emotional states and needs. Emotionally aware. This is something that is not acceptable in a toxically masculine culture. So clearly there was something “wrong” with us. Which means we were looked down on or just plain abused.
I tried to emulate this toxic masculinity because I thought it would grant me acceptance. But all it did was make me mean. And I ended up burning a lot of bridges during that time period of my life. And again, thanks to meditation, I couldn’t see any of this until I slowed down enough to make genuine connections with others, like Lance, heard his stories and empathize with his experiences.
I have another friend, let’s call her laughing princess, who when I told her I meditate asked me, “oh, you mean like deep prayer?”. What I liked about her comment was, instead of fighting over who was right about what to call it, she recognized it as a practice in her life by a different name and we both agreed that it was something that was helpful for each of us.
Winding Down and Opening Up
These are only a few of the areas of my life that have changed and improved because I chose to slow down, meditate and take a deeper look into my spiritual experience. Like my friend laughing princess, we can call it whatever we’ve come to understand it as. For some you may be discovering it for the first time. Wherever you are it’s okay. Give it time and space and trust you will find the way. Happy trails :]