Sunday, May 16, 2010

Change of Metaphors

I recently had the good fortune of being on a Co-Counselling training programme where I explored the internal pressure I experience between multiple options. I awoke from a dream that I found very unsettling. I was in a skyscrapper, bottom floor, that was on fire, and I fled outside only to miss being hit by a falling person who dies right in front of me as he smashed into the pavement. I ran back through the building and realised the other side had even more people falling, dressed in the fineries, and that if I went that way I would surely die. The choice was stay in the building and burn and be crushed to death, or try leave and be killed by plummeting bodies.
I was able to work with this dream in a group session, having five people on each arm pulling my arms in different directions. As a large man I did not feel overly troubled by the pressure, and was then open to and surprised with how much forward and backward movement was available. While being stretched in two directions, the attempt being to rip me apart, I started to see myself as soaring like a eagle, riding thermals, and quite capable of moving through life, without having to respond directly to pressure. I found a new sense of freedom, a way to work with the fog arising from pressure, and being more potent in the moment.
I have seen this tearing process occur in my current relationship, where my interests and desires and availability for the relationship do not match my partners, and tension and pressure build up, pushing me for a decision. A decision in such moments will tend towards breaking up, dissatisfaction being a major driver. In allowing myself to soar, to be less caught in the tension, I have found a greater depth of experience with H, and a greater peace within. I don’t have to know what will happen between us RIGHT NOW! And I can let it unfold in its own good time, or until I recognise clearly where I want to be from some other process.
I spend so much time being torn when I could in fact use the pressure to support my soaring and flight and develop a whole new way of Being, thriving instead of surviving.

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