There really is a path to find your sense of peace in the middle of all the circumstances that confront you. While none of us can control all the outside situations, you can learn a process to find the deep wisdom to make confident choices in the face of your reality. As Victor Frankl learned as a holocaust survivor:
When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves…. Between stimulus and response, there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and freedom.
You can start finding your path today!
You can easily learn the skills to stop reacting negatively or stuffing your emotions when you:
feel so stressed that you are ready to blow up at the next person who talks to you,
feel like you are on your last nerve and anything might be too much to handle,
feel too emotional to even think straight,
feel like your patience with someone you care about has run out,
feel like your reactions are putting important relationships at risk, or
feel like your ‘inner critic’ is berating you, your ideas or plans and robbing you of your confidence.
Focussing has helped me immensely and I have seen it work for others. The knowledge that trauma is stored in the body is a relatively new understanding. In this episode Dr. Paul talks about this idea, including his understanding of the theory and his unique way of approaching it. In the next episode, he will talk about the actual approach including some examples from my focussing session with him.
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We get all kinds of mixed messages from society and religion. My tradition taught that my body was a temple, but it also stressed that it was some sort of evil machine that just thought about sex all the time and could not really control itself. Sometimes they stressed it was like a tent to carry around the more spiritual or soulful part of me, but it was also the “flesh” that was the source of all my sin. The body was considered something that was dying and would not last into eternity—and eternity was what mattered.
In junior high, when I would have had sex education, we attended a Christian school that was of the mindset that we did not talk about things like that. This sexual nature of my body I discovered soon enough on my own. I did not have any reference points for good information, and we did not have google at that time, so I mostly got bad information. But what I was discovering did not seemed bad. It was good—it was incredibly good. Occasionally, I would ponder the complexity of the bodies systems when I would learn about them in a science class or in a documentary on television. Even a simple erection, points to a complex system of nerves and blood flow that boggles the mind to consider. But I was not really thinking about that at the time, if you know what I mean. Eventually, I just stopped thinking about how the body is designed because it did not seem relevant or useful at the time.
But, later as I was participating in a spiritual formation experience with a group of Sisters in Atchison, KS, I came across something unusual. As we would sit in groups, we would take turns listening to each other. Sometimes it is called group spiritual direction. They taught us to listen deeply and try to experience how the Divine was interacting with all of us. This was like when I took Spiritual Leadership Coaching classes and they taught us to listen for the Spirit. This made sense to me and was a part of my basic beliefs. But then the Sisters and group leaders began to teach us something else that I later learned was discovered in the 70’s (the 1970’s).
When someone would tell a story about how they were feeling or what they wanted to examine, the director (or companion) would ask them to describe the emotion they were feeling. Recently, I have learned to help people express this examination of emotion as “A part of me feels…” But, then they did something I did not understand. They would say, “where in your body do you feel that.” It would be much later that I would learn the significance of that simple statement. Without writing another book to explain this, please allow me to simply state that our bodies store much of our trauma. We like to think of it as a mind thing, but to me it seems like a much more organic thing. When we can be with that part of us that hold the trauma, we can begin to heal and remove the stuck places in our experience.
This is what happened in the recliner at the hermitage. I did not really understand what I was doing (and I still do not totally). But, when I “focused” on the feeling that was stored there, it took me back to a current sense of what I experienced in the past. My friend, Dr. Paul, is teaching me to be with that part of me that was once wounded and have compassion for my inner child and my inner critic as well. I have had multiple experience of being with those parts of me and even helped some others to focus and learn from our bodies.
I wish I would have payed more attention in science class because now I am learning that a body awareness can vastly improve our experience as humans. Eugene Gendlin talks about a physical experience we can have of bodily awareness that not only informs us but can change our lives. When this “felt sense” of a situation changes, then our lives can change for the better. I would encourage people to consult a spiritual director or counselor that has experience with this type of therapy. It is one of the most exciting trends I see on the horizon.
I have learned to care for my body and to listen to it. Ignoring anything hardly never makes it better. Our bodies have messages for us. When we feel anxiety in our gut, it is not always the pizza we had the night before. Often, it is past experiences and trauma that need our attention. We do not have to exorcise or remove the things that trouble us necessarily. Most often we probably just need to take the role of the observer and be compassionate. We do not need to belittle or bypass the issue, but we also do not need to beat it into submission. We need to be with it and understand it; and then, most often, when we can be sympathetic to it, the felt sense of it shifts and our lives improve.
Right now, we are caring for Winston, our dog. He has a hotspot on his torso that could be from skin irritation or maybe even anxiety. He constantly licks the inflamed area and it just continues to get worse and worse. We had to put a neck pillow on him so he would not mess with it and we spray it with something we got from the vet. This is obvious because we can see it, but much our trauma lies stored in our bodies. Occasionally, it itches, and we scratch it too hard or we just try to ignore it, but maybe what it needs is some fresh air. The analogy breaks down and it does not always make sense. But we certainly cannot ignore it. The things we store inside do not go away, and often they come back with a vengeance and behave in unpredictable ways. Just like heart disease can be a silent killer, emotional trauma that is unaddressed can ruin us if we do not address it.
I hope modern advances in science will help me even better understand body awareness like I understand other ailments. I hope I can learn to be with my self and learn to observe with compassion what I see there. I want to practice self-care and not feel selfish. I want to appreciate and honor the complex, wonderful and amazing body that I have as I also nurture and care for it. Just like I eat a plant-based diet and exercise for my health, I hope to engage in practices that help me be present and observe disruption in my body’s emotions.
PK Langley was an ordained minister who was a senior pastor and involved in ministry for over thirty years. She lived in Africa and traveled extensively in the United States and abroad, hosting conferences to groups in the thousands. She left organized religion to pursue a life of faith and faithfulness.
Have you ever written something and then been tenative about showing it to others. This group of writing scared me even to think about writing it. I knew it woudl be hard work to relive some of the shadow work I did a couple of years ago.
In Junuary, while I was away at a training, I decided to sit down and write it down. Then I asked my friend, Mark Karris to look over my shoulder electronically. He kept encouraging me to go deeper, so I wrote some more. Then, as I realized that I was learning something different, I began to write about being.
Being where I am (presence) and being who I am (authenticity) is definately the focus of this writing, but we it seems rather difficult to learn to be without doing the work necessary to remove roadblocks in our way. The necessary work in our emotional and spiritual lives cannot be avoided. But, when we begin to work through the trauma and find peace, then we are able to be — and that’s the end goal!
I’m so excited to tell you avout what we’ve been working on!
Do you consider yourself a spiritual NOMDAD? Do you have questions about your beliefs? Is so, this virtual conference is for you. Over a dozen speakers — and all of them are real people, not celebrities! I know you’re going to love this!
I’m going to speak about “Into the Mystic” and Laura is going have a conversation during her session about being in the ministry now that we are not. I’ll do a joint session with Jason Elam called “None Who Wander are Lost.”
I’ve been writing a lot the past two years. It helps me know what I think (most writers can relate to that). When I went through my decostruction, and then began to work hard on myself and dealing with the things I struggle with, it was very helpful to be able to write.
Laura took over the mic and interviewed me for a series of episodes about the different books that those writings evolved into.
The first one is about the Tea Shop, a popular chapter in Apparent Faith, about something that happened almost two years ago that is now going to be a book, really soon!
This morning, I was a little upset for a period. I woke up later than usual and poured a cup of coffee. Laura was already up which is unusual. Most mornings, I come to my chair and experience some very quiet, peaceful time alone. Today was different as I needed to take the dog out and Laura was already working. She was talking to herself and listening to a video softly on how to do something with video slides. I put on my earphones and turned up the meditation music. For a moment, I resented that everyone was interrupting my quiet time; but after a few moments, I was able to go within and find that familiar place of rest where I feel God.
During the crisis of COVID-19, millions of people have been confined to their homes and they only go out when they absolutely must for supplies such as food. This isn’t like anything we have experienced in our lifetimes. We don’t have to go to work, but we can’t go out and do things with friends or go on vacation or even go out to eat. All the restaurants are closed and only the essential function businesses are open.
People have argued a lot about various things online, but one thing has become apparent. One of the most important things we need to realize is that we have a deep need for connection. Almost immediately after being confined to our houses, people started organizing online meetings and get togethers. Connection seems to be hard-wired into our DNA. Even if we call ourselves introverts, we at least occasionally need people that we identify as our people that we can depend on for basic things like love and acceptance.
The other night on a whim, I asked several of the guys online that I have met during the past few years to join me for a video conference. I was a little frustrated with a situation and seemed to have lost my peace. These were people that frankly came into my life because I was promoting my book, but later became friends that encourage me. A couple of them have become very close to me in a short amount of time. It was pretty awkward when we first started talking, but then we realized all of us were struggling a little and as we shared our struggles, we felt connection and somewhat of a peace come over us. Several of them told me they were glad we got together and that we should do it again some time.
In our communities, we want people that will identify with us and sometimes even advocate for us. Occasionally, we hope they will encourage us when we are down and give us some well-timed advice when we are messing up. We want to feel like we are cared for. When we are tired, we hope someone will carry the ball—when we are motivated, we like to have someone that we can give ourselves to. In short, we want someone to love and someone that loves us. We hope this is not just because we are a part of their community, but because they freely choose to do so. As I said before, this community can come from a variety of sources. It doesn’t have to be just at church or just in our families or just in a club. It can come from all those places and more; but what we really want is connection, not just community.
Maybe the deepest connection we desire is connection to the Divine. No matter whether we call this God or Creator or Source or something else, this desire to understand and connect with a greater power is something that also seems to be designed into us. Most cultures and peoples from all over the world demonstrate this quest that seems to be a part of them regardless of their history—we seem to be searching to understand and connect with whoever or whatever is calling the shots. Some of us even substitute relationships with powerful or influential people thinking this connection will bring us happiness or success or whatever we are striving for.
This was the nature of my recent struggle. I was trying to connect with the more famous people to give me some credibility or validity to my existence in some way. It’s almost subconscious, but I often long to do something significant and I hope to be on the right team. It goes way back in my history and my Spiritual Director helped me visit this part of me the other day and find some resolution. I assume this quest for validation relates somehow to my desire to connect with God.
Connecting with God was complicated in the tradition I grew up in. God was always believed to be way out there somewhere. Since God randomly distributed gifts at whim, it was hard to know what He expected because He was also depicted as a retributive Father that was constantly angry. We would gather in prayer circles and “petition” him for things that most fathers would be glad to bestow on their children. We begged Him for grace and mercy even though the writings about him said He was full of these things.
I must admit, I sometimes connected with people easier at bars than I was able to connect to “God’s people” in “His house.” I was able to relate to a wide variety of people in various areas of life, but connecting with this God that supposedly loved me often seemed elusive and sometimes disheartening. This was made worse by the promises of religious people that this was my most important relationship. Even as a pastor, I felt like I consistently failed to connect with the being that supposedly love me with all His heart.
What my tradition did not understand or affirm is that God (we’ll just use that label for now) is everywhere. Even though the Bible mentions this fact more than once, most groups choose which parts of Scripture to accept and which to ignore. Most traditions pick and choose which parts they will be literal about and which ones they will skip over. When I was in Seminary, they told me that that “where you begin is where you end up.” Basically, it means that the assumptions we start with when studying anything will greatly influence how we understand it.
Another factor that is like that is the idea that God is in us and, possibly, that God is in all things. This also could be asserted just from a few passages in the New Testament of the Bible. Many world religions believe this also. God is everywhere, because He is Spirit, but he is also in us and in all things. Why would He be everywhere and exclude Himself from the creatures He loves? Along with these ideas, we would naturally assume that if His main attribute is love, He would want to be with those He loves, and He wouldn’t hide from those that He cares about. This pandemic has taught us that even humans long to be with the people they love, so why wouldn’t His Spirit be in us if that was a possibility. Why would He hide from us – that’s not a very good Father.
I now believe the Divine is everywhere and in all things and the way of connection for us is to go within. In the Cloud of Unknowing, the author states, “we can’t think our way to God.” That’s why I had so much trouble connecting to God in the past. Througout time, religious people have tried to imagine God who cannot be adequately imagined. If God is love, we have to experience the Divine through things like love and compassion and not through our thinking. When we go inside, we can experience everything that God is through sensations, feelings, emotions and listening. We don’t really experience a lover by intellectually analyzing them – we know them when we draw close. I don’t think we experience God when we think—it’s more like we experience Him when we quit thinking and just love.
When we connect with the Divine internally, we find a peace that is hard to explain. We find understanding not through knowledge but through uncertainty. We feel love because we experience it deep within us not when we intellectually can articulate it. We learn to trust something that we cannot explain. I am less able to explain God than I could 20 years ago, but I have experienced Him more deeply than I ever could have imagined. I don’t use my intellect to spiritually bypass anymore, but I dive deep into the depths of his love and I perceive Him there. I feel it—I know it—and it heals me from deep inside.
In a previous book, I talked about going into a wooded area and sitting in a clove of trees. After quieting myself and playing some Native American music, I heard and understood the words, “I am a part of this, and this is a part of me.” The words connected deeply with where I was mentally and emotionally at the time. It also resonated with my identification with my Native American roots. But the words were not vocal. I didn’t even really hear the words—I felt them. It wasn’t a matter of logic or reasoning. My mind was not speaking or even hearing the words. My body and soul were feeling it. It’s almost as if something ancient came alive inside me. But it didn’t float down or blow into me—it seemed like it has always been there. It was more of an awakening and awareness than an invasion. It wasn’t hard to welcome this thought because it seemed like it belonged.
That is what my experiences with God are like these days. Every morning and sometimes late at night, I sit in my recliner and meditate for lack of a better word. As I begin to release all the thoughts of the day, I also begin to release my expectations. I would describe it more as a sense of being than doing. Thoughts are when the mind is speaking, but true communion is when the mind is only listening with a simple intention to be and be with the Divine. It’s almost like the times when I held Laura’s hand and neither of us spoke; but as we were together, we felt as if our hearts were beating together. When I am present with the Divine, I feel many of the things I thought to be true – I feel love and grace and compassion deep within me. It’s not that I understand these things better; but I feel them somewhere deep inside me.
Being with the Divine may be less like taking a class and more like taking a break. It is certainly learning to be still and go within without any intentions or expectations. It’s not an emotional high that fades away, it is something I experience that was already a part of me. It’s less like taking a trip and more like coming home. Being with the Divine in me is loving in its truest sense. I feel the compassion, mercy and grace deeply – it changes me from within.
Being where I am means being where God already is. Being who I am is recognizing that I already possess this love and I become what I have always been—a unique imprint of the Divine.
 Butcher, Carmen Acevedo, The Cloud of Unknowing: A New Translation,