Where is the open window?

I would like to share this short video: https://dianepooleheller.com/trauma-structure-baby-gears-demonstration/, in which Dr Diane Poole Heller, somatic attachment and trauma expert, briefly discusses multifaceted trauma history, which she calls trauma structure, by using a Baby Gears to demonstrate how similarly to baby interlocked gears when we are working with trauma we find that everything interfaces or interlocks with another trauma or issue and another. She says that ‘in these complex trauma systems, which I like to call the trauma structure, one trauma can feed into another and another and another, because everything is connected!’. So we need to proceed with caution when working with this complex system of interconnected gears/ traumas. As we take away smaller pieces or gears there is gradually more space to work with more significant issues or traumas or vice versa. She discusses how she worked with a neurosurgeon client who suffered serious brain injury during a car accident and how they proceeded by working on smaller issues or small t traumas like his performance anxiety and his desire to do a guitar performance with his daughter. Through working with this smaller issue that was on the edge of the bigger things like the car accident he was able to allow healing resources to move because like traumas they can also interface, and thus, increase resilience and decrease overwhelm or resistance. Dianne Poole Heller says that ‘trying to tackle too many difficult traumas all at once can make it hard for clients to resource themselves enough to really come to a resolution with any one issue’ and suggests: finding the open window (or the point of entry) in order to stack the cards in our favor, build resiliency and always listen to the body. On a personal level, I found the Baby Gear metaphor really helpful – a metaphor of complex trauma that brings clarity. I have sometimes perceived it as a Lego construction, where each new small t or big T trauma is latched onto a previous one, and thus, in some sense, the major traumas are reinforced, and buried deeper and the smaller issues gain potency through this process of interlocking, creating a more resistant structure. Anyway, the video brought to the foreground a road accident in Italy in 2002, but in the light of all the narratives and lesser issues that were interlocked with it.

‘There are no extra pieces in the universe. Everyone is here because he or she has a place to fill, and every piece must fit itself into the big jigsaw puzzle’ Deepak Chopra   

Those who have been visiting my site probably know that I like going to the cinema. When I write a post, a movie like any other experience, may be the springboard or the inspiration for me to sit and write, and I usually situate myself in the narrative. Anything can create an urge in me to write and actually many ideas start their emergence in dreams or meditation. For instance, when I meditate on the sofa I like to feel the soft carpet-rug under my feet. Along with my woolly socks it comforts and grounds me, especially on a cold day. There have been many moments when I have been tempted to get up and write about that, the mat, the rug, or maybe the sofa, all the things they mean to me and all the stories, images and metaphors they conjure up. Anyway, I recently went to the cinema to watch The Green Book directed by Peter Farrelly. It is based on a true story, which for me does not have to be read as a biography, more an opportunity for the creator to tell a story inspired by events and people. Personally, I found the film heartwarming, with some funny moments and interestingly layered. Like a myth or fairytale it contained multiple themes and could be read at multiple levels.     Read more…

 

Inhale suffering, exhale compassion and light  (edited, translation available)

This is the 503rd post in this section of the site, since January 2014. As I consider this I feel that a certain phase is coming to a close, as if, like in the hero and heroine’s journey, after wrestling with the waves of the tempestuous ocean I am stepping on dry land again. I have returned to Ithaca with new eyes. I try to breathe the impact  and then breathe out light, some version of a tonglen meditation. I first learnt about tonglen meditation after listening to a podcast by Pema Chodron a while after my mother’s death. It is not always an easy practice, our body and mind can resist the embracing of the experience, but it can be potent and humbling. As we breathe in, endure, stay with what is, and breathe out, expansion, forgiveness, compassion can arrive.

The tonglen meditation script below is by Danielle La Porte

For healing sorrows. For giving when you don’t know what to give. For now. Please read. And breathe.

“Tonglen” is Tibetan for sending and taking.

HOW-TO TONGLEN: Breathe in suffering — yours, others, the world’s.
Breathe out compassion — for yourself, for others, for the world.

It’s not as easy as it sounds. It may shatter you. But wouldn’t that be grand? To be shattered? To be so immensely open that you’d feel the truth: that you’re really as selfless as Mother Theresa, as loyal as an ecstatic dog at the feet of the world, as powerfully creative as a cosmic super hero?

STEP 1: Breathe in suffering. The worst thing that ever happened to you. That sunk feeling. That thing you wish you could take back. Recapitulate it in breaths. The blackness, the sickness, the fibrous seething rage, the sticky-scratchy, inconsolable weight of it. Take in the unbearable-ness. You may want to escape. Press on. Go beyond the embrace. Inhale the pain in to your every cell. You won’t die. You’re going to expand. Keep breathing in the misery. You’re on the verge of a miracle.

STEP 2: Now breathe out joy. Soothing golden warmth. Luminous flying birds of clarity. Electric rays of smiling karate chops. Feel your lungs as powerful creative engines of healing and righteousness. Pulsate rapture. Let happiness emerge from the fractures. Let scar tissue become bridges that lead to a festival of relief and dancing. See joy. Feel joy. Hear joy. Sing joy. Breathe love into every cell of the situation.

Now do it for other people’s suffering. Please. For that homeless man on the street, in winter. Cold and demoralized. Inhale his agony. Exhale comfort and transformation. The jobless folks with families to feed. Cancer patients fighting to live. People gone mad. Soldiers who kill and the families they destroy. Take in the wreckage. Turn it into light and give back compassion and tenderness.

When your heart is heavy, when you want to feel alive…
Acknowledge the dark. And take the light into your own hands’.