New Math

       One of the most rewarding experiences I’ve ever....experienced....is the transformation of my body. We are visual creatures, and actually seeing yourself change is extremely powerful. Along with the visual affirmation that things are happening, I start to feel different. The physical changes are happening from the inside out. The emotional changes mirror that. When how I look changes, how I feel changes. And my behavior changes. My attitude changes. My life changes. It can all start with the body.
       I know how to transform my body. I’ve done it dozens of times. Taking myself from “I don’t like how I look” to “I really dig how I look” happens in as little as three months, or as much as six, depending on how far away I let myself go. And depending on my level of commitment. The bottom line is that I know how to change myself physically, and it energizes me.
       I wish changing how I think, and how I feel about myself and my life, were as “easy”.
       I’m not complaining. I consider myself fortunate that I was blessed with good genetics and overall excellent health. Mental and emotional change challenge me far more than physical change is what I’m saying. Maybe that is the experience of most.
       There are certainly copious mental and emotional perks that come along with getting my body closer to some physical ideal. Increased energy, a better attitude, more overall zeal for living are all wonderful. And the very way I exist in the world is buoyed by the accomplishment of creating something that was, at one point, just an idea.
       But these feelings of well being are not sustainable unless I go deeper. Unless I continue to work on myself beyond the physical. If I stop with my body, it inevitably ends up as just window dressing.
       Emotional accessibility is as important as physical health. Just as everybody benefits from exercise and proper nutrition, everybody benefits from doing the work it takes to being emotionally available to yourself. And thus to others. What that means is that you are a fully feeling, fully expressive being. It means you aren’t shut down emotionally, but open and expressive. It means you cry when you are very sad, you laugh out loud when you are happy, and you wear that crazy shirt because you love it. At lest that what it means to me.
       It means you freely show love and freely accept love from others. It does not necessarily mean you go around hugging everybody, although some do.
       Being connected to your heart sounds like an ethereal, mysterious, unclear phenomenon. And sometimes it is. But it doesn’t have to be.
       Intimate connection to your heart is the “ability” to feel, a lot, and often. What you do with those feelings is another thing altogether. And the topic of another post. I’m talking here about just allowing yourself to feel. About not being afraid to feel deeply, passionately, and energetically.
       For a while, I’ve been afraid to feel. I go through periods, usually when I’m faced with a big loss, where I shut down the pain of that loss. That starts a cascade, a chain reaction, that gets out of hand unless I regain access to my feelings of loss. Once I shut off to the pain of loss, I shut off, to varying degrees, just about all of my other feelings too. If I am so afraid of that pain of loss that I shove it way down inside of me, it acts like a dam that blocks much of everything else. I don’t get to choose what comes through and what doesn’t. Yes, trickles of pain or joy or other emotions come through, like leaks, but they are just that: trickles. They don’t flow freely. They don’t move. They drip, and they build up, like water before a levee break.
       I’m going through that now. I’m breaking down. The damn is bursting. It sounds destructive, and maybe it is in the sense that walls are coming down. Blocks are being removed. But it’s also a rebuilding. The two can happen at the same time, and often do. The breaking down process itself is actually a reconstruction, because I’m getting to what’s already there inside me.
       Addition by subtraction. Feel more. Be more. By removing the walls. By removing the blocks. And if I can simultaneously acquire new tools and learn new life skills, well then that’s addition by addition.
       I hated math in school, but this new emotional math is just peachy.


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