One thing I’ve learned from the work that I do with children is that there is nothing empowering in telling a person to “calm down.”
You’re basically telling them,
“your emotions are not valid.”
We’ve all done it.
“your being ridiculous”
has come out of the mouths of many.
If that doesn’t work, we resort to distraction.
We grab a big colorful toy that lights up and we say,
“Here, look at this.”
When we do this, we pass on the pattern of thinking that happiness exists outside of us — that fulfillment lies in world of materials — that who we are isn’t good enough.
No transformation can occur when we repeatedly teach our children, generation after generation, to suppress their emotions.
There is no greater reflection of the state the world is in than a child throwing a tantrum for no known reason.
It’s directly related to our own personal resistance to change. To distract someone, or invalidate someone’s feelings, is a selfish coping mechanism – a cop out. It’s a way to avoid responsibility for the state of consciousness that we currently stand in.
To suppress our fear or anger or sadness — to appear calm and collected for society as we are internally tormented — not only causes disease, emotional disorders, social disorders, mental disorders, and illness, but it also feeds the stagnant, lifeless, way of being that we, as a human race, have been trapped in for far too long.
And since we work so hard to look like we have our shit together, we expect everyone else to do the same!
We are so focused on looking good, being accepted, and being liked that we have been literally making ourselves sick with our own emotions.
The question is, who created the status quo?
And why didn’t we have a say?
In the last 60 years, psychiatrists have added, above the original 106, almost 200 more mental illnesses to the DSM. There is currently a 50% chance of being diagnosed with a mental illness as an American Citizen.
What the actual fuck.
Since when did we all agree that it’s not okay to feel?
And instead of being given the skills to understand our emotions, we are given skills to suppress them — numb them.
We’ve been programmed, by ourselves and others, with food and drugs and distractions, to avoid our inner voices — to turn off our ears to the essence of our being. And we’ve learned this skill so well, and at such an early stage, that we don’t even realize we are doing it.
It’s comfortable for us. It’s normal to us.
The need for acceptance and acknowledge, and the pain that comes with that, is all we’ve ever known. We can’t see the inauthenticity because we’ve never seen authenticity.
It’s become acceptable to live a whole life never truly knowing who you are.
And everyday that we live half alive, we add to the chaos and destruction of this planet.
We are given tools of survival.
But why aren’t we given the tools to thrive?
Why aren’t we teaching our children how to love and integrate all aspects of who they are, so that they can live this life powerfully and full?
Why is it that only part of who we are is accepted in society?
Because when we are whole and complete, we are powerful beyond measure.
When we have access to our intuition — when we can clearly hear our inner voices — we can create anything. We no longer need materials and medications to make us happy. We no longer need people outside of us to tell us who we are.
The current system will have no use to us.
I say, lets do it.
Enough is enough.
It’s time to pull back the layers.
It’s time to reveal the core.
It’s time to cry, to wail, to kick and scream.
It’s time to feel.
And let the children feel.
Transformation lies in the ability to see all that exists within you.
Acknowledge the chaos.
Speak with it.
Get to know it.
Your fear and anger and sadness is valid.
Let it come forth and embrace it with love.
Allow for your curses to be turned into magic.
Allow this innate ability to feel deeply to be integrated back into your life with strength and power and love.
Call forth a tribe who will hold space for you to lose your ground so that you may find your wings.
It’s a beautiful gift that we have as human beings —
Don’t keep calm, my darling.
Z (your moon babe)