Forums
New posts
Search forums
What's new
New posts
New profile posts
Latest activity
Internet Search
Members
Current visitors
New profile posts
Search profile posts
Log in
Register
What's new
Search
Search
Search titles only
By:
New posts
Search forums
Menu
Log in
Register
Install the app
Install
Forums
General Discussions
Family of Origin
Betrayal of self: Who do you trust?
JavaScript is disabled. For a better experience, please enable JavaScript in your browser before proceeding.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an
alternative browser
.
Reply to thread
Message
<blockquote data-quote="Copabanana" data-source="post: 674581" data-attributes="member: 18958"><p>I have to go to the post office and return some junky jewelry. Just have a minute. Have to wrap and box stuff. </p><p></p><p>This is what I think: the self-doubt, the sense of powerlessness, the sense that we may be responsible, that we invented it, ascribed motive, ill intent that was not there, is all coming up from the past</p><p></p><p>This is how we felt and feel in our families, with our sisters. </p><p>We are not now powerless without good options. That was then. </p><p></p><p>In fact, we have every option. It is just a choice. Of which one.</p><p></p><p>We will be Iris. We will see every single thing as an opportunity. At death's door she is and everything for her is an opportunity. She has more than enough time.</p><p></p><p>She says she never plans to do anything. It just comes up. Opportunities present themselves and she chooses. Actually that is like M.</p><p></p><p>We will be the same. We will see every little thing as an opportunity. To be accepted or not. We will be the center. Always. When we leave it will no longer exist in the same way without us.</p><p></p><p>See the thing is now: our lives are not defined by our families. They are defined by us. It is just a question of turning our gaze and recognizing and accepting that the opportunity has always been us. In us. We have created it. Everything is transformed by our presence. And everything changes without it. And no longer matters.</p><p></p><p>I realized that a few days ago. I was looking at pictures of Meryl Streep and Miuccia Prada, who are aging just like we are. </p><p></p><p>And I asked myself. What do they have? What makes me look at them and want to keep looking at them? Even when one has put on her makeup badly, or has too yellow hair. </p><p></p><p>And I realized that <em>they have themselves</em>. They look beautiful because the beauty is them. <em>They look beautiful because they are still themselves inside.</em> And because we admire them, we look for them in whatever guise they present themselves. Even wrinkled and old.</p><p></p><p>And because they accept themselves, indeed embrace and love themselves, they present their essence through their eyes and smile. Like Iris. Like my Mother. She was limited but she always loved herself. Too much. A little too much.</p><p></p><p></p><p>COPA</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Copabanana, post: 674581, member: 18958"] I have to go to the post office and return some junky jewelry. Just have a minute. Have to wrap and box stuff. This is what I think: the self-doubt, the sense of powerlessness, the sense that we may be responsible, that we invented it, ascribed motive, ill intent that was not there, is all coming up from the past This is how we felt and feel in our families, with our sisters. We are not now powerless without good options. That was then. In fact, we have every option. It is just a choice. Of which one. We will be Iris. We will see every single thing as an opportunity. At death's door she is and everything for her is an opportunity. She has more than enough time. She says she never plans to do anything. It just comes up. Opportunities present themselves and she chooses. Actually that is like M. We will be the same. We will see every little thing as an opportunity. To be accepted or not. We will be the center. Always. When we leave it will no longer exist in the same way without us. See the thing is now: our lives are not defined by our families. They are defined by us. It is just a question of turning our gaze and recognizing and accepting that the opportunity has always been us. In us. We have created it. Everything is transformed by our presence. And everything changes without it. And no longer matters. I realized that a few days ago. I was looking at pictures of Meryl Streep and Miuccia Prada, who are aging just like we are. And I asked myself. What do they have? What makes me look at them and want to keep looking at them? Even when one has put on her makeup badly, or has too yellow hair. And I realized that [I]they have themselves[/I]. They look beautiful because the beauty is them. [I]They look beautiful because they are still themselves inside.[/I] And because we admire them, we look for them in whatever guise they present themselves. Even wrinkled and old. And because they accept themselves, indeed embrace and love themselves, they present their essence through their eyes and smile. Like Iris. Like my Mother. She was limited but she always loved herself. Too much. A little too much. COPA [/QUOTE]
Insert quotes…
Verification
Post reply
Forums
General Discussions
Family of Origin
Betrayal of self: Who do you trust?
Top