mada85
The Cosmic Force
I had a really intense experience yesterday morning which I would like to share. It involved childhood programs, an experience of 'energy draining' and a new insight into a childhood program. I want to describe the event in detail, so this post is quite long.
I had a meeting this morning with a work colleague – who I shall call Sam - which lasted 1½ hours. I had arranged to spend this time with Sam so he could show me his work area. I need to know my way around there for future occasions when I will be covering for Sam in his absence. I had to wait while Sam completed certain tasks, and as he bustled around I began more and more to feel like a little boy with my father (it's taken me several hours to realise this).
As this feeling/program developed in intensity I was at first rather fidgety, standing up and wanting to get out of the office, which anyway was part of our planned schedule. At the time I didn't identify the program I've just described. I simply berated myself for not being able to spend the time with Sam, which I had been looking forward to, without wanting to get away or being agitated. I tried to repress my feelings because they were rather uncomfortable and I did not know where they would lead if I acknowledged them. I think that fear of feeling is also a product of a narcissistic childhood. I have noticed this program arise in me around Sam on previous occasions, but never so strongly as today.
I was with Sam to learn from him and so as we walked round his 'patch' he talked about everything, virtually non-stop. His knowledge of his day-to-day business is excellent. Sam talks fifteen to the dozen, and I wanted him to stop and give me a breather, but, for my own future reference, I needed to hear what he was talking about. I didn't ask for the breather. We visited a few people, and on each occasion I felt like a little boy with his father, or, at least, with my father, who I experienced as emotionally distant and controlling. When we came to the end of our meeting, we discussed time off work, and I mentioned my reasons for having some time off in a couple of days, describing my plans for the day. This was an attempt on my part to rebalance the energy equation between us, although I was running on automatic by that time.
As I walked back to my office, I felt rather numb and disconnected. Not intensely so, but still it was there. It was at the office that another colleague, whom I shall call Alice, mentioned that I looked pale, and asked if I was well. I said that I had experienced some slight indigestion in the early morning (which was true) and left it at that. A few minutes later I realised that my time with Sam had been particularly draining and told her this. She was not surprised, and we went on to discuss Sam. Alice and I found that we have both made many similar observations about Sam.
Sam is overweight and quite jolly, but this jolliness is generally at the expense of a coherent, rational conversation. He is of course capable of extended rational discussion, but even then he does exhibit the same tendency towards flippancy. Alice and I observed that when she and I talk together we can see the humour in the topic under discussion, mention it and even laugh about it, but this does not derail the conversation. In conversation with Sam his jokes do not relate to the topic under discussion, and have the effect of stopping the conversation dead in its tracks. We have both experienced this with him and find it rather frustrating, to the point that we both would rather not spend much time talking to him. I describe this because I find that one effect of talking to Sam is a sensation of always having the rug pulled out from under my feet. I can carry on with the topic of conversation but as it goes on, and Sam's jokes continue, my feeling of bewilderment grows. This is another thing my father did and today contributed to the arousal of my childhood program.
I felt drained of energy after my time with Sam. At first I thought that Sam was a vampire! However, I'm not so sure that this thought is all or even partly true, and not in any conscious sense on Sam's part. It is possible that Sam was functioning as an 'agent of the matrix', or indeed may be an unconscious vampire. However, other aspects of the program that arose in me were feelings of complete worthlessness, lack of valuing myself, and the desire – need, even – to give away my energy or life force. As a child I gave away my life force. You could say that I sold my soul to my narcissistic father. The little boy that I was had no conception that any other way existed, let alone that such might have been possible. And so I was left with the need to erase myself in order to please my daddy. This now manifests as the desire to give my life force at every available opportunity. I don't actually give it away, having learnt over the years how detrimental it is, but on certain occasions the impulse arises accompanied by a strong, virtually uncontrollable upsurge of childhood programming. The result is, as today, that I feel drained.
As I thought about this situation, I found it almost impossible to analyse in my mind how my energy left me. It was as though a veil had been drawn over the events. Similarly, I cannot remember the majority of my childhood.
I think that if I did not have the program I have described, I would not have felt drained after spending time with Sam today. I might have felt fed up with his rapid fire delivery, possibly somewhat irritated by his inane jokes.
This program in me creates a huge vulnerability, especially when I have been meditating and doing EE regularly. My practice created more energy in me, which, without the necessary self-knowledge, and vigilance born of that knowledge, I was unable to protect. When I realised this I was tempted to go back to see Sam so I could observe myself around him, but I decided not to in order to give myself time to recover. I left Sam at about 10am and it was not until the early afternoon that I felt back to normal. By that time I was too busy to visit Sam.
I do wonder if it is possible to protect oneself in that type of situation. Contact with Sam is unavoidable as it is a part of my job. The more that I think about it, the conclusion I keep coming back to is that knowledge protects. Now that I have knowledge of this internal program of mine, and I know what to look for, I can try to be more vigilant on the next occasion I spend any time with Sam.
Thank you for reading. Any comments and insights are most welcome.
I had a meeting this morning with a work colleague – who I shall call Sam - which lasted 1½ hours. I had arranged to spend this time with Sam so he could show me his work area. I need to know my way around there for future occasions when I will be covering for Sam in his absence. I had to wait while Sam completed certain tasks, and as he bustled around I began more and more to feel like a little boy with my father (it's taken me several hours to realise this).
As this feeling/program developed in intensity I was at first rather fidgety, standing up and wanting to get out of the office, which anyway was part of our planned schedule. At the time I didn't identify the program I've just described. I simply berated myself for not being able to spend the time with Sam, which I had been looking forward to, without wanting to get away or being agitated. I tried to repress my feelings because they were rather uncomfortable and I did not know where they would lead if I acknowledged them. I think that fear of feeling is also a product of a narcissistic childhood. I have noticed this program arise in me around Sam on previous occasions, but never so strongly as today.
I was with Sam to learn from him and so as we walked round his 'patch' he talked about everything, virtually non-stop. His knowledge of his day-to-day business is excellent. Sam talks fifteen to the dozen, and I wanted him to stop and give me a breather, but, for my own future reference, I needed to hear what he was talking about. I didn't ask for the breather. We visited a few people, and on each occasion I felt like a little boy with his father, or, at least, with my father, who I experienced as emotionally distant and controlling. When we came to the end of our meeting, we discussed time off work, and I mentioned my reasons for having some time off in a couple of days, describing my plans for the day. This was an attempt on my part to rebalance the energy equation between us, although I was running on automatic by that time.
As I walked back to my office, I felt rather numb and disconnected. Not intensely so, but still it was there. It was at the office that another colleague, whom I shall call Alice, mentioned that I looked pale, and asked if I was well. I said that I had experienced some slight indigestion in the early morning (which was true) and left it at that. A few minutes later I realised that my time with Sam had been particularly draining and told her this. She was not surprised, and we went on to discuss Sam. Alice and I found that we have both made many similar observations about Sam.
Sam is overweight and quite jolly, but this jolliness is generally at the expense of a coherent, rational conversation. He is of course capable of extended rational discussion, but even then he does exhibit the same tendency towards flippancy. Alice and I observed that when she and I talk together we can see the humour in the topic under discussion, mention it and even laugh about it, but this does not derail the conversation. In conversation with Sam his jokes do not relate to the topic under discussion, and have the effect of stopping the conversation dead in its tracks. We have both experienced this with him and find it rather frustrating, to the point that we both would rather not spend much time talking to him. I describe this because I find that one effect of talking to Sam is a sensation of always having the rug pulled out from under my feet. I can carry on with the topic of conversation but as it goes on, and Sam's jokes continue, my feeling of bewilderment grows. This is another thing my father did and today contributed to the arousal of my childhood program.
I felt drained of energy after my time with Sam. At first I thought that Sam was a vampire! However, I'm not so sure that this thought is all or even partly true, and not in any conscious sense on Sam's part. It is possible that Sam was functioning as an 'agent of the matrix', or indeed may be an unconscious vampire. However, other aspects of the program that arose in me were feelings of complete worthlessness, lack of valuing myself, and the desire – need, even – to give away my energy or life force. As a child I gave away my life force. You could say that I sold my soul to my narcissistic father. The little boy that I was had no conception that any other way existed, let alone that such might have been possible. And so I was left with the need to erase myself in order to please my daddy. This now manifests as the desire to give my life force at every available opportunity. I don't actually give it away, having learnt over the years how detrimental it is, but on certain occasions the impulse arises accompanied by a strong, virtually uncontrollable upsurge of childhood programming. The result is, as today, that I feel drained.
As I thought about this situation, I found it almost impossible to analyse in my mind how my energy left me. It was as though a veil had been drawn over the events. Similarly, I cannot remember the majority of my childhood.
I think that if I did not have the program I have described, I would not have felt drained after spending time with Sam today. I might have felt fed up with his rapid fire delivery, possibly somewhat irritated by his inane jokes.
This program in me creates a huge vulnerability, especially when I have been meditating and doing EE regularly. My practice created more energy in me, which, without the necessary self-knowledge, and vigilance born of that knowledge, I was unable to protect. When I realised this I was tempted to go back to see Sam so I could observe myself around him, but I decided not to in order to give myself time to recover. I left Sam at about 10am and it was not until the early afternoon that I felt back to normal. By that time I was too busy to visit Sam.
I do wonder if it is possible to protect oneself in that type of situation. Contact with Sam is unavoidable as it is a part of my job. The more that I think about it, the conclusion I keep coming back to is that knowledge protects. Now that I have knowledge of this internal program of mine, and I know what to look for, I can try to be more vigilant on the next occasion I spend any time with Sam.
Thank you for reading. Any comments and insights are most welcome.
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