Muxel
Dagobah Resident
I was delightfully surprised when Laura came from the point of view of one who has had kids is because IMO that is the classic situation where the child's needs come before your own and the parent famously never gets any sleep or time off! And I don't know if it makes me selfish if I admit to having reservations about the idea of having children myself one day, partly because of that reason.
Also, good that the pitfalls of identification with HSP was addressed, interestingly close in time to when identification with an archetype was discussed on the Patrick Rodriguez - Spirit Release Therapist? thread (beginning around page 19). By the way, did you also know there was a book by a Susan Cain called Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking? I found her talk at TED quite empowering, too. Any one person can find a multitude of labels that seek to define him, it seems. I can be an introvert, a HSP, a "lefty", my horoscope, my sexuality-as-society-has-classified-it-for-me, my race... and so on. All those things are indeed me, indeed they constitute me, but I am not just the sum of my parts, surely? Yet I think that society has only given recognition and validation to a narrow band of human beings, and because of this the experiences, trials, and successes of many different yet equally deserving people have been waylaid. And so in that respect, books like Aron's have their message and purpose. IMO it is up to us, the reader, to take in these works without using them to prolong our victimhood but rather to raise our awareness. Perhaps it is the attendant community around such labels that draws us closer with the promise of shared experience, shared understanding, safety and comfort. Do we not as humans most want to be understood by another? There are communities and support groups that develop around all manner of things so tread wisely: lest you find yourself in, say, Sam Vaknin's narcissistic abuse survivor group.
One of my private fantasies has been to be able to retreat to some sort of abode, or room, high up in the noon sky where nobody and nothing could get at me. I have a bunch of fantasies that have to do with retreat and "getting away", and maybe Peter Levine might have something to say about that. :D I think we really must "get away" when need calls for it - when our physiology calls for it - and so one for whom a change in physical locator is out of the question has to get creative. So indeed I would expect things like meditation and mastery of our mind states to become very useful in such circumstances. And by finding calm in the midst of calamity, might the HSP be raising his/her baseline stimulation threshold? Or, widening his/her band of tolerance? (Sympathetic dominance isn't very desirable - I assume all people in California are pretty chill about tremors.) After all, we are not children anymore. Children get traumatized by things easily; adults should have grown some mettle.
But like David McRaney says, "Willpower is a finite resource." We should know our own limits. I am pretty good at not letting environmental activity bother me, and my headphones are a great ally, but when my parents are around I can't concentrate on anything else. It seems they are able to irritate me and push my buttons at every moment; they are unpredictable and demand my attention. It's made me snap more than once, even though I don't believe they ever had any malicious intent. (Just the nature of our relationship I guess - no boundaries...)
My childhood and teenage years could have been described as hell if you looked at it a certain way, but I accomplished many "feats" in those years, and at the end of the day I can say, thank you for it. However painful it was at some points, I am better for it. To try an analogy: when you've carried a hundred plates under duress, what is two plates to you after that? Perhaps the "battlefield" we'd survived in the past was the best place to sharpen our mind and hone our abilities. (Or maybe that's just the benefit of hindsight. But I can say that many times I have been thankful much later on for a situation, or petty tyrant, that I was forced by circumstance into experiencing - because I became all the better for it.) And isn't there the story of the shaman descending into hell and gaining some form of power before returning to his/her world?
Also, good that the pitfalls of identification with HSP was addressed, interestingly close in time to when identification with an archetype was discussed on the Patrick Rodriguez - Spirit Release Therapist? thread (beginning around page 19). By the way, did you also know there was a book by a Susan Cain called Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking? I found her talk at TED quite empowering, too. Any one person can find a multitude of labels that seek to define him, it seems. I can be an introvert, a HSP, a "lefty", my horoscope, my sexuality-as-society-has-classified-it-for-me, my race... and so on. All those things are indeed me, indeed they constitute me, but I am not just the sum of my parts, surely? Yet I think that society has only given recognition and validation to a narrow band of human beings, and because of this the experiences, trials, and successes of many different yet equally deserving people have been waylaid. And so in that respect, books like Aron's have their message and purpose. IMO it is up to us, the reader, to take in these works without using them to prolong our victimhood but rather to raise our awareness. Perhaps it is the attendant community around such labels that draws us closer with the promise of shared experience, shared understanding, safety and comfort. Do we not as humans most want to be understood by another? There are communities and support groups that develop around all manner of things so tread wisely: lest you find yourself in, say, Sam Vaknin's narcissistic abuse survivor group.
One of my private fantasies has been to be able to retreat to some sort of abode, or room, high up in the noon sky where nobody and nothing could get at me. I have a bunch of fantasies that have to do with retreat and "getting away", and maybe Peter Levine might have something to say about that. :D I think we really must "get away" when need calls for it - when our physiology calls for it - and so one for whom a change in physical locator is out of the question has to get creative. So indeed I would expect things like meditation and mastery of our mind states to become very useful in such circumstances. And by finding calm in the midst of calamity, might the HSP be raising his/her baseline stimulation threshold? Or, widening his/her band of tolerance? (Sympathetic dominance isn't very desirable - I assume all people in California are pretty chill about tremors.) After all, we are not children anymore. Children get traumatized by things easily; adults should have grown some mettle.
But like David McRaney says, "Willpower is a finite resource." We should know our own limits. I am pretty good at not letting environmental activity bother me, and my headphones are a great ally, but when my parents are around I can't concentrate on anything else. It seems they are able to irritate me and push my buttons at every moment; they are unpredictable and demand my attention. It's made me snap more than once, even though I don't believe they ever had any malicious intent. (Just the nature of our relationship I guess - no boundaries...)
My childhood and teenage years could have been described as hell if you looked at it a certain way, but I accomplished many "feats" in those years, and at the end of the day I can say, thank you for it. However painful it was at some points, I am better for it. To try an analogy: when you've carried a hundred plates under duress, what is two plates to you after that? Perhaps the "battlefield" we'd survived in the past was the best place to sharpen our mind and hone our abilities. (Or maybe that's just the benefit of hindsight. But I can say that many times I have been thankful much later on for a situation, or petty tyrant, that I was forced by circumstance into experiencing - because I became all the better for it.) And isn't there the story of the shaman descending into hell and gaining some form of power before returning to his/her world?
I'd love to bring such things into conscious control and be able to tinker with myself that way. (Alas, my "machine" did not come with a manual.) When I was waiting tables I had to talk to people all day whether I wanted to or not, and basically override my own inhibitions. Now that I've stopped waiting tables, I found I have occasionally lapsed back into being untalkative and shy, even around people with whom I have no reason at all to be untalkative and shy. Interesting how it - my machine - works. And I wish I knew exactly how it does!Laura said:But indeed, the long thinking process is well known to me. And sometimes, I deliberately turn my focus/attention elsewhere (which I have trained myself to be able to do) in order to allow the subconscious processing to take over and sort things out.