*FYI-some expletives in this blog
Emotional Nourishment~
Emotional Strength~
There can be no knowledge without emotion. We may be aware of a truth, yet until we have felt its force, it is not ours. To the cognition of the brain must be added the experience of the soul. ~Arnold Bennett
There is the possibility that your emotional body is not being exercised. Its similar to a muscle that is not being used or a machine not being properly serviced. Let’s think of our emotional body as a car or bicycle or tractor, or motorcycle, etc. You get the picture. You need to put air in the tires, change the oil and then there is the gasoline that make the vehicles run. These are essential to the performance of this type of transportation. Or we can use our feet as an example: playing tennis, running, hiking, walking, basketball, baseball, frisbee, soccer, etc. You spend a lot of time and money on the proper foot wear to feel comfortable, stable and help you perform your best and there is also the aesthetics that are always in that mix. I personally wear Vibram’s ~ pictured above~ (my ballet slipper barefoot shoes, I have running Vibram’s and hiking Vibram’s or I am shoeless as much as possible)
As the Jackson Browne song goes:
Running on, running on empty
Running on, running blind
Running on, running into the sun
But I’m running behind
My question is: Are you running behind yourself trying to catch up with your “feelings or emotions”?
Let’s explore our hearts and our emotional body.
Heart/Cardiovascular disease is the leading cause of deaths in the world with over 17 million people dying each year.
I am quoting these statics because I have a theory.
Heart attacks are our hearts breaking. Maybe this is simplistic thinking ~but ~ what the heck ~this is my blog and my ideas so I am writing what comes to me. I could very easily deviate from this subject right now and talk about the times that I was shut down, stifled, expelled (literally from Catholic High School) suspended from American Airlines for being too demonstrative, told that I would never get anywhere within that company because of the way I spoke (meaning somewhat of a Brooklyn accent) and went on to hold different managerial positions. Then the icing on this cake was my English professor(45 years ago) who loved my writing and wanted to help me have some of my work published and my then husband told me that he(my professor) just wanted to fuck me because I couldn’t write for shit. Needless to say the marriage didn’t last much longer than it will take you to finish this blog but I stopped writing for years after that.
Back to the subject–A lot of those incidences in my life were heart breaking! They literally hurt my heart. Does this make some sense to you? I am sure at this point you can think of a number of incidences in your own life that you can relate to where you felt your own heartache, feeling crushed, heartbroken, despondent.
My father died at the young age of 55 from “congestive heart failure.” If we break this down~congestive~ meaning -lack of movement by being crowded or blocked, heart failing-that is pretty self explanatory. He died from heart disease. My theory is that he died because he was unhappy, explosive, full of rage and did not know how to release or expel or discharge pent up agitation that was eating away at his internal organ~mainly~his heart! Again, this is my theory and I have spent my life delving deeply into this idea by listening and watching and speaking to hundreds of people around their diseases and discomforts due to the lack of knowing how to connect to their emotional body.
This particular blog is about piquing your curiosity around:
Your ideas about wellness and well-being
Giving thought to exercising your emotional muscles
Thinking about how you can become more connected to your emotional body
This is an invitation for you to become curious about how your physical body is housing your organs which hold all of your life’s secrets, desires, thoughts and stories. Inside those trillions of cells encased inside your body are those emotional stories that are the expressions of your individuality.
I think this is pretty incredible!
My sentiments exactly. The proof is in the visceral experiences when you do emotional release or any physical movement . My body creates so many different sounds after any kind of movement. In my experience the belches,gasses and liquid gell that sometimes take up to half hour (sometimes longer) are all part of the emotion being discharged from the body. In my head I can only think what if I wasn’t doing this …. dis…ease!!!!!!! In my body, organs etc. thanks for posting😘💕🙏🏻
Thanks for responding. I love that you expanded this conversation. Love-
Diane, I have been thinking about this post since I read it early this morning. You are absolutely on the mark! Like your father my mother’s heart failed her too, with a devastating heart attack at 56 that resulted in 13 years of disability before she died. I believe her heart was broken due to an abusive father, a mother and an adored older brother who died when she was 15, an unhappy 25-year marriage to my father and a second marriage that also went bad when he turned out to be abusive – just like her father. Plus a very rebellious daughter, lol.
I remember meeting a very interesting and pretty woman on a flight from Nashville (where I attended a national quilt show) to Denver in 2000. I admired her cool, short, spiky haircut – kinda like yours! – while we were waiting to board,. What do you know, we were seated next to each other. We chatted like old friends the entire time, and she shared with me that she knew why got breast cancer. It was because she was devastated over losing her husband who had a fast-growing cancer that she nursed him through. She neglected her own body and its signals while she was caring for him and was convinced that if she had not gone through that with him, she would have been healthy. I have always regretted that I never called her to have lunch, even though she gave me her card, because we were kindred spirits. Lost opportunity. Maybe a topic for another day?
Carol– I am still getting use to the approval and reply buttons on my blog so this comment just came through. I appreciate all that you shared. I love that you made connections to your own life experiences and then meeting that woman on the plane. I try to follow through now whenever I have those types of experiences because they are so wonderfully uplifting. Love-