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Monday, January 5, 2015

Pure Dialogue


for Annie


From
     the deepest place within me
                                 I am listening
                      I am listening
                                     to you…
                              from the place of firsts
                                        first sensations
                                            feelings
                                                 images
                                                       voices
             the place before words
                and the place where first words emerged
                                 from cooing and soft gazes                                    
                              when their meanings were wet
                                                            and clear
                            as the eyes of a child
                                 witnessing his first rain.

I am listening from
this place
                   of first encounters
                          the way small children do
                                         sitting on a curb
                                  close enough to hear each other’s breathing
                                             every little sound of lip and tongue
                                  close enough to lift an eyelash from a cheek.       
              
Listening and looking
from this place
                              I hear you
 I see you
            as you
              and only you
           discovering you
               as you discover yourself
       both
                the little girl
        raising a bouquet of lavender
                  to her father’s troubling gaze
                                 and the woman
                              who asks that I be a better person
                                         and face her
        with soft eyes.

In this place
              I feel your truth
                         in a way that is self-affirming
                                       free of judgment
                                                   or interpretation
                                and calls me to give you
                                                            all that is within my reach
                                     and much that is just beyond it.

I thought I was a winged being
                    but find I am just now
                                                   shimmying from my chrysalis.
                           
From the deepest place within me
                           I am speaking
                              I am speaking
                                      to you
             from the place of my first awakenings
                        to the love and hurt
                             my mother carried
                                    from her own first place
                             my father from his
                             my older brothers
                                          grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins,
                            my neighbors, classmates, coaches and teachers
                                              the town’s shop owners and policemen
                                                   everyone, it seemed,
                              each and all carrying
                                             their gifts and unassuaged needs       
   into their lives
                                           and mine
                            gifts and cracked pieces of themselves
                 that became the stones of my path
    the giant trees
                  slopes and cliffs
                       I climbed
                                 the rivers
                   glens and woods
         I crossed
to arrive here
     in this moment
in the glades
of your eyes.

From this place,
               my love,
  my words, pace, tones and gestures
               will be
                     to the best of my striving
            Love’s choices
                    so you can readily receive
                     what I share
discover me
               as I discover myself
and both of us affirm
that while you may
     unwittingly
                   rub against
              an abiding loss or injury
                              from those early days
                 you are free from blame.
                       The transgression happened long ago
and though it still lives in me
                  and often resists revelation
                             you
                                were
                                    not
                                 even
           there.
You were in your own first place
                         trying to hold on to
                                  your own truth.
                                                          
Speaking from my first place
               revealing the small boy
                         placing a spray
                                of forget-me-nots
                                   at the feet of his busy mother                                                            
              I can reveal what is real for the man
                             in a clean request
                        you can answer
                               or decline
                                     for you are as free to say no
                              as yes.

Now
    we meet
                 face to face
each of us arriving from
a place of firsts
   into this new one
                                       we create
                                         together
                        with willingness and wonder
                                  tenderness
                                       reflection and remembrance
each bringing offerings of
                              words
                                   waiting
                                          listening
                                                 silence
       this place
             where mingled tears
                              remake us
             to glisten
                            in the morning sun
      this place
             where we name each other
               as if whispering
                    Eden's first words
this place
                  where wild compassion
blooms
   from consciousness
         and from compassion
                                  connection.



 Bob Kamm 12/14

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Winning and Losing in Love Relatiionships, Part II


What an irony that we spend so much of our lives longing for our “soul-mate” and then, when we find him/her, it doesn’t take long before we begin finding fault and treating our partner as if he/she is our competitor rather than our teammate.  This is inevitable.  Once the romantic period is over, our deeper psychological dynamics from our early years reassert themselves.  Unfortunately, there is no short-cut for eliminating the powerful impulse to make our partner wrong and ourselves right.  Its roots are tenacious.  Being “wrong” as a child has such hurtful consequences, we quickly learn to be “right” or at least avoid being “wrong” in our parents’ eyes.  The speed with which we as adults throw up defensive arrays of verbal and behavioral countermeasures, speak to the fact that we each grow up experiencing thousands of interactions with our caregivers that follow certain patterns because our caregivers have their own deeply grooved ways of being.   Look, I loved my parents and they loved me…and, like all of us parents, they were far from perfect.  My mother had a subtle way of shaming me when I made a mistake, did something outside her wishes or exhibited feelings that caused her discomfort.   My father resorted to teasing and sarcasm.  Both of them occasionally engaged in frightening outbursts of anger along with swatting the back of my head or my butt.  No doubt, many of us go through memorable moments of big, visible trauma.  But the idea that we all suffer them, and that they are the principle cause of distortion in our development is probably over-emphasized.  However, what is true for nearly all of us is that we are immersed in family cultures as children that have their own strong color schemes, as mine did.  That scheme is quickly absorbed into our cells.  We are “stained” into adaptive responses by the sheer volume and force of interactions and our powerful need to be safe and belong.   We accommodate because we actually are dependent as children.  The simple ability to feel and express those feelings clearly is often a casualty of this process.  Consequently, as adults, anytime we sense “wrongness” coming our way, we mobilize against it and the hurt it unconsciously summons from those early years.  You could say our defenses are psychological white blood cells trying to kill an infection.  The density and vigor of that counter-attack is one measure of the force of early messages. 

 If as adults we could just release the “fight to be right” by thinking our way out of it (using solely a cognitive approach) the world would already be a much calmer and more harmonious place.  Taking on a new thought is relatively easy.  Changing our ways of reacting emotionally and behaviorally is a much tougher undertaking.  For the most part, we humans are not run by cognitive, logical and linear processes.  Daniel Kahneman won the Nobel Prize documenting this in a field as seemingly logical as economics.  The evidence is overwhelming that no quick and easy fix exists.  Sports metaphors such as I cited in Part I, can be seductive for their simplicity. In basketball, there is a play called a “kick-out”.  The ball-handler drives toward the basket hard as if he’s going to shoot.  The defense “collapses” in around him, leaving other shooters free on the perimeter.  The ball handler now reins in his desire to go for the two-point dunk and instead passes the ball out to one of his teammates who is free of defenders and has a clear shot at a three-pointer.  Now imagine yourself driving hard toward the idea that you have to be right in a given moment.  And imagine that just as you are ready to hammer home your point and make your partner wrong, ripping at the flesh of your relationship, instead, you kick-out…releasing the need to be right and refusing to engage in that struggle.   When you push less to be right, your partner has to push less, too, and perhaps, with a little luck, you both let the issue go, realizing that the energy beneath it is from the past and the consequences in the present are relatively minor and quite workable. 

    It’s good to remember the “kick-out” option.  It’s one of those touchstone ideas that might help you let go once in a while.  But most of us know that once we’re triggered into “fighting to be right” it is very difficult to just switch off that energy, which derives from our survival endowments channeled through the family landscape.  For real healing, there’s no avoiding the depths.  Long before modern psychology, philosophers, religious figures, poets and story-tellers have had implicit knowledge of this.  Fairy-tales and contemporary literature attest to the real “threat” hiding in the shadows, in the cellar or attic, in an old house, at the bottom of a lake, the top of the beanstalk,  in a cave, under a bridge, or close to natural forces such as volcanoes, dark forests, the untamed sea.  Unconsciously, the entire human race knows where the nemesis hides.  However, only a small percentage of us appear to be explicitly conscious of it. The birth of deception is self-deception.  For those of us trying to transcend early destiny, we know a great initiation is unavoidable.  We know the “monsters”  born in those tender years when our brains were not fully developed must be defrocked of fiction till the bare truth is before us. 

We can do this.  Now we are adults.  Our brains are fully developed (finally, by around age 25!) so we  have the resources to experience fully what was held in a kind of cryogenic freeze within us because it was overwhelming for our tender, underdeveloped brains and beings.  As Tara Brach has pointed out in a recent article in Psychotherapy Networker, C.G. Jung referred to this unprocessed pain of childhood as unlived life.  He urged us to be courageous and live out that unlived life so that we can integrate it and move on.  He is exhorting us to a hero’s journey.  The irony and the great challenge are that we are wired to avoid the lairs of predators and the pain and fear they cause.  However, and this is key, if the pain and fear are already in us, avoiding them means accepting that we are divided selves. 

How can we heal a sundered inner world?  By surrendering to what the Persian poet Rumi referred to as “the pearls of God,” meaning tears.  Our unshed tears from those early events are the waters of unlived life, held like crystals in caves high and low along the fault lines of the soul.  Their resolving force awaits us, awaits the moment when we are ready to transform them from solid back into liquid for the ride up and out of their subterranean holds into daylight. Without this liberating adventure, the division within us as individuals will become a division between us and our partners.

Because this work is indispensable to releasing psychological energy and literally rewiring the basis of  personality, the Imago Dialogues embody, for couples, the essential wisdoms and practices.  Developed by Harville Hendrix and Helen La Kelly Hunt, the Dialogues are arenas that invite the emergence of the heroes hiding within us.  They are crucibles for grieving and empathy.  When, in dialogue, we get beneath an issue in the present and visit the subterranean depths of our own divided inner world as it was wrought in our early years, we ride unshed tears into the sun.  Suddenly, our partner is no longer a competitor with whom we must struggle to make our own needs dominant.  He or she is a witness to our life.  So touching is this moment, and neurologically dynamic, that it leads directly to a releasing of clenched fists on the weaponry of winning without any admonition to do so--we by living out the unlived grief, our partner through the experience of profound empathy.  Grieving and empathy are the two great resolving alchemies of human life.  By taking turns as griever and witness over months and years, we emerge into daylight over and over again until the shadows recede and we own the day, together.

Friday, March 29, 2013

Winning and Losing in Love Relationships

By the time we reach adulthood, most of us have participated in some form of team--athletic, social, religious or work.  We have been exposed to people who place their own ego's above
the success of the team.  Probably the easiest example to consider comes from a sports team.
Think of an athlete, man or woman, who has great stats game after game.  Now imagine that in spite of their performance (or more likely, because of it!) the team loses game after game.
Would any of us, with the perspective of adulthood, call that person a success?  Unlikely.  We might marvel at his or her persistence and talent.  We might also think of him/her as "a ball hog"
or selfish.  Does any of us believe that Kobe Bryant or Mia Hamm would consider themselves successful if they hadn't won championships?  A no-brainer, right?  But here's the thing.  A love relationship is a team of two.  It calls for an even greater commitment to collaboration than other teams because our hearts are so fully engaged.  We are more vulnerable on the "love team" and our childhood hurts are so much more likely to be triggered.  But the core question is the same as on a sports team:  are you a team player or a ball hog?  Do you push for your own victories over your partner as if they were actually the other team...or are you capable of letting go of the need to win in order to serve the greater good of the relationship?  

We know what the answer is for most of us much of the time.  We have a hard time letting go
of having our way or being right. Why?  Because being wrong has such powerful resonance during our early years.  When we are little, we need to be attached to our parents.  It is not a desire.  It is a biologically written need whose goal is to serve our survival and optimal development.  Far too often, when parents correct children they come down hard.  They forget they're dealing with a small fragile being whose brain is nowhere near fully developed.  As children, we immediately fear the loss of love, which is potentially catastrophic for such a genuinely dependent being.  Since our parents tend to react to us in fairly consistent ways, we develop a pattern of adaptations to those moments.  We try hard to be right, to be on their good side.  Some of us fight for it, meaning we cry, flail, object, blame someone or try to talk our way out of a situation.  Some of us flee, meaning we hide within ourselves and physically withdraw from our parents.  Some of us freeze in the moment, become paralyzed and speechless.  Some of us discover it is safer to just submit.  In all these cases, we are feeling a great deal of discomfort because the withdrawal of parental love, even for seconds at a time, is so potentially devastating.  

Fast forward to adulthood and you find yourself and your partner having a difficult time allowing the other to be right.  On an unconscious psychological level, the dynamic is, "If you are right, I am wrong.  If I am right, you are wrong.  Whoever is wrong is going to feel bad.  Someone is coming out as the parent and someone the child."  It's a zero-sum game that parallels the childhood pattern when parents had all the power and we needed them with all our hearts.  So here we are in our twenties, thirties, forties and on, being ball hogs in our relationship so we can avoid feeling that feeling.  Of course, we don't live with a coach in our home to help us run better plays.  We don't have crowds cheering us when we serve the team. But we can gradually learn to get in touch with the deeper feeling that drives this reaction, grieve it and be liberated from the impulse that drives us to create win-lose.  We can do some of this work when we are single, but the deepest work comes when we are in a relationship for there are wounds that are only triggered and therefore available to work on when we actively seek to be in loving connection with another.

We are strange creatures, aren't we?  We long for love.  Then, when we find it (after the 
romantic phase is over) we treat our partner as if he/she is the competition, not a teammate!  We have to defeat the very person who might love us...for fear of feeling unloved.  Once again we see how early patterns can hijack the present and deprive us of the thing we cherish most.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Parenting From Depth, Part II: Children Should be Seen and...

 

Early in our Imago Parenting Course--Connected Parents, Thriving Kids--we give a quick survey of how parenting styles have changed over the years. For hundreds of years,
parenting was parent-centered, authoritarian, "because I said so", "children are to be seen and not heard." You really have to shake your head on how this approach dominated for thousands of years. Why didn't we as a species see the terrible limits of this approach sooner? Well, that will be a discussion for another day. Suffice it to say that parent-centered parenting did a lot of damage on this planet, some mild and some on the level of holocaust--children treated as slaves, property, brutalized and even killed because "father knew best"in some way. Finally, after the World War II, there was a gradual shift towards child-centered, permissive parenting. "Cchildren are to be seen and not heard" gave way to, "Children are to be seen, heard and given whatever will support their 'self-esteem'". Being a baby-boomer, my experience is that I and my cohort grew up with a sometimes confusing blend of authoritarianism and permissiveness. I think this conflation of the two styles dissipated gradually over the balance of the 20th century and into the 21st.
In the last few years, a lot of parents and professionals in the field of child development have arrived at the conclusion that child-centered parenting has frequently gone too far, indulging children, allowing their scheduled activities to run the life of the household and generally being unwilling or unable to leverage a "positive no" that actually can give children a clear boundary and nurture in them a greater sense of responsibility, a sense that there are other people in the world besides themselves and a mature person makes room for those others. Now what we see, and what we in the Imago community are working towards, is parent-child centered parenting; parenting that emphasizes the relationship between the two, that sees both as catalysts for each other's growth and enrichment. Toward that end, children are to be seen, heard, felt and responded to in ways that are appropriate to the need and the developmental moment, but not over-indulged. As our workbook states: "I am in healthy connection with my child when I'm emotionally available to learn what he/she needs from a parent who is willing to take charge." One obvious example: Conscious parents know that four year olds need about a dozen hours of sleep and are best served by a bedtime around 7 in the evening, not nine, ten or eleven. They also know that it's a good idea to make sure kids burn off a lot of energy about three hours before that bedtime so that they are ready for the quiet enjoyments of bath and reading and gentle play.
My own mnemonic device for this parent-child centered approach is the Italian word cara,which means dear. I set it up this way:
C
=Consistenly (consistency across situations, not constancy which is impossible)
A=Attuned, (meaning emotionally available to "get" our children's reality)
R=Responsive, (in a timely manner to the present and long-term needs)
A=Appropriate (to the developmental moment the child is experiencing)

So, being a C.A.R.A. parent means we would respond to a crying infant by picking it up, comforting it and attuning to learn what it need: Just the comfort? A diaper change? A warmer/cooler/quieter/more-or-less stimulating environment? Food? Etc. We would understand that an infant can't meet its own needs and certainly cannot regulate its own emotions. She needs us to do that for her just as she needs us to walk for her because she can't walk and speak for her because she can't yet speak and make decisions because the left side of her brain where decisions largelyt get made is, for all intents and purposes, not at all functional. But an appropriate response to a crying teenager might look very different. It might mean that we would mirror his feelings: "Oh, I can see that you are really hurting over this." Or, "You seem really angry about this. Is that what you're feeling?" It might mean we offer hugs. It might mean we let him know we're available if he wants to talk, but empower him to work it through on his own if that's his choice. Your get the picture. The bottom line is to be Consistently Attuned, Responsive and Appropriate...which includes our own needs, thus the parent-child relationship. Sometimes, especially with smaller children, it IS appropriate to drop what we're doing and come to their aid. But as a child matures, we have more choices about our proximity to her and her issues. It's important for kids to gradually get through living examples that their parents are "others" and have needs themselves and those needs will sometimes preclude an immediate response to their own. For an infant, the experience of an unmet need can be catastrophic. For a four year-old, far less so. For a fourteen year-old, still less--IF the parent has been consistent over the years in balancing (based on the child's developmental stage) the child's needs with their own. Children ARE to be seen, heard, felt, "gotten" and responded to with appropriate loving behavior; but parents are people, too, and also need to be seen, heard, felt and "gotten"...mostly by their life partners and other adults but, over time, by their children, too. When kids get that their parents are separate people, they grow up to be much more responsible contributors to culture. So there is no danger of children becoming narcissistic if they are truly seen, heard and gotten by parents who intuit or have learned through study what is appropriate at a given moment.
In my book, Real Fatherhood, there are a number of examples of good moments...and bad ones that I tried to correct as quickly as possible. Our Imago Faculty has called such errors, "beautiful mistakes" to remind us all that none of us can be perfect. In one such situation, my son was eight years old. I had been giving him an allowance of $2.00 a week, for which he did certain chores. He got very money focused because there were things he wanted. Suddenly I realized that it was a significant error to pay him to do things. After all, he and I were a family (I was a single dad at the time). We were a team. To pay him changed his status. He became an employee. Kids are not our employees. They are family members and what was appropriate for Ben was to bear his weight as a family member.
Obviously, there were chores he could not do, given his developmental moment. But he could help prepare meals, do dishes, wash the car and do yard work with me. So I self-corrected by telling him that I would no longer pay him for specific chores. He would still get his $2.00 a week so he could learn to manage money--which was the real and right purpose of an allowance. His initial reaction was to pitch a fit. "How will I make more money?" he cried at me. I held steady and let him know that he really couldn't right now. Eventually he'd be old enough so he could perhaps do things for neighbors or have a paper route. I let him cry it out. He was mad at me and he had cause. I was correcting a decision that was less than attuned to the situation at the time. He had a right to his frustration and tears. But the whole thing was over in about a half-hour. That was one of the best half-hours I ever invested in his character...and mine. Parent-child relationship!
C2012 Bob Kamm

The Rug

 

for Annie

I've always liked this rug
since you first showed it to me.
Its reds and blacks call
to the heart and the will
as clearly as a native American dance
before a great journey,
hunt or battle.
I see men
stomping the earth
around a fire
encouraged by their ululating women.
But then
the patterns pull me away
from the night and human noises
into big spaces
--mountains rising above mountains,
diamonds sparkling on high waters,
crosses pointing to the four directions.
Within these patterns
more colors emerge
... white, beige and at least five shades of gray.
I particularly like the latter,
as if some medicine man
collaborated with the weaver
to remind us
not to be so quick to judge
but rather
to welcome subtlety, nuance, uncertainty
and contradiction,
to walk in the world as if
either danger or wonder
could confront us
beyond the next rock or tree,
to be steady, strong and fully awake
as we place each foot forward,
to be ready and willing
to live whatever
there is to live.
So, yes, my darling, I like this rug very much.
It's the placement I've had a problem with
as you know...
here in the kitchen
where it gets walked on
kicked and
dirtied up with dog hair and vegetable cuttings.
Still
you want it here.
You
don't want it hanging on the wall.
It's sturdy. You're not worrying over dirt.
I usually defer to your taste
but this is a loose rug that slides and folds.
It has felt like an accident waiting to happen.
It has also felt disrespectful to the weaver
and the poem in the patterns.
Part of me wants to dig in and fight this out.
But I have decided
to embrace the placement of the rug
for one reason.
Because it makes you feel good
to have it under foot,
to see it when you enter the kitchen,
to make sure one of us engages
in a weekly ritual of cleaning.
I want you to feel good.
You deserve to feel good.
We will dance together around the symbolic fire
woven in the reds.
What could matter more?
So if you or I trip, I will not go to "I told you so".
I will not allow this rug to become a field
where our two inner children skirmish
over whose needs are more important.
I embrace the placement of the rug
fully
and, as the saying goes, without reservation.
With this commitment
I entertain another possibility
--that I might not have paid so much attention
might not have seen the pictures and heard the stories in the rug
were it not constantly under foot.
Just as, now,
standing in its middle, looking down,
I wonder at the white twinings that extend from each end of the fabric
...reaching forward and back
as if the rug itself
is a sacred between
connecting past with future
earth with sky
water with wind
love with learning
all shades of gray
with each other
and, most important,
me
with you.
C 2011 Bob Kamm

Fierce Attachment III, Couplehood, the Final Frontier

 

I have an old friend who is passionate about our founding father, Thomas Jefferson. He speaks of him with the adoration and devotion of a young boy for his dad. As I write this on the morning of October 6, 2011, many people across the world, myself among them, are mourning the loss of Apple founder, Steve Jobs. He might well be seen as the founding father of a new age. Never in the history of human business and culture have so many people been so enamored of a corporate CEO and the brand he birthed. I use the word "enamored" with intention. In its core, you see "amor"...meaning love. Between Jefferson and Jobs, we could identify a very long list of public figures who have been the objects of enormous affection on the part of huge numbers of individuals. This is just more evidence of the centrality of fierce attachment in human existence.
I have been very fortunate in my life to learn at the feet of some very smart, wise and talented people. I will readily admit to you that I am fiercely attached to these beloved mentors. Given that I am sixty-four years old, you might think I am done seeking mentors and am busy being one. Maybe there are a lot of people smarter than I am. I am aware of still having a lot to learn and I cherish people who can bring something new, potent and truthful to me. Most recent in that category are Harville Hendrix and Helen LaKelly Hunt, the husband and wife team behind Imago Relationship Therapy, as well as Bruce Crapuchettes and Francine Beauvoir, the senior faculty members of Imago Relationships International, under whom I have done most of my training over the last three years. What have these four people brought to me in my sixties that is so valuable? Since this is a blog post, not a book, I'll be brief, at the risk of understating their gifts to me.
I went through a lot of individual therapy when I was younger...a key moment of which I shared in my last post. The process of regaining my capacity to grieve over childhood hurts literally helped me save my life and grow into adulthood.
Harville and Helen brought a major new insight to the therapeutic process. I don't think it's a stretch to call them the true founding father and mother of transformational couplehood. They have shown us that no matter how much work we do one-on-one with a therapist, there will be wounds that will never be addressed, can never be addressed until and unless we are in a love relationship in which both of us are committed to help each other heal. As intimate as is the one-on-one patient-therapist relationship, as capable as it is through the process of transference of stirring up old feelings for healing, there is no relationship that more closely resonates with the vulnerability of our first connections in life with our primary caregivers--usually mom and dad. In the womb, in infancy, in early childhood and all the way into adulthood, we are at our most dependent and sensitive. Templates of the basic dynamics of relationships are being imprinted in us. As adults, with our lover, we are as open as children once again, hopeful, joyful, ecstatic and dependent. So old early hurts that have managed to lie dormant for decades can be suddenly triggered when our partner seems to ignore us, or talk to us with edge in their voice, or give us a cold shoulder or forget to do something for us. There are just some layers of feelings that only a lover can trigger and make available for processing--not a boss, not a friend, not a therapist, not even a child.
Not only have they shone a bright light on a key truth about human existence. They have presided over the training of thousands of therapists in specific practices that couples can actually learn in workshops and in therapy sessions. Those practices constitute a comprehensive toolkit that has been tested and honed. It is very user-friendly. It is the iPhone of couplehood.
You might be thinking that Harville and Helen's insight naturally raises a question about the limitations of a solitary wisdom path such as meditation. That would be right. Notwithstanding that there is genuine value in the practice of meditation, the iconic journey away from civilization is not, for me, the optimal or even most heroic.
The final frontier of human development is not on a mountaintop in Tibet or in an ashram in Massachusetts. Couplehood is the final frontier. But it is not "out there." It is "in here" or "down there." It is the ultimate site for personal and relational archaeology. Couplehood unearths what has remained hidden in spite of serious efforts through many other methods and moments. Without couplehood, we cannot fully become whole, and unless we become whole, we cannot fully experience couplehood--a challenging, yet sweet and virtuous loop.
Through the application of Imago practices I have repeatedly seen people discover things about their own life journey that were utter epiphanies for them and brought transformational energy. In my own practice with my darling wife, I have processed and learned things that shaped my consciousness from my first breath, things that were still hidden from me as I entered my seventh decade of life, in spite of a great deal of inner work. I have been called to new levels of consciousness, honesty, courage and understanding. The power of these revelations is self-affirming. I'm convinced that it literally reorganizes brain synapses...making us into a qualitatively different human being, more feeling, more compassionate, more curious about our partner, more honoring of their otherness and, above all, more capable of being attached appropriately as adults, rather than caught in the co-dependence that results from being over-burdened with unconscious injuries from our earliest years.
For the insight of couplehood as the final frontier, for the practices to help us navigate that realm and for the sweet, steadfast and patient teaching I have received, I celebrate my fierce attachment to my Imago mentors. Above all, I whole-heartedly celebrate my fierce attachment to the woman who brought me to the Imago well to drink, my true partner, the amor of my life, my Andrea.
C2011 Bob Kamm

What Are Feelings For?

We humans! We feel happy, angry, scared, sad, surprised, hurt, disgusted. We have developed an enormous vocabulary and numerous nuanced ways of talking about and expressing our feelings. However, these six, appear to be the universal irreducible array from which all others—guilt, shame, disappointment, hope, joy, frustration, anxiety, loneliness, helplessness, to mention just a handful—are derived. Neurologist Jill Bolte Taylor tells us that contrary to what many may wish to believe, we are not thinking creatures that feel, but rather “feeling creatures that think.” This statement is based on her knowledge of the fact that our brain has evolved from an earlier feeling model and huge amounts of its real estate are heavily involved with sensing and feeling—the brainstem, the limbic system, most of the right hemisphere of the neocortex. But what are all these feelings for?
Logic, language and the ability to plan were among the most recent (meaning last) capabilities to evolve, yet they, too are heavily influenced by feeling. Dr. Antonio Damasio has shown us in his landmark book, Descartes’ Error, that we really can’t think without being connected to feeling. There is no such thing as pure, unfeeling logic. In his Theory of Somatic Markers, he clearly establishes how critical it is to be able to quickly, automatically reference the body, its sensing, feeling and stored experience, in order to think and make decisions. With the left brain, we can learn the technical aspects of composing music but it takes the feeling input of the right brain to choose one note over another in order to create a sonata that will strike the heart-chords in an audience. So feelings are not just nice…they are a critical enablers of thought. That’s one of their functions. Clearly, there must be others.
It was only in the 90’s that psychologists and neurologists en masse began such an investigation. Until then, Descartes’ “I think, therefore I am” and its entire perspective dominated how we saw humans. Fortunately, in the last two decades, we have learned a tremendous amount.
Feelings serve our survival. We have the capacity for fear because fear generates enormous energy in our systems so that we will run from danger with all our might. We have the capacity for anger because anger generates enormous energy in our systems to fight to save our lives. You could ask, “Isn’t there a better way to accomplish these goals?” but Nature has already answered the question. She has favored this design for literally hundreds of millions of years. Actually, you could say billions of years because even ancient invertebrates have the capacity to flee from or fight with a potential enemy. So whether or not there was ever a different choice than the fight-flight axis is a moot point. This is the one Nature has chosen as workable through an astonishingly wide variety of creatures.
But what is the purpose of happiness? It also serves our survival. It is a state that we experience when our needs are met, including our needs for safety, food, mates, adequate rest, play and social companionship. It stimulates our vitality. As Allan Schore (Affect Regulation and the Repair of Self) points out, when infants experience elation in their interactions with their mothers, growth of the right cortex of the brain is stimulated. So one of the earliest functions of happiness is to stimulate the brain toward optimal development. As we gain control over our bodies and begin to move into the world, happiness is a feedback loop that validates choices that are good for survival beyond just avoiding predators. It is a building block of any community, beginning with the earliest family units and clans.
What is the purpose of being able to feel disgust? It teaches us, “Don’t eat that! It’s not good for you.”
What is the purpose of being able to feel surprise? It teaches us to be curious, to be open to new experiences we didn’t expect, to learn from them.
No doubt you’ve noticed I left sadness as the last core feeling to address. Why? Because we seem to have quite a challenge with this one in our culture…and in many cultures. However, the truth is that sadness serves our survival as importantly as these other feelings. Sadness lets us know something is wrong, that we are lacking something or that we have been hurt. From that knowing, we can make adjustments, better choices, better plans, better relationships. When the sadness is deep enough, we cry. We are the only creature on the planet capable of deep emotional weeping. We don’t just shed tears. We wail. We sob. Our entire system is energetically engaged as fiercely as it is by the different energies of the other feelings. Each feeling has its own energetic state for a purpose. What purpose is served by deep crying? Actually, there are at least a few. Crying helps shed our systems of stress and pain. Fifteen years of research done by Dr. William Frey at the University of Minnesota established that there is a significant presence of ACTH—adrenocorticotrophic hormone directly associated with stress-- being shed in tears along with toxins that build up in the body during stressful experiences. In Frey’s research, this was true of emotionally shed tears and not true of tears shed from exposure to irritants, such as an onion. These latter tears depend on a different neural setup—the fifth cranial nerve which, if severed, will prevent the tearing reaction to irritants but will not interfere with the shedding of emotional tears. Emotional crying is clearly in a different category and has a different neural substrate. Studies have affirmed that most people do report feeling better “after a good cry.” This can readily be explained by the idea that the biochemical correlates of emotional pain are being excreted and our nervous system is shifting from the sympathetic to the parasympathetic mode, from fight and flight to rest. Of course, there are times when we don’t feel better, or at least not much better after a cry. This might be the subject of another blog post but for now, let me share this as an indicator of cause. My mother died 2 years after my dad. When I lost her, I cried hard numerous times. After the first three or four bouts, I didn’t feel better, simply exhausted. Gradually, however, as I went deeper and deeper into the grief, I surfaced feeling better each time. I was fifty-seven. I had both my parents for over five decades—certainly a blessing. At the same time, it left me with that many more memories and feelings of my bond with them to grieve than someone who suffered such losses at an earlier age.
I know there are some who believe that it’s not helpful to engage in deep emotional grieving, particularly over childhood issues. They apparently think that there is a bottomless pit of grief in which we will drown. Perhaps they fear we will become addicted to misery. Notwithstanding the fact that there are some people with specific emotional injuries who cry hysterically to no good, and who may, in fact, be addicted to misery, the general truth in my experience and study is that there is indeed a bottom to grief, and I believe the science (and logic) supports this. Wounds have specific dimensions. They are not endless. I know firsthand the experience, “I’ll never stop crying.” But I did…and we do. Those words are a way of expressing what it’s like being in the full force of the hurt. A person sobbing over a specific loss or set of losses is grieving towards health and away from addiction or compulsion. She is releasing dark energy whose structural origin may be the limbic system in the brain but whose life has made a home in every cell in the body. The bottom of a given wound certainly may be a lot deeper than many people want to think—which may be why it scares some when they experience this intensity first hand or witness a family member, friend or client surrender to it. Practice bears out that it is best to trust the body. The body generally knows how to be sad once we peel away the defenses. That sadness can, indeed, be deep and wide. But the body will allow us to experience only as much as we can digest at one time. We will stop crying. We will cry again, perhaps. However, when we are closer to the end than the beginning—when the chalice of a particular sorrow is more empty than full—there is a significant and positive shift in the energy state, disposition, clarity and power to act in our own behalf.
So we feel distressing sadness and we cry, to shed the pain. What other reasons might there be? We have the longest childhood of any creature. We can’t walk for roughly our first year. We can’t talk for roughly our first two years. During that time, we must be able to communicate when our needs are not being met and Nature has given us crying for that purpose. Interestingly, newborn infants cry without tears because the neural network (the seventh facial nerve) that enables them is not fully mature until roughly two to four months after birth. Nonetheless, their little bodies can readily engage in wailing as a key signal that something critical needs addressing. It is a potent form of shorthand before language develops.
But there is another function that is built onto the signaling one and it proves to be enormously important in human life. The capacity for sadness—including crying--is part of our over-all bonding endowment as a species. Because of our long childhood vulnerability, we need our caregivers to attach to us so they will protect and care for us. We attach to them to foster that process. This is a virtuous cycle that reinforces itself. Without such a bond and the protection, nurturance and stimulation it brings, it is unlikely we would survive into adulthood, given how long it takes for our bodies and brains to mature. Building on the work of Allan Schore and many others, Sue Gerhardt (Why Love Matters) clearly establishes that the very quality of our brains’ development is directly dependent on the quality of that attachment. How our brains become wired is “experience dependent” and the specific experience on which that dependency rests is, first and foremost, our interactions with primary caregivers. These are further enhanced by other family members, friends and agents of the culture such as teachers, coaches and parents of friends. Emotional bonds are the magnetic force of human society. One of the consequences and proofs of that truth is how bad we feel when bonds are broken. When a parent withdraws or is angry with us, or when a parent is lost, we are profoundly sad. But the value of sadness extends further as we grow. Decades ago, anthropologist Ashley Montagu pointed out that crying underscores the importance of social bonds and helps to build them. Losing a family member, a friend, a teacher, an ally, a leader all hurt and often deeply enough to move us to tears. When love is lost, when friendships are broken, when dreams to which we have become attached are shattered, when we move from a cherished place or lose a cherished keepsake we experience emotional pain that is physically palpable. Why? Those people matter. We are bound to them. Those dreams and places and keepsakes matter. We are bound to them. The sundering of a bond is one of the most important human experiences because the maintenance of bonds is one of our most important survival strategies. We are set up throughout our physiology for it. So we cry not only to shed pain from our systems, but in affirmation of what matters and to learn the lessons and experience the appreciations that come with completely feeling the sadness of loss. Those lessons and appreciations will help us make better choices and better choices serve our survival. Being emptied of that pain, we are at rest and wiser.
We sometimes ask, “Why do we have to suffer so?” If we were blasé about such things, there would be no society, just constantly shifting alliances between people who were all expendable and replaceable in each other’s eyes. Nature has given us all sorts of ways of feeling the importance of attachments to be sure that we who are born in high vulnerability can survive to perpetuate our species. Experiencing deep sadness when one has lost is one of those ways. Consequently a society that suppresses sadness and the tears that are integral to it is a society whose bonds are in danger. In such a society, the capacity for being curious about other people’s realities--whether they are infants, children, people of different political persuasions, different races, creeds, people from different parts of the country or just people who dress or cut their hair differently—that capacity is diminished. The same is true for the capacity to know oneself, to trust oneself and others, the capacity for kindness, for truly living the “innocent until proving guilty” principle and, perhaps most importantly, the capacity for empathy and self-compassion. As Martin Prechtel writes, in Secrets of the Talking Jaguar, “If done passionately, grief strengthens the World House…”
Consider what happens to the World House—the community of mankind and the planet on which we dwell—when we do not grieve. In my first book, The Superman Syndrome, I pointed out that Kal-El may be a man of steel, but steel does not feel. This is the result of an ungrieved catastrophe from early in his infancy. Notice how all superheroes have back-stories of catastrophe (the new X-Men movie, First Class, affirms this theme yet again). Their “super” powers are in fact nothing more than a grandiose fantasy serving to deny the helplessness experienced in that early victimhood. A society that raises its boys to be superheroes, emulating the warrior archetype, being tough, avoiding a show of “weakness” that might actually be real sensitivity, a society that raises its boys to mask sadness and by all means, tears, because “big boys don’t cry”—such a society is at risk because its men have a damaged capacity to feel what really matters—our bonds with each other. In such a society, bonds are highly selective. They do not expand through empathy and understanding. They are reduced to “us against them” thinking. The marketplace and politics of such a society are more likely to be dominated by predatory personalities, more likely to have a Darwinian social philosophy that believes the rich are rich because they deserve to be and the poor are poor because they deserve to be. This us/them dichotomy is more likely to lead a country to spend huge amounts of its treasure and blood on repression and war. We see this in societies on every continent and throughout history…and that certainly includes the present and past of North America.
Feelings serve our survival—all of our core feelings. They are equally valuable when they are serving their original functions. Giving primacy to some feelings over others is dangerous—whether it is vaunting happiness, as in a consumer society, or vaunting anger and fear as in a totalitarian society. It is at our own risk that we ignore or negate any important aspect of our humanity. In these difficult days, sadness has much to teach us about need, belonging, love, community and what is truly possible. We would be wise to sit at its feet and listen.
C2011 Bob Kamm