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Don’t fight the sadness

March 19, 2011 By Atalwin Pilon 9 Comments

“If you don’t fight the sadness it will transform into tenderness”. I just wrote that on the Basic Goodness Facebook page. I let these one-liners come up out of my awareness. I will sit down, close my eyes and look into myself to see what is going on right now. I have to concentrate pretty hard, listen very, very closely to distill the words out of the experience. But my Higher Self never disappoints me, I can’t remember I ever got an ‘answer’ that I judged unworthy for publishing.  Often I’m surprised how deep and profound it sounds. Although the messages almost always have a universal quality they are often aimed at me personally too. And my stomach tells me that this is the case today.

Am I fighting sadness? Yes. I must say I feel tormented. I have been walking away from some deep sadness for quite a few days and it’s becoming unbearable. I really truly seem unable to face the fact that my relationship has stranded. I feel abandoned, alone and rejected, I feel a failure. I hate myself for not being more enlightened, not being more accepting, not being able to let her go. I really don’t know what to do. I feel desperate.

Something broke open by writing the previous paragraph. A flood of tears came out and the sobbing was uncontrollable, an utterly devastated 6 year old alike. The words that came up were: “please don’t leave me here”.  The image was of a small child who was being abandoned, left all alone on an endless plane of eternal blackness. I could still see my mother-girlfriend in the distance, she was about to shut the door behind her, submitting me to complete darkness. The feeling was being completely terrified, utterly helpless and hopeless. I was being condemned without understanding why.

I stumbled to my meditation cushion and sat there for a while until the desperation softened. I realize that this deep rooted fear of abandonment is at the core of my issues around relationships. Instead of simply loving her I’m also busy with protecting myself from getting hurt and manipulating her into non-hurtful behavior against me. I do this out of fear of reliving the pain that still exists inside me, deeply hidden most of the time. I must have felt this abandonment in early childhood and I have been trying to avoid it ever since. It explains a lot. By trying to cover up the wound I’ve actually kept it open. It was ruling me, causing jealousy, judging, conditioning and – right now – clinging.

We all have these wounds. Avoiding them causes suffering, facing them is painful, admitting them shameful. But once we acknowledge our stuff we can start to heal. For me healing my wounds is the most important thing in my life. I don’t want a relationship based on fear, not with myself and not with my girlfriend. I want my love to be based in freedom. I hope somebody wants to be with me because she loves me for who I am instead of staying with me in the hopes of being saved.

The gift of experiencing hidden sadness is the compassion that it brings up. Let’s face it, being in relationship is tough. It’s just hard. We are constantly pushing away and hurting our beloved by unconsciously protecting our hidden wounds. And our beloved is doing the same to us. But seeing myself helps me to forgive myself. There was a little boy inside of me, terrified of being abandoned again. I will take care of him, love him. Similarly once I can see her, I can love the terrified little girl in my woman too. It’s not hard at all. My sadness has transformed into tenderness. With tenderness I can embrace everything.

PS: After having gone through this loop today I would like to add that I wish the end of suffering upon all sentient beings, especially to those who don’t have the time to heal their old emotional wounds simply because their very existence is threatened by violence and/or disaster as we speak. You are in my prayers.

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Filed Under: Basic Goodness Tagged With: Healing, Life, Love, Relationships, Sadness, Vulnerability

Comments

  1. ayn says

    March 20, 2011 at 1:43 am

    hear hear…

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  2. Mam says

    March 20, 2011 at 9:37 pm

    My heart aches for my little boy. Love you so much … even if you call me a ‘tut hola’ (smile)

    Reply
  3. Els says

    March 21, 2011 at 8:28 am

    Well written, Atalwin. Good practice….Take care.

    Reply
  4. Jane says

    March 22, 2011 at 4:36 pm

    profound message, thank you 🙂

    Reply
  5. jorja rivero says

    March 23, 2011 at 6:38 pm

    thank you A~ i love this post ~

    although we feel a lot of intensity and go through very painful moments ~ having the coeur-rage to face ourselves and the freedom that we do to show up as we do a true perplexing and fascinating mystery!

    smiles j

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  6. jorja rivero says

    March 23, 2011 at 6:41 pm

    life : our heart : its unfolding and mystery so fascinating!
    life : pain : joy : sweet loom

    thank you for this A

    Reply
  7. mimi says

    April 5, 2011 at 5:55 pm

    this is a very nice entry, thanks for posting. Have to ask though, when you say “You are in my prayers”, what exactly do you mean?

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    • Atalwin Pilon says

      April 5, 2011 at 6:11 pm

      Your question confuses me. I don’t know what the “exact” answer is. But what I’m trying to say is that I’m aware of the suffering of all sentient beings, their suffering is not outside my awareness, not outside me. I make a conscious effort to alleviate that suffering by including it in my meditation. One could call that praying. I can also say that my heart goes out to all those suffering. Does that answer your question?

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  8. Justyna says

    July 31, 2011 at 3:12 pm

    Hey Atalwin! I wish I read that post last week! yes, the same thing happened to me. There comes a day when one just can’t resist anymore. And yes, it’s very shameful, that’s why it’s so hard to admit 🙂 Well done! and well written! I’m happy for you!x J.

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