Topic : Defining Your Authentic Self

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Created on : Thursday, July 07, 2005, 11:20:02 am
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Have you read "Self Matters" or become familiar with the process of uncovering your authentic self from watching the show? Share your story here.

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July 25, 2008, 3:44 pm PDT

You've hit truths -

Quote From: marcia52

Belinda .. we learn from everything and everyone ... every experience whether good or bad brings us lessons and understanding.  Parents, teachers, adults, others .. teach us things ... sometimes as kids we take those teachings to heart and it really messes us up.  I know that the Sunday School teacher who told me ONLY BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO EVIL PEOPLE didn't realize she was telling an 8 year old who had been molested heard those words and lived them.  When I did Self Matters, I found myself hearing those words over and over again ... I AM EVIL. 

I don't know anyone who judges whether a person is extrover or introverted ...  most people don't even know how to associate those two words to a person's behavior.  Usually the one who doesn't like an introvert is an extrovert ... and vice versa.  You have to learn  how to be with another type of person.  They actually have tests and therapists who specialize in it.

Everyone, no matter what type, makes mistakes ... big and small ones.  It's just goes with the territory of growing up.
I don't like what my kindergarten teacher taught.  With her body language for one thing, tone of voice.  Control.  For one thing, if one is too big, who on earth would walk on high-heel shoes.  I personally have never put them on.  I wonder if it would be therapy to do so.  You're right, I need to be more open.  Some bad things, even if I've been told aren't, still need to be talked out.  To make a space, to express whatever troubles me. 
 
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July 25, 2008, 3:51 pm PDT

Actually, most of what I think is bad,

relates to kindergarten & 6th class.  But these times were very invasive.  Very accusing & seemed to have a religious undertone.  Even though I was in the public-system.  About growing up, being responsible.  Things I thought I had the right to do in my own time, my own way.  And that teachers are only there to guide & need to be perceptive & truthful.  Not to mislead & care so much about being popular.  Teaching habits that they are supposed to be against, but infact, like high-heel shoes, or punishing good students for not being more grown-up, is telling me they do care about what others think, & are unobjective & can't be trusted.
 
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July 25, 2008, 3:53 pm PDT

Get land-locked with my own ideas

the floor is free.
 
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July 25, 2008, 4:17 pm PDT

Oh, I Remember......

Quote From: marcia52

I was always earing money .. I was told it was a necessity.  My very 1st job was an afternoon job -- part of a school program -- and I had to pay rent and buy my own clothes plus busfare to go  and from work.  I can remember going shopping with my mom when I started to drive ... I had never gone shopping with her .. she actually never taught me to shop.  I'm glad I didn't have a credit card back then.

I was also raised to move out on my home.  My mom started my hopeless chest when I was 16.  She told me not to get married right out of school and get my own apartment.  I had my own place when I was 18 years old.

I had my 1st car within 2 months of obtaining my 1st job.  My parents co-signed for me.  it was 65' red/orange mustang convertible .. dad drove it while I was at work downtown.

I worked three summers on the strand a little less than a block from the ocean, in a Beach Shop. They sold everything from swimsuits, tanning lotion, shells, inflatable rafts to Tee Shirts and of course Beach Towels. I worked for a client and friend of my father’s. Their family owned a couple of Beach Shops down there along the main street of the northern most little beach- North Myrtle Beach used to be a collection of separately named beaches along the Grand Strand, before they consolidated them all and became, North Myrtle Beach, in about 1970.

Anyhow, near the end of that second summer and I was going into my senior year of High School, one afternoon about 5PM my father drove up to the Beach Shop in a White 1965 Ford Mustang with red interior! It was already understood that I would use part of the money that I had saved to pay for a car for my twin and I. My twin really had a hard time sticking to a single job as an adolescent. I knew the minute that I saw my father drive up in it that it was OUR first car! Before I could stop myself, I let out this ear piercing squeal. I remember the owner of the store turned and looked at me as if I NUTS! I loved that White Mustang.

 

Brenda

 
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July 25, 2008, 7:19 pm PDT

No Scientist, Geologist, Archaeologist, Follosipher, Professor, Pastor, Psychic, etc., & etc.,

Quote From: sharihamilton

I am not the person God purposed me to be, that is only because I won't allow myself to be who He has purposed me to be.  No person on this planet is supplied with the knowledge that God has purposed in each one of our lives.  No Scientist, Geologist, Archaeologist, Follosipher, Professor, Pastor, Psychic, etc., & etc., I could go on and on but then it would only sound like jibberish and ramblings.  I am no scholar, however Dr. Phil, I admire and repsect you based on your show which I have watched for many years.  I was moved greatly by the episode that aired at least a couple of years ago regarding a young lady who left America to go to a country in the middle east.  I won't dictate all that was disclosed around that show because it is not necessary.  I am certain that you know whcih show I am talking about.

 

I have an issue in my life that I have never been able to disclose openly and honestly about to anyone.  It has always been better for me to put things in writing and I am very apprehensive at this moment in disclosing something about myself in this forum.  I do so mainly because It is an out for me.  I don't expect to get a response to this message and that is why I feel free to say what I am saying at this time.

 

I dont' know what to do with what I have been through in my life up to this point accept to use the rational that I have acquired via books, prayer and life experience after the fact.  Most of the people who have used and abused me, have passed away and those who are still alive, do not acknowledge their part in why I am still harboring the events that have taken place in my life.  Okay, here it is!  I was molested, beaten and neglected for the better part of my early years.  Up until I was 16 by various men.  Some I knew only as my Uncle, but they were really not related to me by blood.  I didn't even know what a real Uncle was until I had my own children.  I was 23 when I gave birth to my first child.  I was a Sophomore in College, My brothers were my shelter and none of them ever got a girl pregnant.  My Father was NEVER there because he was totally committed to the military. 

 

I have so much more to say, and it gets deeper.  If my story is already interesting and it is the truth, let me know if I should seek help from Dr. Phil.

 

Bottom line is, I need some  closure from my Mother and my Father about my teen years whlle they are both still alive but separated.  I am 52 and still need answers.  Neither of them has remarried and still live in the same state.  My mother has never admitted to choosing her boyfriends over me and my Father is married to the VFW and has never made any attempt to visit me in more than 45 years.

 

I am sick about why he can't be here for me before he leaves this world.

 

Help Me If You Can Dr. Phil

There is more to Tell

Shari

Another way to look at it is as a probability question.  And if it is probable.  If not, things might work themselves given time & opportunities to work through them.  It is supposed to be a renewed time according to many, many groups including the ones you've mentioned & they can't be all wrong.  That in should help anyone to find closure. 

 

As I mention, media can be a problem.  There often isn't closure.  There often is messages not the least related to us personally.  If one was to choose advice, nothing is worse than the television for accuracy or doing the right thing unless one listens & understands it all. 

 

And influences in the television can be things like doing things right now.  And music is much much much worse.  Very direct messages that have zilch to do with everyday choices - except to enjoy the moment and stop worrying so much, that with choices we can work through the negative & enjoy life.  But some people have to be responsible like scientists, philosophers, & one has to be careful about this being a negative to work through.

 

We all have our negatives - and it is annoying to have to remind people what they are and get no response.  But we try our best - no one can ask any more.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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July 25, 2008, 7:26 pm PDT

srichinmoypoetry.com/

Poems about Teaching

 

Perfect teaching  
Is nothing other than
Sharing with others
The knowledge  
That we claim as our own.


My heart is teaching me 

 

 

 

 

Hundreds of poems to try & find something that helps a person find meaning & wisdom.  Might answer something inside that needs expression.
How to be pure.
My soul is teaching me  
How to be happy.

Poems by Sri Chinmoy

 
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July 25, 2008, 7:40 pm PDT

Sayoonara

 

 
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July 26, 2008, 7:25 am PDT

Yet these are the lessons we choose ...

Quote From: taemanai

my lessons.  I think about your stories are very telling of the flaws in environments that appear loving & helpful, but is the truth is opaque, simplified & corrected.  I enjoyed my early sunday school but I still was reluctant to progress & didn't have to.  That the first stage felt right.  That progression felt wrong, happiness & fun felt right, & that the worsening behaviour of those in the system kind of proved it.  I think that sometimes schooling seems to have that pattern of going into a bad place.  And maybe one learns the flaws of society & organisation of people.  And due to the pure nature of religion, and force of conviction, this seems to be harder to learn as this is how religion is taught.  It is often forced on people.  And this is wrong.  So in a sense, religion as an ideal is correct, but the way it is conveyed is not.  So one has to accuse them of wrong but not the values. 

 

'Only bad things happen to evil people' they are just words.  Like fate, luck.  Just numbers.  Some reason good things happen with '8's & bad things happen with '13'.  And religion is filled with it.  Bad in that negative view come with evil or bad people.  But the word 'only' is a way to make a person listen & be controlled by it.  Religious teachers should know to be humble.  And never use these personal terms.  If religious people followed their own guidelines, the higher wisdom could be communicated in the best form & everyone will be free.

my belief system is knowing that I choose the lessons ... my parents ... my teachers ... that the combination of them all would make me the person I am IF AND ONLY IF I took the painfilled steps to work thru them. 

You have to remember Belinda .. that everyone .. me, Linda, Brenda, you ... everyone is a product of their history .. not just their's but multi-generational.  If I were to trace my family tree back a few 100 years, I would have been a serf ... I would have been under the control of an owner.  Everyday would have been about survival, war, greed, whatever. 

It's not until NOW that we as a race have been able to step back and evaluate what's going on in our lives.  In the next generation or two, more changes are going to occur ... our planet is experiencing a major healing in those countries where survival isn't an every day adventure.  True, here in the U.S. (as in other countries) we are experiencing a recession ... jobs are being shipped overseas to 3rd world countries to help them ... etc. etc. etc.   

Giving ourselves permission to live, believe, act differently is hard for everyone ... we fit a family pattern ... I'm still working thru my family pattern ... I seem to find little flaws of behaviors linked to my early years ...  one day, they're all be gone and I'll be the loving family member I've been working so hard to be. Just hope it's not the day I die ... I really do want to live many years being this loving being.
 
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July 26, 2008, 7:29 am PDT

That's why Self Matters is so awesome Belinda ...

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I don't like what my kindergarten teacher taught.  With her body language for one thing, tone of voice.  Control.  For one thing, if one is too big, who on earth would walk on high-heel shoes.  I personally have never put them on.  I wonder if it would be therapy to do so.  You're right, I need to be more open.  Some bad things, even if I've been told aren't, still need to be talked out.  To make a space, to express whatever troubles me. 
It taught me to focus on "the bad things" ... to realize that a child sees / feels / believes / acts to the level of their learning ... and many times we make judgements that aren't right .. but we never ever go back and explore them .. so we live to them .. that makes the gaps ...  the way we can see certain childlike behaviors in others ... those are the places they stopped growing .. got lost along the way. 

Do you journal?  Can you join a support group?  Is there a counselor you can talk these things out?  Getting a different opinion really does work.
 
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July 26, 2008, 7:31 am PDT

How awesome!!!

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I worked three summers on the strand a little less than a block from the ocean, in a Beach Shop. They sold everything from swimsuits, tanning lotion, shells, inflatable rafts to Tee Shirts and of course Beach Towels. I worked for a client and friend of my fathers. Their family owned a couple of Beach Shops down there along the main street of the northern most little beach- North Myrtle Beach used to be a collection of separately named beaches along the Grand Strand, before they consolidated them all and became, North Myrtle Beach, in about 1970.

Anyhow, near the end of that second summer and I was going into my senior year of High School, one afternoon about 5PM my father drove up to the Beach Shop in a White 1965 Ford Mustang with red interior! It was already understood that I would use part of the money that I had saved to pay for a car for my twin and I. My twin really had a hard time sticking to a single job as an adolescent. I knew the minute that I saw my father drive up in it that it was OUR first car! Before I could stop myself, I let out this ear piercing squeal. I remember the owner of the store turned and looked at me as if I NUTS! I loved that White Mustang.

 

Brenda

Truth be told, my dad really bought it for himself .. I paid for it, of course, but it was his car!  With 6 kids, he couldn't have a decent fun car ...  had to drive a station wagon .. I didn't mind ... when I moved out, I took the car with me.  He was okay with that.

So you had a white one.  Was it a convertible?  what year was it?
 

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