Gonna be a fun week, filled with whimsy! Don’t watch ahead!!!
LOVE this talk by Russell Kolts, given at TEDxOlympia 09/18/15, beginning with his point that we are born with a bend toward a particular temperament.
John has been a wondrous influence taming my anger issues. I grew up in a morass of emotional confusions, leaving me pretty much a mess by the time we connected.
Mom had problems expressing any “negative” emotions, especially grief & anger, two feelings that so often lead to growth understanding compassion. She went to extraordinary lengths to “protect” herself from them.
Dad had what’s an unclear comfort zone with anger. My brothers & a sister-in-law described him as a profoundly angry man, while my older sister & I experienced his as a healthy, appropriate anger. Ah, the complexities of family dynamics!
My 65+ years experience with anger is that more people seem to be like Mom & my older sibs – perplexed & discomforted by feelings, especially anger – than the reverse.
Being so much younger than my surviving sibs – by 8, 10. 14 years – could see the impact of ducking & dodging direct connection over issues, apparently experiencing directness as a danger, preferring triangulated, indirect methods that left me cold.
Russell talks about the role of compassion, something I grew up seeing – well, actually NOT seeing, but noticing its absence. What became the Senior Family after Dad’s death at 63 substituted used nasty cracks, snide asides & slams to direct confrontation – it vented their anger without serving any discernible use. Mind you, I took the same route – until my teaching practicum, when the classroom teacher I was working under asked why I used cynicism & snark with the children; I didn’t realize I was – more accurately, I didn’t realize that it was unusual, because that was how my sister & oldest brother talked all the time.
Praise be, I was blessed to be born with a sunny, positive nature & with an innate curiosity that left me open to hearing & heeding critical comments, left me eager to hear voices like Claudia’s, 42 years ago, and now Russell Kolts’.
Russell Kolts is a licensed clinical psychologist and Professor of Psychology at Eastern Washington University, where he has taught for the past 16 years and has received numerous honors including twice being named the associated student body’s Faculty of the Year.
Dr. Kolts has authored and coauthored numerous books and scholarly articles, including The Compassionate Mind Guide to Managing Your Anger, An Open Hearted Life: Transformative Lessons for Compassionate Living from a Clinical Psychologist and a Buddhist Nun (with Thubten Chodron), and the forthcoming Buddhist Psychology and CBT: A Practitioner’s Guide (with Dennis Tirch and Laura Silberstein).
Dr. Kolts has pioneered the application of Compassion Focused Therapy (CFT) to the treatment of problematic anger and regularly conducts trainings and workshops on CFT.
Poor John. I was so happy & peaceful when we met, fell in love, married. After we were hitched, he was taken unawares when some relatively trivial problem came up & I blew a gasket. Instead of coming right back at me with disbelieving anger of his own, he looked at me aghast, then asked one question, “What is the matter?”
I stopped cold in mid-rant, my jaw dropped & I said something like, “Whaaaaa?”
John looked me in the eye & repeated the question, “What is the matter?”
I was totally thrown – no one had ever asked me that question before. I launched into a heated description of what he’d said to tear my heart out. He listened.
He listened carefully, letting me get it all out. Then, he sat down next to me & said, “You heard me say…” and repeated back to me, exactly, that very thing. THEN, he said, “No wonder you’re upset by what you understood. What I MEANT by what I said was…” and he went on to explain the message he’d hoped to convey.
John, in that one exchange, won my deepest admiration & keenest envy – – I wanted to do what he did. Not getting sucked into an emotional maelstrom, instead listening through the upset for understanding. John was able to get past the angry person to discover the root of my anger. And although it was not justified by what he’d meant to convey, he could understand the furor based on how it had registered in MY brain, seeping through layers of ancient wounds. Wow…
Twenty-eight years later, I’ve learned a lot about the difference between anger & being angry. Anger is meant to be like a robust sneeze or, for me, a scratchy throat – a warning that things are not well, that attention has to be paid to something. It seems to me that being angry includes some loss of control.
The Whaaaaa problem that needed to be identified was that our separate processes were woefully out of sync, a common problem with newly weds (right up there with does the Christmas tree have large twinkly colored lights with a big flashing star at the top or steady-glow tiny white lights topped with an angel made by a brother back in 4th grade).
I’d like to say that I saw the righteousness of John’s approach & never ever fell into the pit of lash-out anger again. The old triggers of invisibility & disconnection still do the occasional back flip into my processing, sidelining a response to make way for a reaction. But John stays steady, still looking for what’s up at the heart of my distress.
It was John who taught me about the value of anger, that emotions are supposed to wake us up to what’s happening, positive or negative, constructive or unproductive.
It was a message I was ready to hear.
My own family has a long history of avoiding confrontation at all costs. The tendency from Mom’s side of the family was to tolerate pervasive conflict rather than face difficult reality. Which always seemed weird to me, even as a kid, because disagreements are a natural part of life. And having a disagreement, having to bring up tough topics in order to get past them, are essential tools for growth, both personally & within relationship.
I am forever grateful for having a sister-in-law who didn’t hesitate to share what she saw as off-kilter & did so without getty angry. She was heated but calm telling Mom, “For someone who talks all the time about communication, you do darn little of it.” Of course, we all thought it hysterically funny, but Pam was absolutely on target – Mom did NOT walk her talk. Small wonder. Experience taught her the “wisdom” of laying low – – stand up & get mowed down.
By hanging out with John, seeing how much better his life functioned than ours, Mom & I learned the importance of feeling expressing sharing healthy anger at appropriate times, in appropriate ways. Some things we discovered included…
> If you feel just cause to be unhappy with someone, look for a way to share it while the issue is active, fresh. Sidestepping issues can lead to disastrous results. Mom was an epic side stepper, although I doubt she topped the family member who, back in 1973, wrote to Mom about how awful I had been to her, that one reason she was happy to have moved away was that I could no hurt her. The kicker is that in the same paragraph, she acknowledged never talking to me about any of it – – but i was okay with her if Mom did. That never-shared anger, which she felt was justified, finally spewed out at a terrible time, in a terrible way – – 24 years later. How differently things might have gone if she’d shared with me how I made her feel, all those years ago.
> Be as honest as possible; leave doors open rather than using the “truth” to slam them shut. Since 2010, I’d tried to make contact with my sister & oldest brother through One Book, One Family. It ultimately reconnected me with Mim, no response from Peter. A couple years later, I decided to take another stab. John & I took over food from one of his favorite Chinese places. When I left it at the Front Desk of his domicile, the woman asked me, “Don’t you want to give it to him yourself?” I paused, then replied, “I don’t know how my brother feels about me NOW, but at one time I was like fingers on a chalkboard to him. His feelings might have changed, but I do not have the energy to risk they haven’t.” I was open, honest. And when we got home, there was a flashing light on the answering machine & a lovely message from Peter.
> Put improving communication – “What is the matter?” – over pinning blame. Brene Brown says she & her husband use the “story” line to help defuse testy situations. If she feels there is a problem, she’ll tell him, “The story I am telling myself about this is…” which acknowledges that a) it is a story, not necessarily the truth & b) she recognizes & respects he has his story, too. Their goal is to put finding common ground over blaming & shaming.
> Resist the urge to retaliate. Speaks for itself. I learned very early, from John, that retaliation & relationship are incompatible.
> Respect anger, honoring it as a tool to greater understanding. This was a particularly tough row for Mom to hoe – to her, all anger was from hell. She was used to people who were angry at her being abusive. It took her many years to accept that people can express anger without wanting to dominate, without others losing control.
BOTTOM LINE: Approriate anger, where we’re focused on the situation rather than the person, is fleeting, felt, expressed, learned from & moved past. It supports healthy relationships. ~ Abusive anger is rooted in our ego, cares squat about relationship, seeks to fix blame & attach shame, never to gain better understanding & deeper compassion. ~ Healthy anger is released; harmful anger lingers festers grows.
We are never too old to step past losing our anger with long-time triggers. Mim was 66 years old when we got past ancient gunk to create an new relationship. Peter was in his mid 70s! With both sibs, there would be times when flashes of the old arrrgggghhhh anger would flash, but we’d set it aside & move past it. I’ve seen more older people be able to set aside ancient sources of losing it, choosing relationship, than I’ve seen entrenched in a need for blame shame retaliation. Not a mere hope – actual experience!
Anger is just anger. It isn’t good. It isn’t bad. It just is. What you do with it is what matters. It’s like anything else. You can use it to build or to destroy. You just have to make the choice. – Jim Butcher
A man can’t eat anger for breakfast and sleep with it at night and not suffer damage to his soul. – Garrison Keillor
Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean. – Maya Angelou
Today’s writing prompts, spot-on for all ages, are from David Richo’s Coming Home to Who You Are, a Baby Bear-sized (“just right”) book with super short chapters.
When I think about this book, it feels like one read many years ago, before Mom slipped from us – it hits so many home truths & hard-won lessons that the two of us came to together. But it was published in 2011, my first read was early 2013!
Coming Home to Who You Are is a book Mom would have kept by her bedside, been a good companion when she’d wake up at 3:00 a.m.ish, when reading something that spoke to her heart helped tumble her back to sleep.
As Mom worked her way along her quest for a stronger, more cohesive sense of her 90+ year old self, the following are the sort of questions she’d pause to ponder. In her earlier years, she would have journaled them; by 1999 she avoided hand-writing due to a severely arthritic right shoulder & probably would have mulled these over in her mind, maybe shared her thoughts with her online circle of friends, or with me, kept them to herself.
The questions are from the brief chapter, Our Gifts and our Bliss. As David Richo introduces the chapter, “It’s important to appreciate our innate talents. It is never too late to begin using our gifts, an it is always too early to give up on them.”
The following questions are set out to help us reflect on or discover the gifts that lead to deeper happiness satisfaction contentment – bliss – whatever our age, stage or state of being:
What are my gifts & talents? How does my current life include & advance them?
What has consistently brought me happiness & a sense of fulfillment? How can that be present today & across my tomorrows?
What in my life arises from my choice? What arises due to obligations OR from other’s choices?
What do I admire or envy in the lives of others?
What would I like to see happen for those I love?
What am I being encouraged to do or be by those I trust?
What am I afraid of risking if I “step out of line” or “act outside the box” of what I think others expect from & for me?
What are the loves & longings I am afraid to tell anyone about? Why?
If I am not already there, what will it take for me to believe that it is my turn to make the choices that reflect who I am & what makes me happy?
These are a lot of questions, but they are natural companions, each welcoming the next & each offering a greater appreciation of what my “ancient” (her term) mother actively sought over those final few years – a clearer, more cohesive sense of our self, whatever our age.
A classic video from AARP circa 1970s!
Four years ago, I read Writing from the Heart – tapping the power of your inner voice expecting to learn effective writing practices. Instead, I found my voice.
Nancy models what she teaches, using her voice, her own memoir to illustrate how to recognize, hear & tap into your own. This is a book to love.
How lovely to introduce this book on the day I started writing my first. Not planned, but certainly lead to the choice This weekend, a still-astonishing family moment that could have gone horribly wrong instead became a powerful inspiration. It took that turn because of Nancy; in seeking a way to regain a balance that had gone sideways, I tapped into her under-a-minute description for her life-shifting Rowe workshop, Jump Start Your Memoir as I felt… lost.
Had never heard it before, just needed something solid to hold onto & guessed that she’d have just the ticket on YouTube. In spades! In 55 seconds, she touched on the importance of safety, the very issue that was causing me pain, and coming from the heart.
Nancy’s words recalled to me the why behind my feeling distressed & drew me to a place of tender compassion toward those who unintentionally triggered the whacked-out spiral.
Reading Nancy’s book feels a lot like taking her workshop – accessible, funny, constructive in always a positive, loving way. It’s more like we are sharing a cuppa & conversation over warm peach cobbler than simply reading a spot-on book.
While it’s a must-read book for already & wannabe authors, I recommend it to everyone – it speaks to us all, helping writer & non-writer alike find their voice & the power to share it.
This morning found me writing the opening of my book. Come March 2018, you’ll find me back up at Rowe, taking Nancy’s build on her basic workshop – – The Next Step.
Right now, am tracking down my well-thumbed copy of Writing from the Heart , looking forward to warming my heart with Nancy’s voice & wisdom!