The words vibe

“Control” is an interesting word. We all understand that the only thing, we possibly can control, is ourselves. So, when I mention control here, it is regarding self. We read about quotes like these – “If you don’t control your emotions they will rule you.”  And “You can change your destiny by controlling your thoughts.” On my healing journey, I realized that this word is misplaced. We all are going through transformation and change and so should the word “control” in its context. I think it needs to be replaced by a more compassionate phrase – Self-regulation. I am in love with the world of words, and I find self-regulation to be organic and apt to substitute the word “control” in these quotes and in life in general. Rephrasing the quotes: “If you don’t self-regulate your emotions they will rule you.” And “You can change your destiny by self-regulating your thoughts.”
What is the difference? How does this even matter? The major difference is the vibration and connotation of the word.
Controlling is indicative of denial. It slowly builds resentment within. Self-regulation suggests acceptance and reflection with a desire for a favorable change. It does not bring resentment but builds confidence. The need to control thoughts, emotions, etc. implies there exists a state of powerlessness. Whereas, the word self-regulation shows that we already possess the power. It shows awareness of the situation that requires to be regulated.
Self-regulation is one of those points where spirituality and psychology converge. It is here divine inner spark is felt. While practicing self-regulation we can detach from the situation and avoid reactivity. Usually, self-regulation can be achieved using healthy mechanisms and tools like meditation, journaling, and exercise. Control is achieved by numbing, using alcohol, excessive eating, workaholism, manipulation, or such stuff (for self).  Control works on the ego level. It seems to demonstrate strength. However, self-regulation operates on a deeper soul level to bring about a peaceful shift. It helps us to achieve alignment between body and mind. Goals can be achieved using either of them (or occasionally both of them) with practice. After all, the choice is ours. Transformation in any aspect of our life happens only when we integrate our learning with the choices we make. Quoting Carl Jung, “I am not what has happened to me. I am what I choose to become.”
After all, we decide our vibe!

Hello Me, I will always be here.

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Someone said, “We mature with damage not with age.”
There is a different (inner) devil at every stage.
Today I am inviting some of them for tea.
These frightened parts of me!
I have kept them hidden, I have denied,
Disowned and shamed them several times.
For I could not do what I was supposed to.
For I could not become what was expected of me.

These are my inner children wanting to be- free. So, today I let some of them be! (seen).

For that kid in me is sometimes three,
It demands all the attention she missed on.
She frets, and doesn’t know how to express and who to explain what is her pain?
The world is lonely and dark and mundane.
Where is everyone?
How do they all function?
What is the ‘normal’?

Who do I question? There is no one near except fear. She is expected to be quite. A “Good child”. Tired of all this, little one cries.

Sometimes, this inner child of mine,
Is thirteen. Feeling the pain of growing up and changes in adolescence.
The world is scary, strange and unsafe.
She hides behind her pride.
Lets loose the inner rebel. She formulates a survival guide. Strong face. Just a disguise. Yet a safe disguise!

Sometimes this inner child is nine. Desiring a new bicycle and a pair of running shoes. Why do people ridicule?
Why can’t I fight back? Break the norm.
Break their bones!
I will be a Don!
Dare they strike!
I will kill. I will fight…!
Some voice mimics, the dialog from the social script of ‘that mean aunt’ in every family, who is always critical, of literally everything!
“Oh my little child, but you are a girl… You will not survive. Uh, accept that it’s your plight. For those boys are big and you are just nine! Surrender! For if God wanted you to be successful you would not have been a girl’!”
My child at nine decided to hide(“the girl”) till whenever possible. Frills and frocks were discarded for rough jeans. Long curls gone just like the story ‘Maggie Cuts her Hair’. She’d defy. I am no less. I am a Tom-‘boy’! Fighting on the street. Bruised legs and feet, it did not pain. It was a matter of prestige! The scars were the pride, of my inner child.

However, these lessons are wrongly learnt it was a survival guide.
It felt safe to defy,
To be angry rebel or to hide.
For long, I let my coping mechanism be my comfort zone.
As that was what could possibly be done!
It’s  an un-learning time.
With you, I work, to reconcile.

Today in my forties, I acknowledge this pain,
My inner children, you are not shamed!
Now, I won’t let you suffer again.
I won’t deny, in me, you may confide.
For, we are the same.
Let go of these fears.
You are safe, as I am here!
For you, I will always be here!

Emotional Turmoil

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Emotional turmoil.
Midnight cries.
Love- a mirage.
Fading smoke.
You, Chasing a fish?
Is it a catch?
Is it hit or amiss?
Are people lucky?
Or is it Destiny?
Emotions subdued.
Feelings bruised.
Whoever wins, I lose.
Senses seduced.
Strange high.
Escape trial,
Self Denial!
Don’t you cry…!
People are dry.
False promises,
Are suffocating.
Be in control.
You are whole!
Dreams are fragments.
Imagination segments.
Exist and strive.
Soul will revive.
Take a pause.
For yourself
Applaud!