Grumbling
This morning I noticed I
was rehearsing a little complaint about Jim. Once I noticed that, I got
curious about why I was doing itit truly was something minor. I had been
stacking and organizing the magazines and thinking, He never stacks the
magazines. He always leaves them in tumble-down piles. Blah, blah, blah.
So, I asked myself what
I really wanted from this bit of mental gymnastics. I was trying to
stop him from claiming that he organizes the magazines because he did it
once a few months ago. I do it every week, sometimes more often. There was
some nasty little jockeying for position here and it was going on entirely
in my head. I am sure that Jim has never wanted to claim the prize for being
The Organized One in the household. Obviously, that was a prize I wanted.
What was this all about?
I firmly believe that
when we grumble inwardly, theres something we are needingoften, its a
hole caused by something we were lacking in childhood. It doesnt really
matter what the other person is doing, although that does give us a clue
about what it going on. In the above scenario, I wanted to be seen as the
one who keeps the house organized. I wanted validation.
No, organization wasnt
something missing in my childhood! My mother did a bang-up job of that. What
was missing in my childhood was appreciation. I longed to be acknowledged
for helping with the housework, getting good grades, or learning to play the
French horn. I imagine my parents did appreciate me but they didnt tell me.
Thats what I was longing for this morning, to be appreciated for what I do.
Now, heres the
interesting part. It would be great if Jim acknowledged the orderliness of
the magazines, but isnt it a little silly to think that he would notice.
After all, Im the one who really wants them stacked up neatly, so
its logical that Im the one who needs to appreciate me for
what I do, not Jim.
However, if Jim notices
something I do that makes his life richer and tells me, then my heart sings
and I feel validated all the way back to when I did the familys ironing
every week. Feeling appreciated goes a long, long way.
The Art of
Appreciation
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Appreciate yourself.
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Appreciate others.
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Allow others appreciation of
you to land.
You know, that last on
could have been my problem all along. Maybe my antenna or tuner were broken.
The way Ill know is my inner appreciation has filled in the childhood hole,
is if I stop grumbling.
I want to say something
here about the process I used to find the cause of my grumbling. As I said,
if you have a recurring complaint, it usually has something to do with
something you are needing to know about yourself.
Whats the
Cause of Grumbling
- Notice if youve had
this complaint before in the same or similar form. If so, proceed to the
next step.
- Take a deep breath
and ask yourself what emotions you feel about this complaint.
- Keep breathing deeply
until you discover the emotion(s) (theres help for identifying this in
the Additional Information section).
- Once you know what
you feel, ask yourself, Where did this feeling start? Often, you have a
vague or strong impression of something from your childhood or
adolescence.
- Thank your inner
guidance system for giving you such great information because you are
about to be free of this attachment.
- Ask yourself how you
can fill that hole, heal that wound, stop that ache. Explore different
possibilities.
- You may want to ask
the other person for help, explaining the origin of your feeling and how
certain behavior affects you.
- You could journal
or set an intention to discover a remedy that disconnects you from the
old feeling that is no longer needed in adulthood.
- It could be that
just recognizing the syndrome is enough for you to release it.
- Ask a friend to
brainstorm about it with you.
- Be conscious of the
habit to complain and remind yourself that its a habit you can stop.
Congratulations, you are
on your way to a life of authenticity which means you are living in the
present and not reacting to present events from past conditioning.
© Jacqueline Hale, 2003
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