tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10702583.post6586541965484157616..comments2023-09-19T04:02:01.591-07:00Comments on Soul Surgery: Ask a Facilitator: Shouldn't You Be Happy All the Time?Carol L. Skolnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17188135050692219250noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10702583.post-29706119386570482872008-05-30T10:24:00.000-07:002008-05-30T10:24:00.000-07:00Yes, it's interesting how we want to label things ...Yes, it's interesting how we want to label things as "fear" or "sadness" when they could easily be "excitement" or "grace." The words themselves have charge which tends to increase the sensations we call "uncomfortable." Recently I noticed how I call something "pain" when it might not even be pain; I even anticipate it. I stub my toe, the expletive releases from my mouth, and I haven't even felt the sensation yet! <BR/><BR/>We're so funny, we human beings/doings. <BR/><BR/>Love,<BR/>CarolCarol L. Skolnickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17188135050692219250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10702583.post-18934002447173483642008-05-30T07:15:00.000-07:002008-05-30T07:15:00.000-07:00This is interesting, indeed. As someone with big r...This is interesting, indeed. As someone with big ranges of feeling and someone interested in seeing through the stories and someone who practices inquiry into stressful thoughts, I am coming to really appreciate the whole range of what takes place in this human experience of mine. I have had experiences of crying that in the past I would have named sadness, and maybe from the outside looking in someone else still would, and all I can say is that tears happen and there's a washing through me that can feel like such grace... I can usually sense what it's related to, but am quite learning to enjoy not having to understand and make "sense" of it. Indeed, the trying to make sense of it can be for me related to trying to stay in control of it all.<BR/><BR/>I've seen Katie crying. I've read about it. It's a beautiful thing to notice that there can be tears and full ranges of human experience in someone who is happy and free. I love my humanness. The more I resist things like "depression" or for me these days a sense of heaviness, the heavier it gets... It's heavy and wants me to lovingly turn my soft-eyed attention to it, not with an inquisition but with inquiry, not with a stick but with a warm lap for it to sit in while we have a look.<BR/><BR/>Love you, Carol! I love that you continue to write about how it is, rather than how one thinks maybe it should look. And I loved the questioner who prompted this wonderful exchange.<BR/><BR/>heidiAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10702583.post-44217413251161260132008-05-30T00:34:00.000-07:002008-05-30T00:34:00.000-07:00Further to anonymous's comment, I would also add t...Further to anonymous's comment, I would also add that there are different definitions/ideas of what happiness is - I've noticed it has changed for me as I've continued with the work - from a striving to always be happy, smiley to something that is more about being at peace regardless of how I look on the outside.<BR/><BR/>And more accepting of when I don't feel 'good' - not trying to fix it, just being curious about it.<BR/><BR/>As to what or how Byron Katie is - who cares, how she is is her business :-)<BR/><BR/>With love,<BR/><BR/>JonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10702583.post-5138933128697885662008-05-29T15:53:00.000-07:002008-05-29T15:53:00.000-07:00Thank you for answering my question! I'm still sus...Thank you for answering my question! I'm still suspicious of the claim that Byron Katie is happy all the time. Sounds like marketing b.s. to me. At least you don't make her extreme claim. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com