"you without the story of you"


The other day my friend was talking about the idea of declaring each year "The Year Of _____________". Sometimes it's a resolution in January. Somtimes it's an observation at the end of a year: "The Year of Change", "The Year of Healing", even something simple like "The Year of Getting Ready". She talked about how much changed for her friend one year just by making the committment to get dressed every day. I'm not sure how I'd describe 2010 yet. But if I had to define my last year, that's easy. It was "The Year of Twenty Pounds". The longer version would be "The Year of Doing Nothing But Work and Self Medicate with Food". Or so I thought until I read Women Food and God and then realized that I self medicate with much more: the computer, TV, phone, work, shopping, my children's activities, friendships... you name it.
I ended up finishing the book in two days and colored it completely yellow. Seriously. By the last chapter, my highlighter was out of ink. And the surprising thing was that it wasn't really about weight loss. It was about all the methods we use to escape or soothe ourselves from (the perceived pain of, or boredom with) the present moment. By eating, drinking, exercising, whining, dreaming, computer-ing, working, talking, obsessing, judging, worrying, controlling... whatever it may be. We love to say that it's important to "celebrate the moment". But most of us will do almost anything to get away from it. It's like my habit of compulsively pushing the button on the car radio: Not this song. Not this one. Nope. Next. Next. This one's okay but there might be something better. Where is the something better? Next. Next. Next... Something about that is more preferable than sitting in silence. Sitting Still.
Yet something inside all of us longs for that Stillness. Geneen Roth calls it "you without the story of you". It's the "you" before you began to see yourself defined by various opinions and perceptions of others. In the book she suggests that we connect to the Stillness not by learning something new or by "fixing" ourselves to become more "perfect". But instead by remembering who we were before. There was a day when a caterpillar could fill you with wonder, when a snow cone could make your day. You didn't need a specific reason to be happy. And the idea that you were enough was naturally assumed.
We'd love to see your images today... the ones that make you remember.
Reader Comments (22)
http://giftsofthejourney.wordpress.com/2010/06/17/would-you-lay-with-me-in-a-field-of-flowers-and-stone/
Interesting post and something I've considered before although in a sightly different context.
http://instamaticgratification.wordpress.com/2010/06/16/166365/
http://ianck.blogspot.com/2010/06/picture-of-day-vote-from-garden.html
http://meadowlarkdays.blogspot.com/2010/06/reminders.html
I took this picture exactly one year prior to his death, It was a Thanksgiving sunset in 2008 He died on November 2009. My family used this picture in his memorial service.
http://thinkingphoto.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-father.html
I will definitely pick up Geneen Roth's book - there are also some very good thoughts on this subject in Hand Wash Cold by Karen Maezen Miller (quoted in the post linked below)...
http://dragonflyreflections.wordpress.com/2010/06/09/passage-of-time/
http://lifesignatures.org/wordpress/2010/06/june-17-cove-point-lighthouse/#comments
It's in that stillness..that I so often find moments like this:
http://marciescudderphotography.com/index.php?showimage=1204
http://journeyleaf.typepad.com/journeyleaf/2010/06/the-parenting-stairway.html
This photo reminds me of being a kid and loving to just discover all that is new. This is my youngest checking out the rocks near the water at the base of Lower Yosemite Falls. I just sat there and watched him for a long time.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/11704811@N02/4696374804/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/trudem/2652830875/
Missing it even more because I couldn't afford to go this summer.
I keep going back to this image as a reminder of pure joy. It was my nephew's third birthday. He received a scooter for his birthday and probably rode it for three or four hours (and could have ridden for longer if it hadn't gotten dark outside.) Here, I captured a moment of stillness and joy when he took a short break from the scooter to make a dandelion wish.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/artcetera/4556671178/
I love so much this message and agree how important it is to remember who we were. I don't know that I have an image, at least not one in digital format, that I can share. I think I need to go have some nice quiet time, alone with some of my old photographs. Thank you for such a wonderfully thought-provoking post.
http://lorisanders.blogspot.com/2010/06/come-on-in-waters-fine.html
http://www.flickr.com/photos/7687752@N03/4709959185/
http://www.redorgray.com/2010/06/twirly-twig-by-e-l-k-on-flickr.html