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“Love to throw yourself on the earth and kiss it. Kiss the earth and love it with an unceasing, consuming love. Love all people, love everything. Seek that rapture and ecstasy.”
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, from The Brothers Karamazov (via theperfumemaker)
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has anyone noticed that sometimes you take incorrect or undesirable actions instead of the correct and desirable ones? what's up with that
Posed in a tone of compassionate curiosity, "Why?" is transformed from rigid accusation to an open-minded, even scientific question. Instead of hurling an accusatory brick at your own head (e.g., "I'm so stupid; when will I ever learn," etc.), the question "Why did I do this again, knowing full well the negative consequences?” can become the subject of a fruitful inquiry, a gentle investigation. Taking off the starched uniform of the interrogator, who is determined to try, convict, and punish, we adopt toward ourselves the attitude of the empathic friend, who simply wants to know what's going on with us. The acronym COAL has been proposed for this attitude of compassionate curiosity: curiosity, openness, acceptance and love: “Hmm. I wonder what drove me to do this again?" The purpose is not to justify or rationalize but to understand.
From 'In the Realm of Hungry Ghosts: Close Encounters with Addiction' by Gabor Maté.
Being cut off from our own natural self-compassion is one of the greatest impairments we can suffer. Along with our ability to feel our own pain go our best hopes for healing, dignity and love. What seems nonadaptive and self-harming in the present was, at some point in our lives, an adaptation to help us endure what we then had to go through. If people are addicted to self-soothing behaviours, it's only because in their formative years they did not receive the soothing they needed. Such understanding helps delete toxic self-judgment on the past and supports responsibility for the now. Hence the need for compassionate self-inquiry.
Instead of blaming yourself for having addictive thoughts or desires, you calmly ask why these desires have exercised such a powerful hold over you. "Because they are deeply ingrained in my brain and because they are easily triggered when-ever I'm stressed or fatigued or unhappy or bored." The addictive compulsion says nothing about you as a person. It is not a moral failure or a character weakness; it is just the effect of circumstances over which you had no control. What you do have some control over is how you respond to the compulsion in the present. You were not responsible for the stressful circumstances that shaped your brain and worldview, but you can take responsibility now.
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