Monday, March 14, 2011

Growing Wings

Thanks for letting me find this article........


By Martha Beck
O, The Oprah Magazine  |  From the January 2004 issue of O, The Oprah Magazine

What goes on in the cocoon of change isn't always pretty, but the results can be beautiful. Martha Beck talks you through the four phases of human metamorphosis. Get ready to fly!


I used to think I knew how some caterpillars become butterflies. I assumed they weave cocoons, then sit inside growing six long legs, four wings, and so on. I figured if I were to cut open a cocoon, I'd find a butterfly-ish caterpillar, or a caterpillar-ish butterfly, depending on how far things had progressed. I was wrong. In fact, the first thing caterpillars do in their cocoons is shed their skin, leaving a soft, rubbery chrysalis. If you were to look inside the cocoon early on, you'd find nothing but a puddle of glop. But in that glop are certain cells, called imago cells, that contain the DNA-coded instructions for turning bug soup into a delicate, winged creature—the angel of the dead caterpillar.

If you've ever been through a major life transition, this may sound familiar. Humans do it, too—not physically but psychologically. All of us will experience metamorphosis several times during our lives, exchanging one identity for another. You've probably already changed from baby to child to adolescent to adult—these are obvious, well-recognized stages in the life cycle. But even after you're all grown up, your identity isn't fixed. You may change marital status, become a parent, switch careers, get sick, win the lottery.

Any transition serious enough to alter your definition of self will require not just small adjustments in your way of living and thinking but a full-on metamorphosis. I don't know if this is emotionally stressful for caterpillars, but for humans it can be hell on wheels. The best way to minimize trauma is to understand the process.

The Phases of Human Metamorphosis
Psychological metamorphosis has four phases. You'll go through these phases, more or less in order, after any major change catalyst (falling in love or breaking up, getting or losing a job, having children or emptying the nest, etc.). The strategies for dealing with change depend on the phase you're experiencing.


Phase 1: Dissolving

Here's the Deal
The first phase of change is the scariest, especially because we aren't taught to expect it. It's the time when we lose our identity and are left temporarily formless: person soup. Most people fight like crazy to keep their identities from dissolving. "This is just a blip," we tell ourselves when circumstances rock our world. "I'm the same person, and my life will go back to being the way it was."

Sometimes this is true. But in other cases, when real metamorphosis has begun, we run into a welter of "dissolving" experiences. We may feel that everything is falling apart, that we're losing everyone and everything. Dissolving feels like death, because it is—it's the demise of the person you've been.

What to Do
When we're dissolving we may get hysterical, fight our feelings, try to recapture our former lives, or jump immediately toward some new status quo ("rebound romance" is a classic example). All these measures actually slow down Phase One and make it more painful. The following strategies work better:

  • In Phase 1, live one day (or 10 minutes) at a time. Instead of dwelling on hopes and fears about an unknowable future, focus your attention on whatever is happening right now.
  • "Cocoon" by caring for yourself in physical, immediate ways. Wrap yourself in a blanket, make yourself a cup of hot tea, attend an exercise class, whatever feels comforting.
  • Talk to others who have gone through a metamorphosis. If you don't have a wise relative or friend, a therapist can be a source of reassurance.
  • Let yourself grieve. Even if you are leaving an unpleasant situation (a bad marriage, a job you didn't like), you'll probably go through the normal human response to any loss: the emotional roller coaster called the grieving process. You'll cycle through denial, anger, sadness, and acceptance many times. Just experiencing these feelings will help them pass more quickly.
If you think this sounds frustratingly passive, you're right. Dissolving isn't something you do; it's something that happens to you. The closest you'll come to controlling it is relaxing and trusting the process.




Phase 2: Imagining

Here's the Deal
For those of us who have just a few tiny control issues, Phase 2 is as welcome as rain after drought. This is when the part of you that knows your destiny, the imago in your psyche, will begin giving you instructions about how to reorganize the remnants of your old identity into something altogether different.

The word imago is the root of the word image. You'll know you're beginning Phase 2 when your mind's eye starts seeing images of the life you are about to create. These can't be forced—like dissolving, they happen to you—and they are never what you expected. You're becoming a new person, and you'll develop traits and interests your old self didn't have. You may feel compelled to change your hairstyle or wardrobe, or redecorate your living space. The old order simply seems wrong, and you'll begin reordering your outer situation to reflect your inner rebirth.

What to Do
Here are some ways you may want to respond when you begin spontaneously imagining the future:
  • Cut out magazine pictures you find appealing or interesting. Glue them onto a piece of butcher paper. The resulting collage will be an illustration of the life you're trying to create.
  • Let yourself daydream. Your job is to try out imaginary scenarios until you have a clear picture of your goals and desires. You'll save a lot of time, effort, and grief by giving yourself time to do this in your head before you attempt it in the real world.
Phase 2 is all about images: making them up, making them clear, making them possible. Moving through this stage, you'll start to feel an impulse to go from dreaming (imagining possibilities) to scheming (planning to bring your vision to fruition). Write down both dreams and schemes, then gather information about how you might create them.




Phase 3: Re-forming


Here's the Deal
As your dreams become schemes, you'll begin itching to make them come true. This signals Phase 3, the implementation stage of the change process. Phase 3is when you stop fantasizing about selling your art and start submitting work to galleries, or go beyond ogling a friend's brother to having her set you up on a date. You'll feel motivated to do real, physical things to build a new life. And then...(drum roll, please)...you'll fail. Repeatedly.

I've gone through Phase 3many times and watched hundreds of clients do the same. I've never seen a significant scheme succeed on the first try. Re-forming your life, like anything new, complex, and important, inevitably brings up problems you didn't expect. That's why, in contrast to the starry eyes that are so useful in Phase 2, Phase 3demands the ingenuity of Thomas Edison and the tenacity of a pit bull.

What to Do
  • Expect things to go wrong. Many of my clients have an early failure and consider this a sign that "it just wasn't meant to be." This is a useful philosophy if you want to spend your life as person soup. To become all that you can be, you must keep working toward your dreams even when your initial efforts are unsuccessful.
  • Be willing to start over. Every time your plans fail, you'll briefly return to Phase 1, feeling lost and confused. This is an opportunity to release some of the illusions that created hitches in your plan.
  • Revisit Phase 2, adjusting your dreams and schemes to include the truths you've learned from your experimentation.
  • Persist. Keep debugging and reimplementing your new-and-improved plans until they work. If you've followed all the steps above, they eventually will.
     
    Phase 4: Flying
     
    Here's the Deal
    Phase 3 is like crawling out of your cocoon and waiting for your crumpled, soggy wings to dry and expand. Phase 4 is the payoff, the time when your new identity is fully formed and able to fly.

    What to Do
    The following strategies—which can help you optimize this delightful situation—are about fine-tuning, not drastic transformation.
    • Enjoy! You've just negotiated a scary and dramatic transformation, and you deserve to savor your new identity. Spend time every day focusing on gratitude for your success.
    • Make small improvements. Find little ways to make your new life a bit less stressful, a bit more pleasurable.
    • Know that another change is just around the bend. There's no way to predict how long you'll stay in Phase 4; maybe days, maybe decades. Don't attribute your happiness to your new identity; security lies in knowing how to deal with metamorphosis, whenever it occurs.
       
       
     

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

It's nice to feel needed

My daughter wouldn't stop crying the other day. I was deeply engrossed in my work in front of the laptop and she was starting to really piss me off that time because of her non-stop tantrums. I kept asking her why but she just kept on crying. She was just like that for what seemed to me like an eternity. I was about to lose my cool and start shouting when, for the last time, i asked her what she wants. And in between sobs she just said "You, mommy. I want you." Apparently she's been wanting my attention and I was just too focused on my work to really notice. I was so ashamed and I realized how very little time I have been giving her since I started my online job. I embraced her and told her how sorry mommy was for not taking so much notice of her for quite a while.

It dawned on me that during that brief moment, it wasn't just my daughter's need to be noticed that was satisfied. I also felt good that someone said I'm needed.... I guess it's been a while too that I've been feeling useless and not needed. It's one of the loneliest moments too -- when you don't feel any appreciation at all from the people who really matters. That's why it comes a bit of a surprise to hear someone say that you're needed.

Thank you Bro for that simple, sweet moment of embrace. My daughter stopped crying as if nothing really happened. And I felt good that it was my embrace that calmed and comforted her..... it's really nice to be needed.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Poison that heals

My daughter had a fever several days ago. Her daddy gave her a medicine but she didn't like the taste. After several prodding, we were able to convince her to take the meds little by little. She was feeling better the following day but there was nothing I could say or do to make her take the medicine again. She said "I don't want to drink poison mommy".

It made me realize how, in this life, people conveniently stay away from things that are not so pleasant. Like that medicine which my daughter called a poison, we seldom realize how the "not-so-pleasant" things in life can really benefit us in the long run.Just because it has a "bad taste", we often overlook the fact that certain events in our life can actually mold and shape us to become better persons. Problems, challenges, sufferings, difficulties in life are things all of us will always wish not to experience. But just like the medicine, we need all of those to make us stronger and better.

Thank you for the poison that heals.....

Thanks for keeping me company

Valentine's day went by.... all i got from my husband was a simple text message saying "Happy Valentine". No more sweet nothings. Not even "how are you" or "have a nice day"....

It's been so lonely the past days. Stressed from work, so many worries.... I practically spend the entire day working in front of the laptop. I had very few time for my daughter. They're not even quality time. I get a few hours of sleep then back to my online job again. I am thankful for the job. Really, I am. It keeps the time passing that I don't really have time to worry about my other personal problems. But it's pretty lonely too. Being all alone every day, not having anyone to talk to. Nobody really knows how lonely it gets here ---- nobody but You. Thanks Bro for keeping me company. I could cry my heart out but I know it's okay with You. Please bear with me. It's really pretty awful not having someone here on earth to listen to me anymore....

You keep me going. No matter how painful, lonely, stressful and draining a day is, you're there for me. Sometimes I wonder how I could have lasted this long.... how I could have survived certain days when there's nothing left to hold on to. I know it was You. It was You all along. If fear and loneliness could kill, I would have died long ago. But You stood by me. You did not condemn. You did not turn your back. You embraced me ..... You carried me. That's why I'm still here. I couldn't have made it on my own. Thank you.... 

Four candles in a cupcake

My daughter celebrated her 4th birthday last February 7. The picture above was her birthday cupcake. I wasn't able to buy her a birthday cake ---- no, let me rephrase that: I couldn't afford to buy her a birthday cake that day so ...... but she was happy that day, though. We went to church with her daddy  who, surprisingly, took a day off from work to celebrate with us. Then we went to jollibee to buy a 39'er food (that means a value meal worth P39!). Nearby was a red ribbon so I bought her the cheapest cupcake i could find and 4 small candles. She blew her birthday candles and played at Jollibee's play land. She played by herself until an English-speaking boy joined her. I had such a grand time listening to her talking to the boy in English! She wasn't making much sense but I was so proud of the effort she's exerting to communicate with her new playmate. I thought the boy's going to have a nosebleed! My daughter's English was really awful and out of this world. But what the heck, the two of them are having a nice time playing. After playing, we just strolled for about an hour and then went home.....

It was the  her simplest birthday ever. I couldn't complain because I know my daughter had a fun day too. I just wish I could have given her more. I wasn't even able to buy her a gift or a new dress or shoes. But then, again, as I told you when we went to the church that day, thank you for the privilege of having the company of a beautiful and smart daughter for four years. It wasn't the birthday i would have dreamed of giving her but thank you that we were able to celebrate it the best way we can. I look forward to the many more years that she will spend with me. Thank you for the candles and the cupcake.....

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Thanks for the Hot Chocolate

My marriage is hanging on a thread. It's a hot chocolate that's gone cold; a sweet relationship that went sour. And as I was watching the evening news, the anchor said Congress might soon pass a new Law regarding annulment that will make the entire procedure easier and more affordable for more Filipinos. That could be good news for my husband! Should I thank you Bro? For the annulment news, no. But for whatever that's left and for everything that's still keeping the marriage from crossing that thin line, yes.

Thank you for the daughter who will always give me the all the good reasons to go on. Thank you for the good memories of the past years.......... Thank you for the thread and the hot chocolate. :-)

Thursday, January 13, 2011

The car didn't overheat!

Due to financial constraints, the car hasn't experienced proper maintenance for the past months. It has an unrepaired dent in front due to an accident, the aircon is no longer functioning, battery gets discharged easily, gauges not working properly. It can't be driven very far because it overheats! We only use it when we go to church on Sundays and when my daughter and I have to go to the grocery.  And thank you Bro because in all these short travels using our car, my daughter and I gets back home safely each time. Commuting with a child, especially one as hyper-active as my daughter, is really quite difficult. Being able to use a vehicle offers so much convenience. We got our grocery supplies this morning and thanks Bro because, again, we made it home safely.

Thank you for our very smart daughter, for her daddy who came home tonight, for Virgie who helped us clean the house clutters and for the help in meeting my work deadlines.