{"id":32791,"date":"2021-07-12T11:19:18","date_gmt":"2021-07-12T11:19:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/?p=32791"},"modified":"2021-07-12T11:19:18","modified_gmt":"2021-07-12T11:19:18","slug":"feeling-down-going-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/2021\/07\/12\/feeling-down-going-up\/","title":{"rendered":"Feeling down, going up."},"content":{"rendered":"<h3>This is going to be a weird post.<\/h3>\n<p>A very honest post.<\/p>\n<p>And a pretty long one.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s about being in a place of throbbing insecurity, of true confusion, of no fucking clue what to do.<\/p>\n<p>And it\u2019s about the realization that at the deepest level, that\u2019s totally acceptable.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s about bad news and good news.<\/p>\n<p>About REAL discomfort and lostness and negativity, and about glimpses of utter stability and excitement and light.<\/p>\n<p>So&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Here\u2019s what happened, and where I am right now.<\/p>\n<p>Over the last few months I\u2019ve noticed myself becoming way more sensitive to many different things.<\/p>\n<p>All of a sudden I couldn\u2019t watch violent movies anymore, and I found myself being deeply physically affected by loud noise and frantic movement, even more than was already the case.<\/p>\n<p>I became easily angry for no reason, and I felt more and more judgmental.<\/p>\n<p>Almost all the time.<\/p>\n<p>I felt (and feel) impatient and aggressive in a way that was more like the old me, and I couldn\u2019t (and can\u2019t) really focus very well.<\/p>\n<p>It was like I was quickly losing my grip on the things I thought were under my control, and even the ease of living WITHOUT control -because there ultimately isn\u2019t such a thing of course- evaporated.<\/p>\n<p>I found myself feeling unhinged, distorted, shaken, in my day to day experience.<\/p>\n<p>I have been feeling \u2018out of place\u2019 for weeks now, where it almost seems like I woke up in a world that looks exactly like the one I was used to live in, but also feels like it\u2019s somehow completely different.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s like I have been secretly taken apart when I wasn\u2019t looking, and was put back together in a different way.<\/p>\n<p>As if I am being radically rewired, as if new software is installed that I don\u2019t know how to use yet.<\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t feel like me right now.<\/p>\n<p>The me that is in the world.<\/p>\n<p>The me, the vessel, that is the interface between the world I live in, and the consciousness that is the space and potential for that creation, and makes it possible to experience.<\/p>\n<p>I feel really fucking weird, I feel off, uncomfortable, unstable and tired.<\/p>\n<p>The bad news is that I have no clue what\u2019s really going on and where it\u2019s going.<\/p>\n<p>We are innate and avid storytellers, and we desperately need our stories and their linearity to feel safe and in control.<\/p>\n<p>So when we lose the thread, when the story becomes terrifyingly unclear and you feel somehow obsolete and confused, it sucks, and it can be terrifying.<\/p>\n<p>All of that is happening.<\/p>\n<p>Weird shit.<\/p>\n<p>But the good news is the same as the bad news: I have no clue what\u2019s going on, and no idea where it\u2019s going, yet I somehow have a general feel for the direction.<\/p>\n<p>Up.<\/p>\n<p>For the first time in my life I really, REALLY know that I am taken care of, even though this realization is not completely soothing or healing or comforting constantly, and it\u2019s not really something I can \u2018use\u2019 to feel better.<\/p>\n<p>I am just all over the place, mostly.<\/p>\n<p>Everything that freaks me out and kicks my ass is still there.<\/p>\n<p>The anger, the discomfort, the sensitivity to sounds and harsh movements, the judgments, the impatience, the feeling of drifting in a dense fog.<\/p>\n<p>The sensation of not being the me I used to know.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s all there, but&#8230; not as devastating as it once was, or supposed to be (not even close).<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s there, I don\u2019t like it, but it feels like I am carried through it somehow.<\/p>\n<p>As I am writing this I suddenly realize that these are circumstances that probably would have made me really depressed in the past.<\/p>\n<p>The symptoms are there, but they somehow can\u2019t get to me.<\/p>\n<p>I am fucked up, and I am totally fine.<\/p>\n<p>How about that?<\/p>\n<p>This was not supposed to be one of those \u2018Everything can seem really messed up but it will turn out alright anyway!\u2019-posts.<\/p>\n<p>I didn\u2019t really want to include this obvious emotional arch of going from misery to hope in a single blog.<\/p>\n<p>Yet it somehow turns out like that anyway.<\/p>\n<p>I guess we need to hear those real, uplifting stories over and over again, and I am sure we need to keep telling ourselves everything will be okay.<\/p>\n<p>We need to know that even the people who seem to be in a perfect place all the time, The Superstars of Wellbeing, can lose it temporarily, feel utterly directionless, and somehow get on with it.<\/p>\n<p>I am still in it, and I don\u2019t want to pretend it makes me glow with gratitude and appreciation (although it actually does, during the day, more and more).<\/p>\n<p>The most powerful and amazing thing is: I have no clue what\u2019s really going on, but my intuition tells me without a doubt that this is about profound, exciting, liberating, awesome change.<\/p>\n<p>I am shifting like crazy, up, up.<\/p>\n<p>The human me is kicking and screaming and crying and feeling hopeless and angry and lost, it\u2019s constantly looking for solutions and answers and self-medication, but it is really, really, really clear that\u2019s not the whole story.<\/p>\n<p>I am totally aware of this chaos, this discomfort, this weirdness.<\/p>\n<p>But I also see the tidal quality of it, the swelling and the dying.<\/p>\n<p>So it\u2019s not me, the observant phenomenon, it can\u2019t be.<\/p>\n<p>Right now, while I am sitting in front of my computer, I am confused and somehow even nervous and insecure, but I am also not.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s destabilizing, it\u2019s vague and kinda misty, but that is just the tragedy in my awareness, not the stage or the theater.<\/p>\n<p>All of the drama is ever so subtly encompassed by something that is more true, more real, more powerful, more timeless and endlessly bigger.<\/p>\n<p>I feel weird and raw, it\u2019s like I\u2019m in a different dimension, and that notion makes all the difference in a really good way.<\/p>\n<p>I can feel confused AND see the confusion.<\/p>\n<p>I can feel pissed off and impatient AND connect to what\u2019s completely neutral and loving.<\/p>\n<p>And the most amazing thing is how hopeful this hopelessness feels.<\/p>\n<p>Shifting sucks, and big shifts can be awful.<\/p>\n<p>But it will be SO worth it.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Oh man, this life!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>(Photo by @phillipbelena, for Unsplash)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is going to be a weird post. A very honest post. And a pretty long one. It\u2019s about being in a place of throbbing insecurity, of true confusion, of no fucking clue what to do. And it\u2019s about the realization that at the deepest level, that\u2019s totally acceptable. 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