Is it You or is it Me?
Ten years into marriage, I find it so odd that all of the classic children's stories end in the same way. People find each other, they make a...
Humans are natural story tellers. We have long histories of using stories as a way to explain the unexplainable, to teach and guide our children, and to give our lives a sense of direction and purpose. We have stories about ourselves - like, I'm a good person, I love music, I'm a natural with animals, I'm bad at math... One story I have about myself is I am a good mother. But what if I told you that stories like that, even the positive ones, can get us into trouble?
I have written in previous blogs about the concept of fusion, wherein we become fused with psychological experiences (certain thoughts or feelings, memories, beliefs, etc.), and that fusion can cause us to miss out on other important experiences, both internal and external.
I know many people, like myself, who have strong and important beliefs to which they become very fused, and that fusion allows them to withstand temptations to behave in ways contrary to their beliefs. For example, I have very strong beliefs about my role as a counselor. I believe that counselors shouldn't tell someone what to do or not do and that my clients are the experts of their own lives. And in these beliefs, I ensure that my clients feel safe with me as we work as a team to make change based on the client's values and goals.
So, let's take my story I'm a good mother. I think many people would believe that becoming fused with this story might lead to things like higher self-esteem, less anxiety, and my being able to withstand some of the times when mothering gets hard (for example, when my oldest daughter disagrees and lets me know that I am, in fact, the worst mother who ever existed).
When I notice moments wherein I am fused with stories or beliefs (the I'm a good mother ones and all the other ones, too), it's an important indication to me that I might be missing something. This isn't the same thing as disagreeing with the story, though - and that's an important distinction.
The issue isn't that I am a good mother. The issue also isn't that I am NOT a good mother. After all, being a good mother isn't a constant. It's a moment-by-moment act. It's movement in a particular direction. Until the day I die, I will be continually working toward being a good mother, and in some moments I get it right while in others I don't. Even more difficult still, most moments I find that the situation is too complex to even begin to measure my goodness.
When I'm able to hold the belief I'm a good mother loosely, I'm more capable of noticing everything else that exists (even the contradictory stuff). I'm more capable of making value-driven choices and move in a direction that I'm choosing as opposed to just reacting. It's this present moment contact with my self and the world around me (the internal world along with the external world) that allows me to then make steps to move closer to good mother in the moment. It allows me to see myself the way that my daughter is looking at me in the picture at the top of this blog.
I am a good mother...except when I'm not. (breathe)
I am a bad mother...except when I'm not. (breathe)
What beliefs or stories do you have about yourself, and what would it be like to hold those stories more loosely? How might you change and what would that mean for the people around you? If you find that you could benefit from exploring fusion in your life, reach out and let's talk.
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