Friendship, Ghana Time -or- Honor the moment and make friends.

pathways February 13th, 2010

Beauty and love always happen at just the right time, and this was no exception. It happened on a plane, but it could have been anywhere, anytime. It was one of those light filled moments where the sacred intervenes and imposes unconditional witnessing and connection. It is a gift, and it is one of the best kinds. Experiencing unity like that is is a gift because the the only real worth of a human life can be measured by the depth and quality of one’s connections. I often meet people in  somewhat unusual places. I’ve never had a hard time talking with strangers and my radar has been my guide, and she has never let me down. Most recently, on a plane returning from my second residency in Dallas TX, I met a delightful woman from Ghana, just because I we sat next to each other and I started talking with her. We quickly realized how much fun it was talking to each other and the conversation just led from one truth to another forming a truer and truer bond all the way to our souls. On top of that, the woman’s name is “Gifty”. How right is that? I have been blessed in friendships and I am so honored that the universe has given me all the life experiences it has and will continue to give. So if you take anything from this know that joy is in witnessing, and there is no witnessing going on in lies, fear and addiction. Honor the moment and make friends.

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Fear of Rejection/ Need for Acceptance & DIM

pathways June 13th, 2009

Recently I have been developing something I call (DIM), Developmental Integration Malfunction.

This occurs when one’s main drives are fueled by fear of rejection and its twin, need for acceptance. When a person experiences powerful rejections such as a job termination, or death of a loved one I have observed that he or she will display a lack of any genuine positive emotion. Of course, if such a person experiences this at an early age, elaborate defense mechanisms become integrated within the developing ego, the survival mechanism.

Often this is noticeable when in spite of the fact that one’s life is in a mess, and the individual is not happy, he or she maintains an iron-clad rational for everything. Fear is highly motivating and almost always will castrate one chances for fulfillment and love. Ultimately, it can cause a person to self-sabotage as fear drives such a person to live by default. What I mean by that is one moves away from feeling experience to looking at the experience cognitively and intellectually. This is not the same as feeling. Many so called “do-good-ers” are overly obsessed with how they are perceived and the need to feel accepted. They have dodged their paths or purpose in favor of external distractions. Even when one’s personal and professional life comes crashing down, he or she persists in sidestepping with worn-out behaviors. This is my definition for “Developmental Integration Malfunction.”

When one is hurt and or traumatized emotionally, the common reaction is to protect oneself from future attacks. Deep trauma causes dysfunction of awareness. If left unchecked, much of one’s subsequent developmental behavior is designed to avoid personal feelings. It is ironic to me that this defense mechanism will rob a person’s quality of life thus creating meaninglessness and no fulfillment. Additionally, it is highly insidious. However, and like addiction, it is very effective at creating a sense of safety… for a while. As emotions attempt to move towards awareness, which is what they are designed to do, the individual with DIM, Developmental Integration Malfunction, requires progressive and more effective external distractions. Ultimately, the inner self is unknowable. The fortress is defended by a host of behaviors such as aggression, anger, obsessive behavior, co-dependency, depression, manipulating behaviors and lying, thus pulling the body away from self awareness.

The cost of this to the individual is huge. The need for acceptance is born out of a fear of rejection. Without awareness, this individual cannot see or change the pattern. This leads to years of living an inauthentic life which is the foundation for failure. As he or she is sinking and recoiling to the bottom of the little pond he or she once felt was theirs to control, he or she commonly thinks that it is temporary.

There is nothing sudden or temporary about it. It is the natural result of years of self deceit and pushing away behaviors. The flow of emotions is the mechanism by which we connect the physical body with the sense of self. Without this function, the individual sets up a vicious cycle resulting ultimately in failure.

The cause of fear of rejection can stem from from a range of experiences such as being teased as a child to the death of a loved one. It wreaks havoc in a person’s life at some point. Unfortunately, it is often not until everything falls apart, combined with his or her ability to accept that this has happened, that answers are sought.

If you or someone you care for is in this bind, I can help. The more one understands their fears the better he or she can learn to unravel their tiers of defensive behaviors and live a healthy life. Recovery and a joyful life are possible. I am living proof that all the abundance of life is yours for the asking.

Please email: ggioia0@gmail.com

Elephant Watching

pathways April 29th, 2009

There is a reason that you are choosing to be or stay stuck! Immerse yourself in what got you going in the first place. This is a case of misplaced values, of  Ego vs. Love. Remember, at the end it is our ability to give, receive, and to grow in our understanding of love that will determine our worth. How stunted we became as a result of fear and  lies is a non-event. No one cares, and no one is happy, albeit, “safe”. It is so easy to get busy, and be distracted. I think we tell ourselves that efficiency is more useful than receptivity. But what is efficiency for if not to decrease the resistance?

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