Posts

Showing posts with the label hitting bottom

Lessons from writing the ‘spiritual autobiography’

“There is an underlying attitude that cripples and blinds each of us. It can be so pervasive that we do not often question it. This attitude is a perversion of the natural order created by our loneliness and insecurity, by the illusion of separateness, by ignorance. The problem, in a way, is quite simple: we think of ourselves too often and in the wrong way . The result is self importance (or its’ opposite, self hatred), and greed.” As I share the long and sometimes sordid story of my own autobiography, I do so from a “Spiritual lessons” point of view, keeping this aforementioned premise in mind. I can really relate to this…because for a great portion of my life- I have thought of myself too often and in the wrong way . I have been studying the enneagram as a way of self revelation and understanding for the purposes of transformation by the Spirit of Yahweh, through Jesus Christ(YESHUA-His Aramaic name). As an Enneagram three, who is seeking redemption from my natural b...

hitting bottom

Well, it is time to confess. I hit bottom last week. Melted down. I acted out in anger and frustration with my wife and her dog. Leslie was complaining it seemed to me. About how unresponsive I was. She was trying to get me to open up and share what I was "feeling". I am an Enneagram 3, and as such, have difficulty finding my feelings. I am naturally detached. Compartmentalization comes quite naturally to me. In doing so, she verbally coerced, pushed, and coaxed, pushed, and then.... well, my small self gets threatened...I was not in a very good mood. I was tired, and frustrated, and a bit worried about ...finances, the business, the fact that Les wanted me to open up, and I did not want to. I wanted to be left alone, and neither she nor the dog would leave me alone. Les wanted me to let her in on what I was feeling. The dog wanted to play and rough house. I wanted neither. Leslie was talking to me, and I was responding, quietly and calmly, when the dog kept barking, barkin...