Swallowing and storing emotional energy is an exercise in creating conditions, patterns, and beliefs, typically ones that do not serve the greater you in any way except to create a life of increased stress. Though the body wisdom provides a system of design that is remarkably expansive, sustaining, and capable, it does have its own set of limits.
Tissue will only provide so much space for the reservoir of toxicity; the cells will eventually regurgitate the debris; the nervous system, despite being a loyal servant who created the neural pathways that set the patterns in motion, will eventually short circuit; the chakras will only slow down in frequency to the “no more” limit before they assist in manifest the condition/disease that will finally get your attention to initiate the clearing process.
We can go to some very sour places before the system takes over on our behalf. Not everyone listens. Some are so invested in being “who they are” that they resist mightily any opportunity to be and live otherwise. Thus the actual gravestone that had carved in stone for eternity, “See, I told you I was sick”…
When we are so full of our debris and have infused a significant amount of lower frequency into our tissues it is quite possible that we begin to turn this energy outward, thus, sadly, reinforcing a life of specific forms that reflect the energy…for now.
At some point our personal storehouse begins to judge the world, finding fault with others to feel somewhat better about the self. Disgust is a first reaction to something undesirable that must be pushed away from our field of experience. Though it can be useful when we respond to events or people who morally corrupt or oblivious to fellow travelers, it is primarily a way of creating further isolation and fluffing up one’s sense of “better than you-ness”. Often we use disgust as a moral outrage compass that backfires on us in that it separates us from the very thing we crave: connection. To stand in our corner a react to the world is certainly one pathway, one that can easily lead, as we shall see, to a fool on the hill syndrome.
Again, realizing that all permutations of emotions have two distinct sides, we are purposely using the negative side as it is most common and isolating.
You can know you are in disgust as it has such a physical component that it is obvious: a wrinkling up of the nose, a protruding tongue, a body repelling and contracting, a sound of yuck. From the point of disgust we become prone to judgment whenever we experience anything similar again. The judgement serves to protect our citadel of self from the perceived lower vibrational world. The classic element of judgement is that it most often the recognition of out of touch personal flaws being seen in others. Don’t you just love how the design keeps sneaking these ways into our moments of living giving opportunity to get clear and become transparent and whole.
Disgust and judgement combine to protect us, or so it seems. Hiding our head in the sand serves little except allow us to continue the personal charade of who we think we are. The swallowed and stored emotional debris that put this perspective in place are only reinforced by such behavior and eventually steer us in the direction of some very intense, hard emotional nuances that can have sweeping and dire circumstances.
Next comes contempt, which is an insidious energy that marshals aggressive and protective energies to be directed toward a designated target. This is rarely done in a clear and public way, but rather functions most effectively in the shadows of anonymity. The professional critic is the first expression of this energy. Too often the critic spreads venomous, negative dispersions at the subject from the safety of an audience or a keyboard, having never met them to have any direct experience that might give them sway on their opinions. Certainly not all critics are coming from this place, but I can bet there are a large number who are severely wounded and have stored way too much toxicity.
The current form of social media has become a pit of vipers where anyone can say anything. The wounded have a voice suddenly and in deference to the amount of anger and frustration stored in the masses, it ain’t pretty. Slanderous comments that are the grounds for libel if done publicly are tossed around casually with often devastating consequences to the recipient. On one hand the movement of the energy in these perpetrators is a positive thing that will hopefully lead them to an awakening that lifts them beyond their tactics. On the other hand this is pushing walls between people, compromising one’s desire to be publicly seen, redirecting career aspirations, shattering dreams.
Contempt, along with its predecessors, disgust and judgment, is too often the visceral response of too much stored anger and resentment. Yes, it likely feels good to lash out against the world, demeaning others like one has been so demeaned. Yet, it is shallow and empty in the long run and again, only serves to isolate one where the woundings will amplify their push for release.
When all of this leads to the energy of hatred the walls become a fortress that can internally justify any action. From a broken moral compass the hater can feel righteous in their attacks, even gaining wounded allies who share the same perspective, and wounds. The energetic alliance can become a movement. It seeds racism, classism, terrorism, and wars. The hatred becomes a doctrine and sets cultural paradigms…all because someone has not cleared their own cesspool of the unexpressed. Yes, it can be that simple. The unloved become the unloving. Anything can be justified and there are enough similarities in human woundings that one can easily get a posse together to become anonymous vigilantes, out to save the world from all that does not align with their beliefs and doctrines. The seeds of discontent, the desire for revenge, the finely manicured hatred are too often established through the moments of living of the child. The wounds take root and in the name of survival the child, who cannot really yet see the big picture, makes decisions on how to be…and often, there methods become biblical…an eye for an eye.
The need for an understanding of emotion and its variations is obvious. This is the stuff for education, especially in the early years. Establishing a working capacity to embrace the flow and release of all emotions is primary curriculum for all humanity. Just imagine the consequences of a clean humanity. In this world Love would reign.
And yes, as always, Love is underneath all of the forms of life, forcing its way through the backdoor, from the toxic ponds of stored wounds, from the deep visceral hurts contained in the tender tissues of you and me…into the inner knowing first. It’s caring hands hold us back, most often from the unthinkable, from crossing that one last line that holds so many consequences. Yes, the undercurrent of the foundational Love frequency tempers our extremes and keeps leading us back to our heart center where we are bound to remember who we are and wake up from the personal and collective nightmares we have perpetrated lifetime after lifetime.
Be that as it may…the solution is at hand. The Universe has commanded and instigated the great intervention. We are each living it right now. Choose freedom…you do not want to choose the other anymore…just sayin’…