Howdy folks,
Longtime reader, first time poster. I'm unpacking some recent events and hoped they'd make for interesting dialogue on the nature of change and self-concepts.
Me in a nutshell: I'd lived a fairly sheltered, non-descript life. Gay, closeted, and not willing to visit that issue for nearly 10 years. Since the new year, I've been swimming in the deep end. This fairly reserved, uptight, and closeted midwesterner just attended something of a cross between a radical faerie camp and gay men's experiential weekend and came away from the experience fairly challenged. It was powerful to see my own projections about being gay and gay men be turned on their heads, and the pervasiveness of my own "internalized homophobia" that I'd been carrying around.
And as free and expansive as I felt over the weekend, I came back feeling a bit...displaced. Emotionally frayed. My consciousness had been rode hard & put away wet.
So i started to think about the concept of "reality tunnels" and how this applies here. We tell ourselves stories about our lives...we have to make sense of who we are and what happens to us in the world...our own self-image has to be fairly consistent to maintain a coherent sense of self...we get invested in this story as a way of feeling safe / whole / sane...and these reality tunnels are double-edged swords; they can keep us safe (good to a point) or keep us from growing.
So basically I stepped far outside of my comfort zones and had many of my prior beliefs challenged dramatically. And it feels kinda wierd.
Side note: I've got this post-encounter depression hanging around. I look at depression not as mearly feeling "sad," more like "globally depressed neurological functioning"...depression often looks like an inability to sleep, focus, think straight, derive pleasure, or experience emotions. I'm thinking that my current state is in partly that; brain fatigue. Stepping so far outside of my own comfort zones and now needing to process it, reintegrate new material, and let go of old stuff...feels like fairly strenuous emotional & intellectual work. I'd be content watching paint dry for a week.
So I'm wondering generally:
Was that an incoherent ramble or can anyone connect with any part of that?
What has been your experience with either gradual or abrupt changes to your self-concept or worldview?
How do you know when to either apply the breaks (fall back into comfort zones) or put pedal to metal (go even further outside of yourself)?
How do you stay grounded when the ride gets intense?
I guess I'm looking for other's reflections on experiences that massively challenged their self-concept and how they a) maintained an even keel in the process, and b) used the experience productively.
I pray you experienced psychonauts will be gentle...this phoenix still has hir training wheels (or wings, as the case may be). |