Can we help ourselves?

Can we independently, without the help of a therapist, change our emotional state, cope with surging emotions?

When problems arise, we today increasingly (and with greater ease than before) turn to the help of psychologists. But is it necessary to fully rely on a professional psychotherapist? Is it possible to find a way to your inner self, learn to change your state and cope with difficult experiences, from the occurrence of which none of us is guaranteed?

A friend of mine intuitively found this way. And share this experience with me.

When she feels that for some reason (no matter what) she falls into a state of frustration and experiences emotional discomfort when she is dissatisfied with herself and the way she perceives the world around her, she, first of all, looks for an opportunity to at least a short time to retire and immerse yourself in your feelings. She does not try to analyze them and understand their cause on a logical level – she tries to “see” them as living images that appear before her inner eye, and immediately writes down what she sees without any critical evaluation, writes down what appears in her imagination.

Here’s an example:

*Everything hurts, as if there is a terrible noise and many spears imperceptibly pierce me, these spears are not my unnecessary meanings and problems that need to be solved. They hurt for some reason. Hear the music, drawn out, follow it along its winding path, listen to it carefully. it is a long path leading to the sea. the sky is brightening the sea is approaching, the horizon is not yet sunset. the music goes on, it curls like smoke, and goes straight into the waves, sails far, to a neighboring country, where there are worries, but they are not yours, nothing hurts. The evening pulls a spear from your shoulder blade, the smoke is fragrant, the night is approaching, the holiday is approaching, everything is blooming, voices are heard, they are far away, they do not concern me … .. should not do anything.

Или:

Lately, I can’t stop running even in my sleep. Such a punched tape runs, runs away from me, it is pulled into the black depths of the machine, what is doing with it – is unknown – for sure something stupid and primitive. This causes fear. The fear is caused by the fact that the tape is flat, primitive, there is nothing to breathe in the car, it quickly pulls me through itself, very quickly, I don’t have time to feel anything. The normal rhythm is lost. Let’s find the rhythm. Is there a rhythm in my life? When you walk down the road for a long time, there is a rhythm. Rhythm of steps. Sirtaki. Sirtaki bewitches, puts in order, you repeat the same thing in a calm rhythm, sirtaki is on the shore of the blue sea. people who have forgotten who they move slowly to the beat of the music. The sea laps peacefully at your feet. The sky is bright, everything is moving towards sunset, towards enlightenment before fading. Nothing disturbs the peace. the waves are splashing measuredly, but they are not heard – only measured music. Then it gets dark and then the sea splashes measuredly. It’s dark by the sea, you can quietly move to the dacha, where grandmother has already prepared tea …

In these stories, written down for myself, this whole method, which I would call autosuggestion, is clearly reflected.

She begins by writing down word by word, without any preliminary reflection, the imagery that immediately appears before her eyes in connection with the current emotional state. And when this image is already clearly visible (and this is possible because living feelings appear in it), it can begin to change on the basis of some distant associations and memories (because she wants it to change), and a new image, arising spontaneously, already itself causes completely different desired feelings corresponding to it.

For example, in the last passage, she sees with her own eyes the whole pointlessness of her non-stop running. She notices that in this run she simply does not have time to feel life in its entirety, that this pace is meaningless. Realizing that the matter is in the loss of a normal rhythm, she searches for it in her memories. After that, she begins to describe these pictures, going into all the details, that is, giving herself the task of describing them. She does this until she begins to feel that her condition has changed.

This is how the picture of the world and the image of oneself, the inner “I” change. And as in meditation, each successful previous experience of such a transformation facilitates the subsequent entry into a similar state.

But this method is different from meditation. In meditation, a person disconnects from the world of his actual experiences and enters a virtual world that is not very amenable to description. And in this method, a person plunges into his difficult experiences, translates them into images. And only after that there is an opportunity to change this imagery and get rid of emotional pressure.

The potential of right hemispheric figurative thinking, which many of us have, allows a person to immerse himself in his own world and see its multicolor and ambiguity. This “journey into oneself” gives a sense of one’s own infinity and presents knowledge about what a person himself does not always know (guesses).

Today is a greyish day. And everything that happens, as if falls on a felt plane and is absorbed by it. Soon the whole day will be swallowed up, full of crossing off the list of small deeds. But I don’t let it happen. I have my world, infinitely deep, which I was reminded of on Friday by a box of shells that my granddaughter has. Each of these sharp, thin spirals, standing in a continuous row in a circle, immersed me in the happy blue depth of some day in my childhood …

*Hereinafter, the spelling and punctuation of the author is preserved

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