The Blame Game

Written in response to a Facebook post from a friend: “People who engage in self destructive behaviors (i.e. drugs, physically/emotionally abusive relationships, addictions of any sort), it IS the parents. I have racked my brain to find the most fundamental derivative; where it all starts. Every single behavior pattern that a person has is already established before the age of 10.” . . . . . . . . . .


I have come from a family where it would be so very easy to blame parents for much in their children’s lives. However outside of that early life situation, one has to consider – how did we as amorphous spirits incarnate into bodies which placed us squarely into such a family situation? Were we bad in another life? Are children completely innocent?

After 58 years of discovery on planet Earth, I’ve come to the conclusion (which is still open to more learning) that we, like all forms of life, must regenerate – though not necessarily in the same form. Life itself is ancient – the soul, if one understands it to be that formless part of the cosmos that has been around since the inception of time, is not completely without intention or direction. There is a harmony in the universe that is implicit in this statement, otherwise planets would collide out of their orbits; species would lack genetic continuum; evolution in any sense would likely be impossible. Intention and direction insert themselves into the trajectories of virtually all life forms.

Aside from Jungian certainties and the beauty of a Mystery so deep that nobody will ever fully grasp the nature of reality, the soul seems infused with an intelligent awareness – many believe a great deal of it – even unto expressing consciousness itself. So to say an innocent child, a soul incarnate, turns out a certain way as an adult due to its family circumstances would depend on that adult’s strength of character, will, and desire to influence their own destiny. Sifting the useful from the painful develops as we grow and age. Perspective is a product of maturity.

I did not pull free from a grueling history until well into my twenties, perhaps even into my thirties. With a strong fundamentalist background and a rigid paternal hand, it took this long for me to begin to understand that I was free, that I could indeed make my own choices and that no ghost from my past was going to materialize before me in a ring of fire and demand retribution. Like a rubber band, I stretched into rebellion, snapped back into reflection and leveled into discernment. I gathered inner resources, rebelled, reflected, discerned. Gathered more inner resources. All this time having private conversations with my Higher Self; all this time learning that “God” was not punitive nor was “He” going to strike me down for making the most foolish of decisions. What emerged acutely into focus was my power to make  choices. Then would follow inevitable consequences. Onward from that point into the present, no matter what I study or discover or believe, that awareness has stood up to the rigors of life and time.

To blame one’s parents or former circumstances is to remain chained to one’s past, thus giving power all of us possess in the present moment away to what no longer exists. And though reflection invariably brings us back, again and again, to the most powerful and poignant life situations and dramas, it is with hope that we may alter our perceptions about the people involved and forge ahead into healing ourselves as well as our collective, whether it be family, community or the body of humanity.

Healing our past can be accomplished through detachment from those who seek to hurt us – retreating, if we must, to lick our wounds and gather inner resources so that we might begin to feel a distant yet unconditional sort of love. We discover this through genuine forgiveness where, when and how it might be granted. Forgetting is not hard-wired into humans, we remember in order to survive. Let us not judge ourselves too harshly if we are unable to blot out the past. In being kind to ourselves this way, we might create a pause in the whirlwind of life where we discover some form of inner peace, perhaps through understanding the wounds from which others have perpetrated further pain upon us as well as others. We then begin to understand that we are part of something too vast to fully comprehend, yet we do in fact possess power: the power of choice. We can choose to be happy. We can choose to feel free. And yes, this is a process. But let’s make it an intention and direction to claim it as our own. It is our life, until it ends and another journey begins.

 

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9 comments on “The Blame Game”

  1. Bela, you express well. I will want to come here over and over again and read this.

    It takes a lot to observe one’s life as as a neutral looker-on, and then to chip-chop the unnecessary. But you make it sound like a doable, even welcome, adventure. And it probably is an adventure, isn’t it? To allow intention and direction to transport from then to now?

    May I include you in my blogroll?

  2. Priya, of course you may include me – I would be honored! I am very engaged by your writing and humbled by your praise of mine. Thank you so much!

  3. There’s a lot here in what you’re saying. Seems to me it’s a juggling act of growth preferences, beginning with taking personal responsibility for, first our choices getting us where we are, then recognizing that our own choices in mindset about what we view as ‘negative’, painful, bad experiences are entirely ours to reverse or change also as a matter of personal choice. But somewhere underneath all that there’s the matter of whether we’ve decided to be a person we love and admire NOW. And recognizing we couldn’t be that person without every chunk of our pasts, the good, bad and ugly.

    But this is a favorite topic of mine and you obviously don’t need any long digressions from me. You’ve donealready got it figured out.

    Thanks for giving me a nice affirmation that it’s going on out there in the real world among real people. Uplifting.

    Incidently, you might enjoy a favorite YouTube of mine, Jessica’s Affirmation.. a pre-schooler somehow seems to have figured it out all by herself. A youtube search would turn it out fast.

    Gracias, J

    • Thanks, once again Jules, for your thoughtful comments. I’ll check out the video, thanks. And you’re so right – it takes everywhere we’ve been and everything we’ve been through that enriches what we do with what we’re given in the here and now.

      Blessings to you out there in the wilderness! (And for those who haven’t checked this guy’s writing out, it’s highly recommended).

  4. It had been on my mind to ask you how you healed from the past experiences we talked about recently with regard to my recent post ‘It Happened’, but I felt that I couldn’t because I didn’t want to make more of it than I already had. Your responses there were so inspiring, so I left it at that. How funny that I should come across this post today of all days after just responding to another comment from GPAvants on my own post where he said that the image of keys reminded him of the choices we have in life which reminds me now of what you say about choices in your own post:-

    “. We then begin to understand that we are part of something too vast to fully comprehend, yet we do in fact possess power: the power of choice. We can choose to be happy. We can choose to feel free. And yes, this is a process. But let’s make it an intention and direction to claim it as our own. It is our life, until it ends and another journey begins”.

    This is such a brilliant post because I was searching for answers (have been doing so for a lifetime) to healing the past. I do believe I was led here and I also believe that when you search, your ‘Higher Self’ engages with you on a spiritual level to bring you into alignment with spiritual truths such as the ones you speak of. Thanks Bela – this is so enlightening!

    • Marie, you are always welcome to ask me anything. Sometimes it might take a couple of days for me to respond well and fully, but you should never hesitate. I don’t have all the answers – none of us does – but I am always happy to respond if I can be of help, that way.

      I am glad you found comfort in my reflections. I do think life would seem futile if I thought I was condemned to the ghost of my past. I used to shudder and shut it out when sensations emerged. Now I truly do have compassion for the mixed-up person I was. I acted out due to circumstances – I was not authentic in most ways – for how could I be? I was frozen in abject terror all of my early life. And so I was unintentionally cruel to those who tried to get close to me – casual, flip, I don’t know. (Who could trust anyone?) A childhood friend I reconnected with a few years ago remembered me saying in our second year of high school that she wouldn’t be seeing me anymore, I was going to hang with the football/cheerleader crowd(!!!!) I don’t remember saying that, but it doesn’t surprise me. And she had been a friend to me all of my life! Now I would never, EVER be so callous. But then.

      Even now it’s difficult to trust in others’ intentions. Too often people want something from me without understanding reciprocity. They are surface skimmers. So I spend most of my time alone rather than to navigate those sticky waters. Let it come if it will, but. The friends I Do have, I have had 20, 30, 40 years. And they are gold to me. I lost one last year and I still grieve over that hole in my life. And so we go on, sweet Marie, do we not. Until this wheel of learning has ended.

      Many blessings 🤗🙏🏽♡

      • Thank you Bela for being so kind and thoughtful in your response. I have often found from friends in particular that they do not like to talk about taboo subjects such as childhood abuse, so I do find myself not as open as I’d like to be in
        case I put people off! 🙂
        I was unable to talk about it or even deal with it until I was in my late 20s to mid-30’s and that was triggered by an event rather than my own personal choice. I have been struggling with it since, but I do find that blogging about it using poetry helps me to process my thoughts and I have found others who have suffered in the same way who are able to share with me and talk about their own experiences which can be very healing.
        Being terrorised in childhood does make life difficult and the thing is, the terror you experienced can’t actually be seen by others, so that behaviours acted out by you aren’t seen as a response/reaction to terror, but as you being strange in some way. The painful thing also is that because you don’t realise what is happening, you blame yourself for not being normal and do not realise that it is a perfectly normal thing to be affected by terror in this way.
        It’s interesting to know that you became a counsellor – probably because you were able to relate to others because of what had happened to you, I guess?
        Anyway, I find your attitude very refreshing – the way that you ‘choose’ to live the life you want to live and not one haunted by ghosts of the past – which I’m afraid I have done for far too long.
        Dearest Bela, it has been wonderful sharing with you – thank you for sharing with me. Many blessings ❤

      • Yes, it’s my experience that one must be careful as to when traumatic memories can be shared. It’s not always ‘appropriate’ to the situation. We each have our life path. All carry trauma. Some develop a stronger persona which allows them to appear ‘normal.’ But to me, that can appear disingenuous. So if I appear weird to others, I’ve largely stopped worrying about it. So it is.

        Since my parents seemed to lack boundaries, I had no idea how to structure them around myself. – I had to learn, especially in my work with others. But ‘who’ I am is genuine – though that has taken years of deep soul-searching work to reveal myself to me. I don’t wear masks, though I understand many feel they must – and after a long enough time, the mask/s become/s the person. Which can create all sorts of disruption in important relationships.

        As for how I got into my profession as Medical Intuitive, it was twofold. I was a Depth Psych major because what I grew up ‘seeing’ beyond normal vision were archetypal in nature. So I learned to parlay that second sight into a successful counseling career. The Psych degree gave needed legitimacy.

        Many blessings back to you, Marie. Glad we are in touch ❤


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