Do You Know What You Are Feeling?Over the 23 years since we met, my wife Eleanor and I've spent considerable time, cash, and energy on our development. Individually and collectively, we've taken workshops, studied meditation, practiced yoga, written in journals, talked about our dreams, participated in coaching packages, and gone to therapy.
A few weeks in the past, we have been taking a stroll along a rural road, questioning why we do it. Is all this interior work simply navel gazing? Or does it impression our lives in a real way?Simply as we have been exploring the question, we turned a bend and heard a loud party at a home on the side of the road. As we approached the house we may see the deck was crammed with about a dozen school-aged men joking around and drinking.
My body tensed and my feelings intensified. I felt a mixture of fear, insecurity, competitiveness, and jealousy. I saw them as the sorts of fellows Eleanor can be interested in - big, alpha, assured - and I felt inferior. Which made me feel aggressive towards them. It took me about a minute to comprehend what I used to be feeling and why.
I turned to Eleanor and informed her what I was feeling. She laughed; she also felt aggressive and had an instantaneous, instinctual, emotional response, but the opposite of mine. She noticed them as obnoxious, uncaring, sexist, and unattractive. She felt superior to them. And resentful that they'd in all probability end up having power in our world.
Two seemingly simple but truly extremely troublesome and crucially necessary issues occurred in these few seconds: we acknowledged what we were feeling, and we talked about it.
Merely being able to feel is a feat in itself. We regularly spend considerable unconscious effort ignoring what we feel as a result of it can be painful. Who desires to be afraid or jealous or insecure? So we stifle the feelings, argue ourselves out of them, or distract ourselves with busy work or small talk.
But simply because we don't recognize a sense does not imply it goes away. The truth is, it is just the opposite. Not feeling one thing guarantees that it won't go away.
Unacknowledged feelings simmer under the surface, ready to lunge at unsuspecting, undeserving bystanders. Your manager would not reply an e mail, which leaves you feeling vulnerable - though you do not acknowledge it - and then you find yourself yelling at an employee for one thing unrelated. Why? Because your anger is coiled in your physique, primed, tense, aching to get out. And it is rather a lot safer to yell at an employee than deliver up an uncomfortable complaint with a manager.
This is a significantly pernicious problem in our hyper-environment friendly, productiveness-centered workplaces, the place it often feels risky to really feel any emotion at all. We're expected to get over issues, focus on the work, and never get distracted.
However repression is not an efficient strategy. It's the place passive aggressiveness is born. It's the muse of most dysfunctional organizational politics. And it undermines the collaboration so integral to any company.
A woman I work with interrupted a presentation I was giving and asked me to proceed in a different way with the sixty people within the room. I made a snap decision to not get into a combat on stage and proceeded the way in which she asked. The presentation went fine.
But she didn't have to interrupt me; the presentation would have gone effective either way. I used to be angry. I felt stepped on. And I believed she prioritized her personal agenda over our mutual one.
I wished to get back at her. I wished to embarrass her the way in which I felt embarrassed. I wished to speak to a lot of different people about her and what she did, gaining their sympathy and support. I wished to really feel better.
However I did not do something right away. And, as I sat with the feeling, I noticed that while I felt a jumble of emotions, principally I felt harm and untrusted.
Mustering up my courage, I emailed her, acknowledging the problem of constructing in-the-second decisions however letting her know I felt damage and mistrusted. She sent me an exquisite e-mail again, acknowledging her mistake and thanking me for my willingness to let her know when she missed the mark.
And, similar to that, all my anger uncoiled and slithered away.
Perhaps I got lucky. She could have emailed back that I was incompetent, monopolizing the stage, and communicating poorly. However, honestly? That might have been effective too - because I would have discovered something from it, even if it didn't feel simple in the moment.
Most vital to me, our relationship was strengthened by the encounter.
But if I had just railed about her behind her back? Built a coalition of support for me and outrage about her? It would have felt good within the moment, but, in the end, it could have harm me, her, and the organization.
It sounds simple to know what you feel and express it. However it takes nice courage. I used to be tempted to write an electronic mail to her about my anger, which might have been safer and kept me in a feeling of power. Hurt feels extra weak than anger. But being able to communicate my true, susceptible feelings made all the difference in how we associated to every other.
How do you get to those emotions? Take a little time and house to ask yourself what you're actually feeling. Hold asking till you sense something that feels just a little dangerous, a bit risky. That sensation might be why you are hesitant to feel it and a good signal that you simply're now ready to communicate.
It's counterintuitive: Wait to communicate until you are feeling weak communicating. But it surely's an excellent rule of thumb.
Had I not talked to Eleanor about what I used to be feeling after we noticed that deck crammed with drinking college guys, I would have gotten clingy to her, looking for some reassurance that she beloved me. And, if I had not obtained it - and why should I since she would don't know what was going on in my head? - I would have grow to be distant, resentful, and insecure.
However as an alternative, we simply laughed and focused on different, more attention-grabbing conversation. Apparently, all that navel gazing actually does affect our lives in an actual way.
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