First, as a stuttering help at 8. Then as guided meditation/biofeedback at 11 for anxiety. During which I’d learn whatever spiritual tools like prayer from my Methodist church, or gaining a few external anchors like civic patriotism or whatever they call it with Boy Scouts and a sense of environmental duty like throwing out trash…
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..actually sense-of-duty as an “internal to external anchoring” has proven useful in my life as a way to help stabilize and the duty-to-self is in attempting to continually (and I mean continually – it is exhausting) – creating and re-creating a stable internal anchor to be attachable-to.
I don’t really utilize the prayer or the civic patriotism — but they did instill a kind of duty-sense towards (and with) some external phantom anchor
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I am overwhelmed by people and situations; I avoid not because of a lack of a desire for connection – but rather the intensity. So I often isolate, and I enjoy my own company, working on my own things. I don’t seek extremes so much – certainly not physical extremes – but balance and stability. A sense of stable footing is a rarity and I’m glad for it when it happens. For there to be objects, there needs to be hard membranes. But what if the membranes merge and the boundaries of objects continually shift and morph and your self with them?
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