petercalvert
Senior Registered
Hi everyone,
I have recently been stimulated to consider the theme of loss of reputation, and the feelings and reactions invoked by that. Perhaps this will strike a chord for someone else as well? Although the present issue is minor, I have been astonished at the intensity of feelings I have experienced.
On seeking the background to it, the following imagery emerged:
I saw myself in hot pursuit on horseback, feeling enraged while chasing after an insolent & scornful man down steep bush-covered gulleys and over hillsides, only to be killed by him. Then of seeing a small (4 years?) boy saying “why is my daddy gone so long?”
Afterwards, as if looking through the eyes of my wife, I saw him dump my body from my horse at the gate leading to my home and family, then my killer, remorseless and still scornful because of his power of life and death over me, casually stealing my horse from my family, by just riding away with it.
Because of the clothing we wore, and feeling and appearance of the horses, it reminded me of American hill-country life featured in a video I watched about the development of hill-billy blues music styles. I loved the sounds of that music, but have always been averse to country and western music because of the sad feelings it invoked in me. So only as I write this have I made the possible connection that I may retain sadness from that life. And I think of my younger brother (already dead) as I do so.
It all seemed to be about defending my honourable name or character, as the rage seemed to be driving me to control what another person said about me. I guess I lost the power to defend my reputation on that occasion.
In my present life I have felt powerless on a couple of occasions concerning loss of reputation, and have had no opportunity for redress or to correct malicious tales, and been deeply troubled by that, yet had to accept that others actually do have the freedom to regard anyone in any way they choose.
I know there will be more to emerge on this theme, and don't expect it to easy, yet welcome the opportunity to cleanse my heart of these things and forgive and learn to release such things more easily.
I have recently been stimulated to consider the theme of loss of reputation, and the feelings and reactions invoked by that. Perhaps this will strike a chord for someone else as well? Although the present issue is minor, I have been astonished at the intensity of feelings I have experienced.
On seeking the background to it, the following imagery emerged:
I saw myself in hot pursuit on horseback, feeling enraged while chasing after an insolent & scornful man down steep bush-covered gulleys and over hillsides, only to be killed by him. Then of seeing a small (4 years?) boy saying “why is my daddy gone so long?”
Afterwards, as if looking through the eyes of my wife, I saw him dump my body from my horse at the gate leading to my home and family, then my killer, remorseless and still scornful because of his power of life and death over me, casually stealing my horse from my family, by just riding away with it.
Because of the clothing we wore, and feeling and appearance of the horses, it reminded me of American hill-country life featured in a video I watched about the development of hill-billy blues music styles. I loved the sounds of that music, but have always been averse to country and western music because of the sad feelings it invoked in me. So only as I write this have I made the possible connection that I may retain sadness from that life. And I think of my younger brother (already dead) as I do so.
It all seemed to be about defending my honourable name or character, as the rage seemed to be driving me to control what another person said about me. I guess I lost the power to defend my reputation on that occasion.
In my present life I have felt powerless on a couple of occasions concerning loss of reputation, and have had no opportunity for redress or to correct malicious tales, and been deeply troubled by that, yet had to accept that others actually do have the freedom to regard anyone in any way they choose.
I know there will be more to emerge on this theme, and don't expect it to easy, yet welcome the opportunity to cleanse my heart of these things and forgive and learn to release such things more easily.