the Loud, Fast, Too Much World. The Hidden Power of the Highly Sensitive Person - Jenn Granneman and Andre Solo

 

Source: recommendation by friend and poet Emilee Weeks. I checked it out from the library

I can see why she recommended it to me. I've always known I was a little on the orchid side. People started telling me early on that I was "sensitive" usually combined with the word "too." 

I remember bursting into tears when my third grade teacher kindly advised me that I had used way too much glue on my art project. Thankfully I had super caring sympathetic parents who also encouraged me to be tough but didn't diminish my nature or make me feel "less than." 

I made a vow early in life that I would do my best to avoid the censor of any authority figure. I became adept at reading adults and conforming to their particular expectations. I'm not alone according to these authors. 

I've been aware of my "super powers" and "fatal flaws" for a pretty long time through my personality psychology studies, readings, and observations of myself and others. I'm pretty creative, empathetic, intuitive, conscientious, organized. 

This book offered new insights on how sensitive folks process the world at a neurological level. I think I've subconsciously been pretty hard on myself for some things that I guess I just saw as weaknesses. Like here's some examples - putting my jacket on and off 10 times during the day (constant temperature fluctuations,) blood sugar dips (why am I always snacking when other people seem to be fine?), difficulty concentrating in noisy environments, being overwhelmed by crowds (esp indoors - to the point of semi-panicked claustrophobic dashes for the outdoors), needing time (and preferably a way) to process anything and everything that occurs especially emotionally charged situations..

Then there's the empath thing. Walking into a room and immediately absorbing the mood and energy of everyone present. This sensitivity apparently makes it rough for HSPs in romantic relationships. Pair their incessant desire/expectation for high level in-depth interaction with their need for space, quiet, and recovery time - yep- tough lot. 

I think my main takeaways - are to give myself mental grace when I need extra recovery time and also to continue practicing habits that will re-center my nervous system. 

I really liked the chapter on job crafting. It really helped me feel positive about my job which is very detailed and introverted. It doesn't seem to tap into some of my giftings but after reading this, I really see how it actually is a great fit. I work in a quiet environment that is fairly low stress. I do highly detailed work. I enjoy a relative amount of freedom in how I prioritize tasks and I can continue to hone my role into something that is a good fit for me and a contribution to the company. 

A great read for sensitive souls or for someone who has one in their midst. 

Aweism in the Secular Life - response to Living the Secular Life by Phil Zuckerman

 

Living the Secular Life

New Answers to Old Questions - Phil Zuckerman

Source: friend recommendation from a discussion group I facilitate

There's a running theme in my life and readings. This is a well written book by a sociologist but it doesn't read like someone's thesis. It's full of personalized stories of the author's own life and of people he's interviewed. 

He cross references countries and cultures that are more secular compared to religious and discusses whether being religious truly makes a person or group more moral or ethical. 

It's a complex question but he seeks to dispel the myth that being irreligious means a slide into immorality. He uses various examples of both individuals and collective groups to back up his position. 

He talks about raising children with a secular worldview and offers some interesting stories about people's perspective on this. 

Zuckerman dives into such topics as death, community, morality, families, hard times and how people deal with some of life's big mysteries and challenges without a traditional religious view or structure.  

There's a chapter called "aweism." It was my favorite part of the book. "Aweism" is the author's coinage because he finds some other terms like humanist, atheist, agnostic, limiting. This section I will include below to wrap up really captures the author's fluid writing style and conceptual acumen. 

"Aweism encapsulates the notion that existence is ultimately a beautiful mystery, that being alive is a wellspring of wonder, and that the deepest questions of existence, creation, time, and space are so powerful as to inspire deep feelings of joy, poignancy, and sublime awe."

He goes on to say that accepting the mystery can lead to a happier state of being. I agree with this. 

"An aweist hearkens to the words of Albert Einstein (a self -described agnostic) who suggested that 'the most beautiful emotion we can experience is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion that stands at the cradle of all true art and science. he to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead, a snuffed out candle." 

Lion Heart - Olive MacLeod fits well with Betty Friedan's theory

 Olive the Lionheart: Lost Love, Imperial Spies, and One Woman's Journey into the Heart of Africa 

 Brad Ricca 

Olive MacLeod (1880-1936)

Source: Library Book sale 

My Grandma tells me her last name is pronounce "Mcloud" which sounds so much better than Ma-Klee-od.

This got me thinking about something I read years ago in the Feminine Mystique by Betty Friedan (I think that's where I got it anyway.) The gist is this: We tend to think that feminism happened in straight line with women progressively gaining more freedom and autonomy. It's more like waves or "two steps forward one back." There was a period in the early 1900s in which some women actually gained entrance into previously male dominated domains and a few of them enjoyed empowerment and a certain degree of liberty and influence that later in post WWII era was redacted. I have two examples below and their timelines are fairly close to Olive's. 

Amelia Earhart  (1897-1937) - aviator

Margaret Mead - (1901-1978) - anthropologist

Friedan theorized that after World War II, society desired a return to more rigid gender roles and the hyper feminization of women was emphasized. Women who had entered the work force during the war, returned en masse to the home whereupon homemaking, childbearing, and domesticity were idealized and generally promoted. 

Olive MacLeod seemed to enjoy her unmarried life in her twenties and into her thirties and this fictionalized biography based on her letters, journals, and writings captures her romantic and adventurous life and spirit. 

She was a Scot and her father was a proud clan leader. Having read Goddesses in Every Woman by Jean Shinoda Bolen, I would wager to say that Olive and her older sister Flora had a strong strain of Athena energy that was encouraged by an affectionate and empowering father (who had no sons.) Flora went on to become the clan chieftainess herself eventually.

Olive is portrayed as imaginative, intrepid, and intelligent. She eventually journeys into the heart of Africa with an English couple and a small entourage of servants following the trail of Olive's recently deceased fiancé - an explorer who she had fallen in love with during his sabbatical in England. 

The author toggles back and forth between their engagement correspondences and the present journey into Africa and the adventures that unfold throughout the trip.

Olive continued to write letters to her deceased fiancé which is both endearing and sad. It turns out her life has an enemies to lovers trope. The English dude who oversees one of the then "Colonies" of the empire and who seems to be constantly stymying their movements, ends up becoming her husband. (much later after she returns to the UK, writes a book, flirts with becoming admitted to the prestigious Royal Society (did she?) She then becomes Olive "Temple" and they eventually settle in Spain. 

Olive has baby lion pets, and climbs mountains guarded by dark ancestral spirits. She faces down stern tribal chieftains and sneaks into the wife's quarters so she can satisfy her curiosity. Everywhere she goes she has to let down her long red hair to be gazed at by locals. 

I have to confess, I kept thinking that they would discover that "dead" fiance was actually still alive and they had been misinformed. But sadly that appears not to be the case. 

Anyway I found it to be an entertaining read. 

EOSTRE a reflection from 2024

 Eostre Weekend (April 1, 2024)

The modern English term Easter developed from the Old English word Ēastre or Ēostre (Old English pronunciation: [ˈæːɑstre, ˈeːostre]), which itself developed prior to 899, originally referring to the name of the Anglo-Saxon goddess Ēostre. -Wikipedia

And then one day, a descendent of the Welsh and Scottish pagans who had been subdued by the Imperialists after centuries of resistance, decided to shed the religion of the oppressors and return to her roots. (except for the overly barbaric ones) Like her Christian counterparts do with the Bible, she will handpick the practices and beliefs that she likes best.  Anything that involves nature things that she likes she will keep, and will heretically toss aside anything too sticky, gory, or unfun especially if they might keep her up past her bedtime.

She looked at the vast ocean. It was Easter morning, but she had forgotten until she received a text. She had noted Good Friday, the day that for years she had sought to approach with dutiful contrition. The day on which she had been taught to be grateful to the one who had born the sins of many and to relive the agony of torture and rejection. The day on which she had once revered a cross, the symbol of God’s wrath and the vehicle to the one path to salvation. 

Now, at age 45, she just feels regretful and angry; angry at all the years spent frenzying herself up into some sort of fervor about something so unclear; the years spent over functioning in a relationship that was so dubious and potentially imaginary.

She ponders what seems to be the true character of God; a god who allows the garage door to come down on an unsuspecting snail just living out their asexual day, which strangely seems to represent the order of the universe - the beauty and the terror of life on earth; the haphazard order marked by moments of transcendent bliss and horrible pain. 

Anthropology tells me that humans need to quest for some kind of meaning, order, hope, or comforting belief. It seems we can’t avoid some sort of search for higher power. I am still no different. The trappings and knowledge of modern life don’t preclude me from the primitive ritual of praying, sometimes in desperation and often in gratitude, the two only truly authentic forms of prayer. Now, I’m just re-framing it and renaming it. 

My daughter and I talked about it on our way home from two rainy but idyllic days car camping in Malibu, Eostre weekend, spent not pinning on an ornament or congregating, but watching the clouds, listening to rain, the ocean, and admiring the variety of plants on the earthen floor, the universal church of mankind, the one thing we can know, the soil beneath our feet. 

Jesus the Apocalypticist among Apocalypticists

AI Overview:

"The apocalyptic era of Judaism, particularly from the Hellenistic period (323-31 BCE) onwards, is characterized by literature and beliefs centered around the imminent end of the world and the belief in a divinely-orchestrated intervention to bring about a new age. This worldview is marked by dualistic thinking, emphasis on heavenly beings, and a focus on the future and the end of times."

I always knew Jesus was an apocalypticist. I never realized that Jesus was an apocalypticist amongst apocalypticists. Say that ten times. 

This is a dang difficult word to spell and spell check thinks it's not a word but the online Oxford dictionary does. 

It wasn't until recent forays into Bart Ehrman's work through his books, podcasts, and blog have I begun to understand more about the historical Jesus and the Jewish apocalyptic movement of the era. 

Not only is Bart Ehrman a great scholar, he has an air of humility, and an endearing way of laughing at his own jokes which I can shamelessly relate to. He's committed to making scholarly research accessible to lay people and I'm mucho appreciato for his efforts in that regard. 

I'm not a Biblical scholar, but I did take a lot of Bible classes in the Christian University that I attended and spent a lot of time reading the Bible between ages 13 and 35 and hearing countless sermons and participating in studies, endlessly analyzing a fascinating ancient text compilation that I now realize I've barely scratched the surface of due to my lack of understanding of the original languages, actual authors, and context. (I was taught the Holy Spirit miraculously teaches you about God through this text yet we have like hundreds of denominations in our land who all think they have the patent on the right interpretation)

I never learned many many many things about the historical context of Jesus and the New Testament. Or maybe I wasn't ready to learn them and for what that learning would bring me to understand and to how that understanding would effect my beliefs and identity. But I digress. 

It is only recently that I have gained an understanding of how apocalyptic beliefs helped Jews reconcile their experience with the predominate underpinning theology of their religion. An over simplistic summary of that belief system would be: obey God and keep his law and commandments and you will prosper and be rescued from your enemies. This was an earthly consequence. If you've ever read what Christians call "the old testament" you will notice that there are rare references to the afterlife and if it is referenced, it is couched in symbolism and fairly vague. The focus is on this life and the tribe and kingdom of Israel as an earthly kingdom. When peoples of the nation of Israel suffered calamites, exile, and domination despite obeying God and trying to follow his commands, the theology began to waiver. It didn't seem to be going as promised. Prosperity and safety were not happening. People were trying to obey and honor God's law even though they were being killed and punished for it. Earthly rescue wasn't happening. 

Instead of abandoning identity and faith - beliefs morphed. Instead of framing it as "God letting his people down, ignoring them, or not existing" people began to teach that the "good times" actually were in the next life. This helpful reframing allowed people to retain hope in trying times by focusing on how God would make all things right in the next life.

And the next life, was "coming soon, very soon." In fact, I now believe when Jesus tells his followers - "Surely this generation will not pass away before...." He meant it literally. Jesus was convinced that the end of the world was going to happen any day. It wasn't a metaphor or a euphemism (even though fundamentalists have tried all kinds of things to explain what Jesus meant by that.) Jesus believed that the world as we know it would end imminently ushering in a reign where God would be king and justice would be administered. 

This doesn't seem earth shattering to anyone familiar with the gospels, Acts, or the epistles. They are all heavily saturated with apocalyptic themes and a tone of urgency. I haven't even mentioned the deeply disturbing, bitterly angry book of Revelations. 

So what? You might well ask. What does this have to do with anything? Jesus the apocalyptic prophet amongst prophets. Although Jesus was no doubt an original thinker, teacher, and healer, he was part of a movement that met the need of his people in their time. I unpack this below. The emphasis is: for his people, in their time, and particularly in their context of undergoing dominion from a conquering nation. The application for people in 1980s and 90s and beyond United States is dubious, other than offering the comforting thought that even though this life is fraught with hardship the next one won't be. Or in giving people an excuse to try less hard to make this life worth living as they meditate on the next and let me not forget to mention that I believe apocalyptic interpretations influence US citizens to take sides in an overseas conflict that likely has nothing to do with them and should be none of their business. 

I can't speak for other people but I can say that a lack of understanding about this has had a fairly deep impact on my life. Trying to "follow" Jesus and apply certain teachings to my life 2000+ years after his mandate to "stand watch" has had some major implications on how I approached life (particularly in early adulthood) and not only the choices but the constantly wrestling with how to integrate these teachings. This sounds like I'm slightly resentful of Jesus which is totally unfair. Jesus the Apocalypticist. (ok I'm addicted to this phrase) 

"Watch therefore, for you do not know what hour your Lord is coming" Matthew 24:42. (I'm not even going to speak in this post to the fact that knowing what Jesus said based on the gospels (written decades after his life) is extremely difficult and at best speculative.)

 I'm sure Jesus would not have wanted me to try to live this way thousands of years after the fact that he has since realized along with everyone else (well not everyone) that the end may or may not be imminent. The birds and the flowers may not be worried about what they'll wear or what they'll eat but I have to say for me to spend no time at all thinking about these matters might be considered neglectful. I know pastor it's about worry. 

I think it's fair to say; that we just don't know how imminent the end is. As much as I loved the song as a child "When the roll is called up yonder," I'm less and less sure of what exactly that means. I say certain teachings above because there are certainly some principles purportedly taught by the historical Jesus which I do wish to integrate into my modern day life where I am proud to finally have a 401k (I can't entirely blame Jesus for my delay in starting one but my apocalyptic beliefs combined with a bohemian bent towards hippy abandon probably didn't help.) What do I want to integrate from Jesus? That's another topic for another day. I know what you're thinking. Water into wine. Definitely.

I suspect that I'm not alone in feeling foolish at how earnestly I attempted to integrate apocalyptic beliefs with modern exigencies. Actually I'm quite "het up" about this. If I was to blatantly disregard my self respect and make a checklist of ways that apocalypticism overshadowed my (our) life and here's what it would say;

• heaven and hell (that's all I'm going to say about that right now)
• feeling deeply conflicted about the following: having possessions, making a retirement plan, spending time working (or doing anything) instead of evangelizing, practicing family planning, doing anything recreational, taking time to evaluate what kind of life/career/home/ I/we wanted.  

It felt to me, that focusing too much on any earthly pursuit was a betrayal of the gospel ideal. I realize there are many religious people who manage to enjoy their religion and their life and don't sweat too much about these ideological matters. I'm rather jealous. 

The list above isn't comprehensive but it touches on some key life elements. I think what's most traumatic (and I don't use that word lightly) is the time spent wrestling with how to integrate these ideals and the uneasiness in which we didn't feel we were doing very well at obeying the teacher we were supposedly dedicated to. We also felt that we were falling short at establishing ourselves successfully in our times. (When I say "we" I mean my husband and me and we have talked about this at length.) I hope this makes sense but one more clarifying sentence of the highest order. This landed us in a weird tension where we felt we were half-assing the Jesus way but also not really being very successful humans in 21st century suburban US. ( I know you're thinking this hardly warrants the ward trauma). Ok, low level trauma. The low level kind that has a cumulative effect that makes you feel like you're moving but always with an extra suitcase in each hand that you're trying to figure out what to do with constantly. 

I'm ready to conclude this ramble. Where does it leave me? It leaves me at midlife at the cusp of a new life. A life where I have freedom to think and plan for the future. An existence where I can ponder what makes sense in my time and place and integrate this with the values that I choose to embrace based on many influences. 

I can give my money away or keep it all. This life can matter to me. I can do things that I enjoy even if they seem to have no bearing on a future afterlife existence. If I do a good deed it's because it feels good or because I want to live a meaningful life, not because I hope it gives me a future "crown" or pleases a god from another time and culture. 

Perhaps most epically, I can cease trying so hard to have an explanation for why terrible things happen. I don't have to reconcile views of God from an ancient text with mysterious happenings in our complex world. I can read it like I do every human body of literature, with curiosity and wonder and connection that comes from being fellow humans on a quest for the best life we can muster.

I feel a newfound tranquility and a deep-seated sense of empowerment to choose to live my human life in a decent and satisfying way; no more; no less. This posture doesn't prevent me from being open to revelation. May prophesy, healing, and all things miraculous have their way with me today, in my time. 

https://www.bartehrman.com/

See below quote from Ehrman's blog.

The word comes from the Greek term “apocalypsis,” which means a “revealing” or an “unveiling.”  Jewish apocalypticism was widespread in Jesus’ day: it was a view held by the Pharisees, the Essenes (including the authors and users of the Dead Sea Scrolls), authors of books such as 1 Enoch, 4 Ezra, and 2 Baruch, various “prophets” we know about (named and unnamed), John the Baptist, and many, many others.  These Jews believed the world was controlled for now by forces of evil, but God was soon to re-assert his authority by bringing in a day of judgment in which all that was evil would be destroyed.

see here for the rest of article https://ehrmanblog.org/how-jesus-apocalyptic-teachings-were-changed-even-in-the-nt/

A faded unblooming Orchid person examines The Lady's Handbook for her Mysterious Illness - Sarah Ramey

 source: friend Emilee

Sarah Ramey is a fluid writer and so funny! My favorite memoir style to read and write. A soul sister with an amazing Musician Name: Wolf Larsen.

If you have a distressing but mysterious illness that remains undiagnosed. If you've ever gone to a doctor and said that you know something's wrong with you and had them look at you blankly stating that your bloodwork is fine and that you look fine and maybe you're just getting older... Then you discover that all of your symptoms align with adrenal and cortisol issues and you take sea salt and balance your blood sugar and fill hellava better and wonder why "doctors" don't give credence to this stuff... (true story) You will relate in some level to Sarah Ramey's tale. 

I've had a number of female friends and some male friends and relatives over the years who came to mind as I was reading this. The friend who thought she had MS and then not. My sister in law diagnosed with fibromyalgia and then undiagnosed, who has suffered with chronic body pain for 8 years that remains undiagnosed despite a litany of unconventional and alternative practitioner visits. My brother, who thanks to some high quality care was able to figure out a diagnosis for Myasthenia Gravis. Many of my massage therapy clients who struggled with pain but knew not why.

This is not a formulaic self help book. It's a relatable tale that explores the complexity of health which involves the molecules of our cells and our unique psyches. 

I love psychology so I was leaning into the sections that correlated certain personalities and health issues. The parallels resonate. Is it a coincidence that many of the women I know who have thyroid conditions are HSPs? (including myself) "Highly Sensitive People" 

I'm fully convinced that pathological people pleasers internalize in their bodies the repercussions of the many ways they repress their spirits and mold their beings to conform to the pleasures of those around them or to avoid conflict which is anathema to porous sensitive types. To the extent in which these pin cushions (one of my favorite metaphors for how I feel about myself) learn how to take ownership of their lives, stop asking for approval or avoiding disapproval (more apt), the more they will be able to support their unique health journey.

Sarah references the Orchid Child theory.  "derived from Swedish idiom orkidebarn is the theory that between 15-20 percent of any animal population is genetically more sensitive to the environment than the rest of their species." She does a short analysis of how introverts and artistic types while being more susceptible to harm and weakness are also more prone to produce beauty (orchid) when cultivated in the right environment with the right conditions. 

There's a lot I could say about being an HSP. If you are one, you know what it's like to walk into a room and sense the emotions of everyone present. You know the feeling of having one harsh word or criticism demoralize you to the point of tears. As a young child, I found chastisement so profoundly painful that I made a vow to avoid it - even at great personal cost. These types of vows become deeply internalized habits of life. I became a master at reading authority figures and conforming to whatever they would expect. This kind of behavior is reinforced by constant praise and accolades from adults. I was led to believe that this type of behavior would somehow lead to my becoming a successful adult. I was a successful student but once I had left the fold of institutional education I was pretty clueless. There's lots of reasons for that that layer onto personality that are cultural and religious and genderous (my word) but that's another topic for another day.

The myth that success in school leads to success in life was always implied back in those days. Learning to conform to a group is a good life skill, but constantly squelching your own personality and desires does not lend itself to health, wellbeing, and successful adulting. My peers who acknowledged what they wanted even when it differed from what was touted, had better footing to launch into an adulthood where there is no parent or teacher who gives you a syllabus for life.  

There's a lot I could say about HSP parenting and the pros and cons of a democratic parenting style where authority is held extremely tentatively. I could talk about gravitating to becoming an employee because it feels like the classroom - back where I was successful and approved of. I could mention the prolonged early adulthood years of crippling constipation which I believe stemmed from religious fanaticism and self-imposed repression, but you are spared this. (for now) referencing it is more than sufficient. The point is that personality and psychological state definitely affect our physical well being.

"I discovered a long essay Ane had written for her clients about the Minotaur's labyrinth of medical problems they might be facing as highly sensitive people. It was just like my map and Dr. Hyman's map. It was about dysbiosis, adrenals, inflammation, diet, sensitivity, stress, toxins, nutrients."

Some people feel righteous in their constant pursuit of the right physician or the right treatment. Hoping for a magic bullet that will make the pain go away. Sarah had to grow up and like all of us learn how to integrate authority with her own vision of life. 

I'm thankful for her honest and courageous exploration. 

Listening Valley DE Stevenson

This British Author was introduced to me by my friend Emilee and I adore her. I've read several of her books but can't remember if I've written about her. She kind of reminds me of LM Montgomery although her books are written for adults. They have lots of lovely nature imagery (but not too much.) Her characters are kindred spirits and so relatable despite being set several generations back from me. 

I love the quote from this page of Listening Valley " One need never be dull as long as one has friends to help, gardens to enjoy, and books in the long winter evenings."

This captures the spirit of my vision for 2025 and perhaps my "2nd half of life" in general.