17 November 2019

Pumpkin Pie vegan teff pecan


Pumpkin Pie


Crust Ingredients:
  • 1 cup Maskal Ivory Teff Flour or brown teff flour
  • 1/4 cup coconut oil
  • 2 tablespoons brown sugar or coconut sugar
  • 1 teaspoon cinnamon
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 cup minced pecans
  • 1/4 cup water
Filling Ingredients:
  • 1 15 ounce/425g can pureed pumpkin (or 1 1/2 cup homemade)
  • 3/4 cup unsweetened nondairy milk
  • 1/2 cup brown sugar or coconut sugar
  • 3 tablespoons organic cornstarch
  • 1 tablespoon molasses
  • 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1 teaspoon ground allspice
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground ginger
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground nutmeg
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon ground cloves
Instructions
  1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees and oil a 9-inch pie pan.
Make the crust
  1. Put the Maskal Ivory Teff Flour, coconut oil, brown sugar, cinnamon, and salt into your food processor. Pulse until the mixture looks like a coarse cornmeal.
  2. Add in the pecans and water to your food processor and pulse until a dough ball forms. Place the dough in a tight ball into the refrigerator for 20 minutes.
  3. Spread some flour on a cutting board and shape the dough into a disk. Then transfer to the pie pan and press it evenly up the sides. Use a fork or your fingers to decorate the edges.
  4. Bake for 5 minutes, then remove from oven and let cool before you add the filling.
Make the Filling
  1. Put the pumpkin, non-dairy milk, brown sugar, organic cornstarch, molasses, cinnamon, allspice, ginger, nutmeg, salt, and nutmeg into your blender and blend until smooth.
  2. Put the Pie Together and BakePut the pie pan with the prepared crust on a sheet pan. This will keep your oven clean and make it easier to grab the hot pie out of the oven later.
  3. Pour the filling into the crust and spread evenly using a spatula. Put in the oven and bake for 40 minutes.
  4. After the pie pan is cool enough to touch, move the pie to your refrigerator and let it chill for 3 hours so the filling will set up.
Baker’s Notes
1. For the crust I just put all the ingredients dry in a super-blender, Blendtec, and coarse ground them. I then added the water and pulsed the mixture until it balled up. The pecans were halves, for oil I used a stick of roughly room temperature vegan margarine. The crust is about perfect just by the recipe – crunchy, intriguing dark color, slightly sweet. I’m pretty sure I can make a smallish cookie using this recipe. The name of the cookies would be “Teffmas Twackers” or something clever. 
2. The pie overall was great, especially for making it for the first time. I did a Carob Pumpkin Pie. Modifications to the standard recipe included: 
A. For sweetener I used 11 dates for one pie – no molasses or sugar
B. I added 1/3 cup toasted carob powder
C. I used about 1/3 cup tapioca flour for thickener 
D. I used coconut milk
E. I added about ½ teaspoon cardamom
3. Reviews of the first pie were that the crust was to die for and the filling wasn’t pumpkiny enough. I used Natural Grocers canned organic pumpkin. I will switch to something high quality. I did not think the pie was spicy enough but I’m the kind of person who orders doubles routinely – sometimes multiple doubles at a time. I may go and replace some of my spices with small bulk packages of individual spices from the health food store bulk section to get fresher, more pungent flavors. Oh, and the best part – to mix I just put ALL the ingredients in my Super blander and zotted it all up then poured it directly into the crusted pie plate not bothering to clean the blender after the crust. 



Teff Cookies

1 ¼ cup teff flour
½ cup pecans
2 TBS. cinnamon
1 TBS ground cardamom
Mix/blend dry ingredients to cornmeal consistency, set aside

16 large medjool dates, pitted
1/3 cup water
1 soft stick butter
Simmer dates in water for 10 minutes or so
Place warm dates in blender and add butter stick
Blend to a paste
Add dry ingredients to blender and mix everything a LITTLE

Plop mixture onto a large pan or plate and hand mix in more flour or water as you like. Dough should be almost crumbly. 

Form into small cookies and place on cookie sheet. 
Make sure cookies are the same THICKNESS so they will all cook at the same rate

Bake for 25 minutes @ 325


17 October 2019

Excerpts ‘The ACoA Trauma Syndrome, The Impact of Childhood Pain on Adult Relationships’, Tian Dayton, PhD.


“The psychological rule says that when an inner situation is not made conscious, it happens outside, as fate. That is to say, when the individual remains undivided and does not become conscious of his inner contradictions, the world must perforce act out the conflict and be torn into opposite halves.”

Carl Jung, as quoted in ‘The ACoA Trauma Syndrome, The Impact of Childhood Pain on Adult Relationships’, Tian Dayton, PhD.

I had always seen the much shortened version of this quote - ‘That which we do not bring to consciousness appears in our lives as Fate’. The full quote above does much more complete justice to MY LIFE as I have experienced it.

I have, only very moderately speaking, experienced ‘fated’ events - but much more so I feel as though my life and the entire world I live in has been TORN APART. Torn from my mother’s womb by forceps in a 24 hour labor then abandoned and not fed for long periods of time. Neglected then given over to a nursemaid, who I adored. I found out much later my beloved Elena was just a 16 year old Ecuadorian girl on her first job. Never bonded to my parents, bonded to Elena, I was then at age 2, forcibly removed and carried onto a DC-3 airplane and ended up in Chicago.

 

Dayton’s book, which I’ve read about 4 times in the past 5 days, has been the most comprehensive reference and guide for the severe trauma I experienced. At last I can see why I have gone from one ‘addiction’ to another, because my inner trauma was unconscious, so I continue[d] to experience my world being torn apart. It’s not bad; it has made for FANTASTIC BIMs. Adventure after adventure - 14 trips to India, many for months at a time. I wouldn’t have it any other way and likely no one would want their life to be my way - traipsing off to India and Nepal for 5 months, arriving back and living with friends for years at a time, not owning a car for 12 years, ….

 

It all makes more and more sense to me AND on a feeling level I see I was much more abused than I can apprehend at this time because the pain I experienced was so severe I shut down my feelings. For example, crying for hours and hours, and possibly much longer, to be fed and left neglected and alone. I’ve mentioned my orthopaedic surgeon pointing out my femur misalignment and bowing of my bones due to being left in heavy cloth diapers for LONG periods.

I’ve been studying my childhood stuff with such ardor that I’ve been afraid that I’d unconsciously become injured so I’m taking a week off from hiking as a precaution and I do have what I hope is only a slight strain in my hip. This could potentially be serious as I have had 2 total hip replacements AND ‘the unconscious is powerful’.

 

I only came to see clearly that my major life problem all along has been what I do not have - an experience of empathy and feeling that allows me to truly connect with other people. THAT’S what’s been missing and THAT’S what’s been so hard for me to see in myself - what’s missing. I have reviewed my life and come up with many important transactions with others in which other people were attempting to explain to me their feelings and I did not ‘get it’.

A problem I foresee is that based on my horoscope I have a capacity for feeling bigly, shall we say. Astrologically, the Moon is conjunct Pluto in my natal horoscope in my second house of finances and personal possessions. It also has the potential to bring huge wealth into my life. Because I am not conscious of my feeling nature it probably comes out in my public speaking, artwork, photography, healing arts that not many have experienced, and a seeming ability to ‘manifest’ stuff - like places to live, gurus, the right girlfriends. Were my feeling nature to now ‘wake up’ it could be problematic

for me as I have so little life experience dealing with strong feelings of a personal nature. The few times I have ‘been in love’ that has brought with it all the unconscious drives from my childhood. Simplistically, I have more experienced and expressed ‘love’ through separation and turmoil because THAT’S HOW I EXPERIENCED CLOSENESS WHEN I WAS AN INFANT - THAT’S

MY TEMPLATE FOR CLOSENESS - TURMOIL AND SEPARATION.

My joke to my late girlfriend Bonnie was that we had interlocking neuroses - she had a compulsive need to be taken care of and I had a need to care for someone. It was the only way we could have a relationship. She satisfied my need for separation as she was used to being left alone by her first husband who, like me, took long hikes frequently. When Bonnie was younger and in better health she attempted to accompany him and as a result submitted every 14,000’ peak in California and climbed up to almost 20,000’ in Peru on one of their smuggling trips.

 

“Anxiety disorders, chronic hyperarousal, and reenactments have now been described with some regularity in acutely traumatized children.”

“In addition to the reactions to discrete, one-time, traumatic incidents documented in these studies, intrafamilial abuse must certainly be included among the most severe traumas encountered by human beings .”

“Relationship ruptures are experienced as traumatic because we are neurologically wired for powerful relationship attachments; ‘neurons are genetically primed to support connections through the relational experiences we have with those closest to us. The patterns of energy and information laid down in these early moments of meeting develop the actual structure of these limbic regions’.

“We wire co-states or relationship dynamics into our very self and then we look to re-create both sides of those dynamics as we engage in relationships throughout our lives. The dynamics we experience as children template what we look for, expect, and re-create in adult relationships.

“Forty years of primate research has firmly established that early disruption of the social attachment bond reduces the long-term capacity to cope with subsequent social disruptions and to modulate physiological arousal.”

“In other words, when we have been traumatized in childhood within our primary relationships, we have trouble modulating the extreme feelings that adult intimacy brings up.” from Neurobiology of the ACoA Trauma Syndrome, in ‘The ACoA Trauma

Syndrome’, Tian Dayton, PhD, Health Communications Publishers, page 84

Note the similarities to Spotnitz’s talk of ‘discharge patterns’ for the emotions.

https://ballantynesinspiredmusings.blogspot.com/2019/01/a-synopsis-of-my-writings-on.html

More on the neurobiology of Trauma. Breaking Trust: Stress and Rupture in Family Bonds.

“Love and attachment are the primary forces that ensure life; without these powerful mind/body drives, none of us would be here. How we learn to love in our early relationships forms the template for how we love throughout our

lives.” pg. 51

“The child’s first relationship, the one with the mother or father, acts as a template, as it permanently molds the individual’s capacities to enter into all later emotional relationships.” pg. 52

“When portions of the brain responsible for attachment and emotional

control are not sufficiently stimulated during infancy because the infant is neglected, these sections of the brain will not develop properly. This can result in a child who is impulsive, emotionally unattached, or possibly even violent.” pg. 52

“Our nervous systems are constructed to be captured by the nervous systems of others, so that we can experience others as if from within their skin. This is the biological basis for empathy and emotional connection. Nature designed us to have this emotional attunement so we can fit into the clan effectively and efficiently picking up on signals from those around us,

adjusting our behavior and adapting it accordingly.” pg. 53

“Through the acquisition of these actual experiences of self-regulation [in the care of an adult nurturer] the child is able to learn to regulate their emotions and other basic functions such as mood, appetite, libido, sleep, motivation, and capacity for bonding.” pg. 53 This is why people have eating, sleep, mood… disorders in later life. Humans are supposed to have learned these things from their mother and other nurturers through limbic resonance, that is, by being held. This stuff is largely transmitted by touch.

“Touch is the language of childhood.” pg. 54

“The level of stress in childhood permanently shapes the stress responses in the brain.” pg. 54 I have a permanently high level of stress from the template from my infancy. This is why I was able to go to India 14 times for months on end, this is why I could comfortably transit Howrah, the ‘Mother of all Train Stations’ alone with an 80 lb. backpack on, pressed against a wall so no one could pickpocket me, listening to announcements in Hindi which of the 78 tracks my train was going to be on. This is why my cars end up with some many miles on them. This is the why of the ACoA trait ‘addicted to excitement’, or perhaps more aptly, the founder’s original, ‘addicted to fear’.

“The threat of rupture between parent and child ... causes such stress …Because parent/child bonds are survival bonds, threatening them through the trauma of neglect, mental illness, addiction, or divorce can cause us to experience such rupture as traumatic…. When children of alcoholics/addicts fear abandonment by their primary caregivers, they can feel that their very lives are at stake.” pg. 56 For a long time I didn't see my fear of abandonment because I had two strategies to combat it: 1) I avoided getting close in the first place, 2) I would leave or abandon people first. “I got some money so I’m going to India for 5 months.”

 

The Adverse Childhood Experiences [ACE]:

Childhood abuse

Emotional/physical/sexual abuse

Emotional or physical neglect

Growing up in a seriously dysfunctional household as evidenced by witnessing:

--- domestic violence

--- Alcohol or other substance abuse in the home

--- Mentally ill or suicidal household members

--- Parental marital discord (separation or divorce) ok

--- Having a household member imprisoned

pg. 58

“The kind of toxic stress that pounds away at our auto immune system in childhood all too often results in fully developed disorders as adults.” pg. 61

I had many illnesses as a child, earaches, hernia, tonsils out, general malaise, finally a serious case of polio when I was 14. My poor two sisters died of cancer at the age of 21 and 41.

“We process emotions like fear and love, key to our human and animal experience, through the limbic system. [Reptilian or animal brain] pg. 65

“Lack of limbic regulation can manifest as depression, anxiety, or sleep disturbances. Limbic disregulation can cause difficulty in regulating mood, appetite, sexual responses, bonding, and motivation. Those affected by trauma (and a disregulated limbic system) can have trouble living moderately. Instead they vacillate between life’s emotional extremes.” pg. 66

“Intrafamilial abuse must certainly be included among the most severe traumas encountered by human beings. Relationship ruptures are experienced as traumatic because we are neurologically wired for powerful relationship attachments, neurons are genetically primed to support connections through the relational experiences we have with those closest to us … The dynamics we experience as children template what we look for, expect, and re-create in adult relationships.” pg. 84

In other words, when we have been traumatized in childhood within our primary relationships, we have trouble modulating the intense feelings that adult intimacy brings up. pg. 84

“Repetition compulsion is a psychological phenomenon in which we repeat the emotional, psychological, or behavioral aspects of a traumatic event over and over again without awareness, re-creating pain from yesterday in relationships and circumstances of today. (Freud 1922) pg. 113

“Another scenario that can make CoAs feel alone is if the non-addict parent in narcissistic. When this is the case, children can have a very complicated time meeting their own needs because they have a lot of people to tend to first. They have two very self absorbed preoccupied parents.” pg. 123

“We pick up the moods of others through the phenomenon of limbic resonance . Our nervous system extends beyond the borders of our bodies, they link with those of the people close to us in a silent radiating rhythm that helps regulate everyone’s physiology. Children require ongoing neural synchrony from parents in order for their natural capacity for self-directedness to emerge … Human physiology does not direct all its own functions; it is interdependent. It must be steadied and stabilized by the physical presence of another to maintain both physical and emotional health

… The limbic system plays an important role in guiding the emotions that stimulate the behavior necessary for self-preservation and survival of the species. It is responsible for such complex behaviors as feeding, fighting, fleeing, and reproduction, and it also assigns free-floating feeling of significance, truth, and meaning to experience.”

“Destruction of parts of the limbic system abolishes social behavior, including play, cooperation, mating, and care of the young.” pg. 130

“Their [narcissists, those not nurtured when young] “we state” … appears to

be undeveloped.” pg. 131

“Because the damage done to the narcissist occurs in early years, it is my feeling that it profoundly affects the ability to be close and attuned but minimally affects intelligence . By the time narcissists are at the stage of intellectual development where there brain allows them to abstract, they are in school, learning and probably getting plenty of opportunities to grow. It is emotional learning that seems missing, not intellectual learning.

This makes narcissists all the more confusing : they can think clearly, piece together such seemingly attractive personas, but the feeling connection is underdeveloped. In a relationship, this means that the narcissist can observe you, sometimes very perceptively, but does not tune into your inner world.” pg. 132 Talk to my girlfriends 6 months into a relationship with me. This what was so hard for me to figure out about my own case: the stark distinction between EMOTIONAL intelligence and INTELLECTUAL intelligence. Without knowing it, I CREATED a “Seemingly attractive persona” and faked the rest of it probably like my parents from whom I acquired that template of being although my parents were much more emotionally mature than me as they did not experience the early life birth, environment and language disruption I did.

“When ACoAs cannot cope with the pain they are in they often reach for some sort of mood-altering substance or behavior to do that for them. The habit of self-medication can start very early. One of the misconceptions about addiction is that when the substance is removed, the addict’s troubles are over. But we don’t learn what the pain is trying to teach when we silence its voice. Addictions to mood-altering substances such as alcohol and/or drugs are called substance addictions. Addictions to mood-altering behaviors or activities, such as sex, eating, spending, and/or gambling, among others, are called process addictions.” pg. 140 [I was an adept candy maker by the time I was 6 years old.]

Dayton then recounts several stories of people who had suddenly lost relationships with nannies and care-givers other than their mothers and the traumatic rupture that had caused. This is exactly my story. My long-time joke has been I lost my parents at an early age AND I had to live with them also.

“The trap of privilege. Being the child of someone whose primary focus in life is that of attaining wealth and/or status can be a disillusioning and disheartening experience. The family wealth or status can become a primary source of identity which family members develop a deep dependency.” pg.

176

Recovering from the ACoA Trauma Syndrome: Reclaiming the Disowned Self. “Change is not only intellectual. When it comes to trauma, we need to create a new body to live in.” pg. 181 I have been forced to do that using yoga and severely disciplined eating.

“For every year older you get you have to eat 1% less food just in order to stay the same weight. When you get to be 100 you stop eating and you die.”

Russ, my first OA sponsor.

“Talk alone does not reach the parts of the brain that process trauma. Healing trauma requires a combination of therapy and lifestyle changes. Because emotional and sensory memory are processed by and stored in the body, the most successful forms of therapy for trauma are experiential.

Experiential forms of therapy and therapy “supports” like journaling, exercise, guided imagery, walking, yoga, and breathing have been finding their way into treatment programs … Psychodrama - a role playing experiential from of therapy - has become a therapy of choice in addressing the mind/body issues of trauma.” pg. 183

“The only time he allowed me to open my mouth was when he wanted to stick his gigantic penis in it. Gigantic because I was three and my father was a grown man…” pg. 186

“Kathy [the little girl above] has now been at her current job for three years and is very happy, effective, and valued.” pg. 194 Dayton’s description of a client after a successful course in therapy. My margin note - ‘Always the fucking job’.

“The inventiveness of those who have thrived in spite of the odds can be quite remarkable in dealing with problems. Because they have had to “think outside the box” to solve complex family situations, these thrivers can be highly creative and original, which are real assets both at home and in the workplace.” pg. 206 Dayton discussing the qualities of those who survived their severe trauma issues.

“When I stand before thee at the day’s end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and my healing.” Rabindranath Tagore pg.215

“Being the grandchild of and alcoholic/addicted family can be as if not more confusing than being the child of an alcoholic/addicted family. Grandchildren experience the residue of the parent’s untreated PTSD issues, but there's no obvious culprit causing it: after all, no one is drunk, right?” pg. 248

“Children absorb their parent’s love, joy, and pleasure in life through the natural phenomenon of limbic resonance . They also absorb sadness, guilt, and anger; whether it is spoken or not, they “carry their children’s pain.” pg. 249 [I was flabbergasted the first time I met my now son-in-law. I had been in recovery for years when my daughter was born, had lost almost 100 pounds of weight, and had a good job, drove a BMW in the 70’s. My son-in-law to be was a replica of me 15 years before - 5’ 11”, maybe 260 pounds, super-strong, and only marginally employed. Limbic resonance.

Remember that term! Oh, based on their horoscopes, my prediction for my twin grand-daughters is NOT GOOD despite my daughter’s seeming lack of dysfunction. Limbic resonance.

“The gift of trauma is that it deepens us layer by layer. It pushes us to our psychological, emotional, and spiritual limits and teaches us to hold more emotion than we are used to holding, to see more than we are used to seeing, to contain, observe, and look for meaning. pg. 268

I do have an extremely interesting case study going on. A woman on Match.com in Sedona was born 1 day after me in the same year, so her horoscope has many similarities to mine. I have attempted to ‘do stuff’, go for a walk, …. and she comes up with a “No” for everything. Fascinatingly, she was due to get a hip replacement when I first met her and I offered to drive her to LA to use my doctor. She had a reason why not. She has suffered terribly from the op she had in Flagstaff, AZ; a year of constant pain. My point is, some “Nos” can have SERIOUS consequences. I try to schmooze with her periodically just to remind myself how I am. One of my former spiritual advisor’s best lines to me was, “Carlos, just say ‘YES’ to life”, as I had told her “No” about some suggestion she had for me. Oh, this woman has the same bowed femurs I do from cloth diapers from our generation. When I mentioned what my surgeon had said she ran and got her X-rays and we looked at them and sure enough!

 

The best I can figure at this late stage of my life is that the trauma I suffered when young was much more severe than I can imagine. My limbic, or feeling system, was disabled from the aloneness, abandonment, and lack of nurturance, including food and touch. I can be a very alone person, more so than anyone I know or have observed. I lived with an older woman once for about a year and she called me the most alone person she had ever met.

This was a savvy girl, had raised 6 kids and worked as a nurse for many years; she was an expert on the human condition.

The reason I don’t feel alone is because I don’t feel at all and I trained myself to make it on my own in the dysfunctional, non-feeling family I was born into. I am the person who flew alone into the small airport near Mt. Everest and just waited for something to happen. In all my Himalayan trips I don’t think I've ever met another solo traveler up there.

I still clearly remember the first time I relaxed. I was 42 years old and was in Kashmir travelling with a woman I met on my first day in Kathmandu in 1985. I took an early morning walk while Tanya slept in. I walked to the top of any snow-covered hill near our lodge and felt, for the first time in my life, a deep sense of relaxation and lack of worry. I had been carrying trauma and a sense of being shocked all my life until that point. Stopping working at age 39 was also a huge benefit for my survival from my childhood trauma as I over concentrate on work or tasks and attempt to do them perfectly. The family system I grew up in rewarded intellectual accomplishments, like work, with the limbic system, or feeling nature, ignored.

 

What has been ‘wrong with me’ my whole life is that my early trauma substantially destroyed my feelings system so I am not able to make the kinds of connections, on a feeling, limbic, level that would have enabled me to comfortably be with other people (or, for example, sell real estate). I only began to recognize this failing when I was a very successful computer consultant and saw that to progress I would need to start a company and work with others and I saw I was not equipped to do that. Savvily, I stopped working altogether, dropped out and began travelling to India, where I had a Guru with whom I could hang around. In India I was expected to join in with my other brother disciples and participate, like in morning meditation. I did not do that but inveigled my way into a position as Gurujii’s sort of right hand man; I bought the plane tickets for his yearly summer trip to the USA.

I was his enabler.

As Dayton says, being close brings up my terrible terror of being abandoned (again) as I was before being 2 years old, and so it’s a survival issue for me.

Again, the reason this has all remained hidden from me for so long is that my entire feeling side was disabled by my early trauma. I am starting to have vague feelings that an incident that may have happened to me is being left alone for days, unfed and uncared for. It’s hazy and I will probably never be able to prove it but I can sense there is plenty in my very early memory banks I cannot access, at this time.

 Antifragile: Things That Gain From Disorder

My early trauma all fits together so well it’s like I endured a special kind of programming as an ultimate loner. Most people like me, so isolated from society, cannot survive, but I have been able to turn every disaster, like a severe case of polio at age 14, into an asset. A particular problem is that loners like me are unable to seek out and get help - they’ll continue to do it on their own, which isn’t possible.

Sweet are the uses of adversity;

Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,

Wears yet a precious jewel in his head.

As You Like It Act 2, scene 1, 1217 , Shakespeare

 

And very few also are they who have dug into their childhood stuff as I have and come out the other side still searching. It took me until I was 72 before I began, with outside help, a 12 Step program.

“Your mother was your Guru.”

I am extremely blessed to feel grateful to have suffered the abuse I did as I would NEVER have been forced to work on myself as much as I have: I’d have wasted my life over-working. I mentioned a few years ago doing yoga exercises one morning thinking of all the abuse I suffered from my Indian Guru - it was never good enough, get a job, stay away from women, don’t eat so much sugar,,,,

As I was about to get into the headstand pose a loud voice came in my ear, “You mother was your Guru.”

Oh, My God! I gasped. Of course. How could I have so completely missed this. Just the eating thing alone. Had I not been starved early on I would never have developed the severe eating problems I did which forced me to seek help, get straightened out and finally to lose ALL the weight I have to be in a position to achieve longevity, if I’m meant to. Had I not had that ‘heart attack’ in Florida, I never would have sought out and followed

Esselstyn’s vegan, non-fat, food plan. Sweet are the uses of adversity; On my last trip in the Himalayas I got down to about 130 pounds at 5’ 10”, I’ve gained back about 15 since returning.

 

Marriage

I had the insight just a few days ago while rock climbing that in many cases,

especially in older age and with a second, third, or more, marriage is used as an avoidance mechanism for dealing with early life issues. Dayton does not mention anything about marriage.

 

Jobs

Your time is limited, so do not waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma which is living with the results of other people’s thinking.

Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They

somehow already know what you truly want to become. Steve Jobs, as quoted in Dayton, ‘The ACoA Trauma Syndrome’.

´


20 July 2019

Apollo

         In 1967 I was working on the Apollo project at the Manned Spacecraft Center in Houston. I was a computer programmer working on the spacecraft simulator the astronauts used to train for the flight to the moon. We all had our own rental cars and I, in this, my first real job, was enthralled to be able to pay a little more than the rate we were reimbursed in order to drive the Shelby 350GTs and Corvettes that Hertz rented at the Houston airport. I finally settled on a nice blue Corvette that cost me $15 a week and happily bombed around in it. Our team worked second shift and what with the vagaries of computer and other problems I frequently got off at 9 or 10 PM at which time I would head off to my favorite watering holes which increasingly became the infamous Gaiety Supper Club in Galveston, about an hour’s drive south.
I totally adored the once elegant nightclub that was now nothing more than a whorehouse and bar. The sinister seamyness and rawness of life at the club enticed me night after night. I drank and became friendly with pimps with real six-shooters on their hips, met wild, outrageous customers, listened to story after story of the ‘working girls’, and in the wee hours of the morning after closing the club would frequently go out with Joyce, the owner, and her assistant Bobbie drinking until 8 or 9 AM. I mean I’m talking drinking 40 or 50 or 60 drinks sometimes! I could tell because my drinks were $1 a piece and I would only put $1 or $2 in the jukebox and I always started out with $50 or $60. I began drinking Hennessey brandy and soda at the club because I read in the New York Times Book Review that’s what Winston Churchill’s father drank. I thought buying the Sunday New York Times while in Houston would anchor my life in some way. Bobbie, Joyce and I once went down to Harold’s on the beach to drink beer at about 6 AM. Harold was an ex-Marine who loved us all and he didn’t close his place until God knows when. Joyce gave me directions and I just kept going and drove my Corvette right down on to the beach and starting driving doughnuts around Harold’s grass beer shack spraying sand all over and honking the horn until Harold woke up and woozily came out to greet us, all of us laughing like crazed hyenas which, of course, we were.
         Joyce was beautiful and truly wild. Half Cherokee Indian and half Mexican, she once got a load on at the club before it closed and Bobbie took a long scarf and tied her in her barstool so she wouldn’t fall off. One time I was just warming up, drinking my usual quick 4 or 5 drinks so I could begin to talk to everyone and Joyce looked at me across the bar and asked me how old I was. When I told her 24 her eyes welled up with tears and she blurted out, “Oh, you are just a baby. You look much older than that.” It was true and it was to be 15 long years before I entered my early adulthood and now in later years my childhood. About 4 years ago I was working as a baker in a girlfriend’s coffee shop and was talking in sketches about my life to one of the college students working there while we were on a break. He quickly grasped the drift and said, “You are living your life backwards.”
         I would drive, completely drunk, from Galveston back up to Webster, the Houston suburb where the Spacecraft Center is located. I always thought it humorous when I would get caught in traffic jams of those going to work when I would just be coming back ‘home’ to my hotel. Frequently, I would go into the coffee shop of the hotel and eat breakfast and ask the busboy to pour me what I thought was a hangover cure, ½ orange juice and ½ seltzer water. They hated to do this as it always fizzed all over the place and made a mess. After eating I would go up to my room, ask to be called at 3 PM, and totally crash, only to do the same thing over again the next night. And this was my week day schedule. On the weekends I would look for excitement. I’m sure I found it but I had begun to experience alcoholic blackouts and so I couldn’t remember. Saturday afternoons I’d frequent the boat drag races and drink beer with Red Adair’s guys who put out all those oil well fires. They all drove red Cadillac Eldorados.
I once came out of a blackout driving my Corvette on a desolate flat back country road in the early morning hours. It was like a surreal movie about someone else as I saw myself driving with one hand with a drink in the other. I looked down at the speedometer to see how fast I was going but couldn’t see the needle. I glanced again and finally saw that I had nearly pegged the needle near 120 or so and hadn’t noticed it. It took all my willpower to mentally force myself to slow down as I had no concept of danger or excess. When I finally got back to the hotel I turned the ignition off and passed out, frozen, with a drink in one hand and the keys in the other and stayed there for about 5 hours despite all the attempts of my co-workers to awaken me and get me out of the locked car. Although the hotel staff became increasingly used to my ‘schedule’, shall we say, I totally shocked the desk clerk one day when I called up and asked him what day it was. He told me and then I asked what time it was. He handled it all real well until I asked whether it was morning or evening.
         I also hung out in George’s, a small bar in a little town about 20 minutes south. I frequently ate dinner here and would go off to Galveston if there didn’t seem to be anything exciting about to happen at George’s. On night I struck up a conversation with the guy next to me at the bar and he began to tell me about his skydiving. Then he told me about his used airplane parts business. In south Texas this is a euphemism for smuggling in and out of Mexico. I became increasingly skeptical as we drank and drank. We began to speak of guns, which I love, especially machine guns. He knew as many technical details as I and told me he had an extensive machine gun collection. The last straw was when he told me of the large female black African lion he had at his house. I got angry and called him on it.
“Oh come on!”
“Yeah. You just come with me and I’ll show you.”
“Okay.”
Off we went in his Pontiac Safari station wagon. His wife icily greeted us and my friend escorted me into his den to wait while he and his wife went off to argue about where he had been all night. Every wall of the den was covered with machine guns and automatic weapons of all kinds, maybe forty or more. My friend returned and we went out back to a large cage where the lion was. I quietly got into the station wagon, the only safe place I could think of. The lion leapt up into the back of the wagon from the tailgate and we headed back to George’s. I wasn’t saying a word, obviously my bluff had been totally called. A few minutes down the road the lion was breathing heavily over my shoulder and was about to put her paw on me. I slunk down in my seat as much as possible and mumbled unintelligibly. My friend stopped, yelled at the lion and then went to the back of the wagon and tied her chain to the tailgate somehow so she stayed in back. We reentered George’s, lion first, my friend holding the chain second, and me a distant third. The three black girls who worked as barmaids and waitresses took one look at this procession and split out through the kitchen. Two of them never returned to work at all, ever. The last I saw, a drunk at the bar went to pet the lion on the head and the lion bit his hand. I slunk out the door and went ‘home’. It wasn’t until months later I ever recalled the incident as being unusual or out of the ordinary. What the hell, I was literally flying to the moon at work every day so my nocturnal activities didn’t seem at all out of the ordinary and I never spoke of my work when I was out carousing or of my carousing at work.     

08 April 2019

The Drama of the Gifted Child - the Search for the True Self Alice Miller - excerpts and notes



The Drama of the Gifted Child - the Search for the True Self

Alice Miller
Revised Edition 1997 the revised edition is important

Alice Miller website: https://www.alice-miller.com/en/

Arguably, one of the most important books of the last century.

“Experience has taught us that we have only one weapon in the enduring struggle against mental illness; the emotional discovery of the truth about the unique history of our childhood.” pg. 1 (opening sentence)

“The repression of brutal abuse experienced during during childhood drives many people to destroy their lives and the lives of others.” pg. 2

“Their (the child who was talented and a high achiever, and, by extension, ANY child) access to the emotional world of their own childhood, however, is impaired─characterized by a lack of respect, a compulsion to control and manipulate, and a demand for achievement.” pg. 6

“The child’s needs for respect, echoing, understanding, sympathy, and mirroring have had to be repressed, with several serious consequences. One such consequence is the person’s inability to experience consciously certain feelings of his own (such as jealousy, envy, anger, loneliness, helplessness, or anxiety), either in childhood or later in adulthood.” pg. 9

”These people have all developed the art of not experiencing feelings, for a child can experience her feelings only when there is somebody there who accepts her fully, understands her, and supports her. If that person is missing, if the child risks losing the mother’s love or the love of her substitute in order to feel, then she will repress her emotions. … She will fail to experience them at all but they will nevertheless stay in her body, in her cells, stored up as information that can be triggered by a later event.” pgs. 9-10 (PTSD)

“Several mechanisms can be recognized in the defense against early feelings of abandonment. In addition to simple denial, intellectualization is very commonly encountered as well, since it is a defense mechanism of great power. It can have disastrous results, however, when the mind ignores the vital messages of the body.” pg.11

“Accomodation to parental needs often (but not always) leads to the “as if” personality.” This person develops in such a way that he reveals only what is expected off him and fuses so completely with what he reveals that no one could scarcely know how much more there is to him behind this false self. He cannot develop and differentiate his true self, because he is unable to live it. Understandably this person will complain of a sense of emptiness, futility, or homelessness, for the emptiness is real. … The integrity of the child was injured when all that was alive and spontaneous in him was cut off.” pgs. 11-12

“So he killed his anger, and with it a part of himself, in order to preserve the love of his mother. (?He killed his love in order to preserve the love of his mother?) … The difficulties inherent in experiencing and developing one’s own emotions lead to mutual dependency, which prevents individuation. Both parties have an interest in bond permanence…” pg. 13

“An adult can be fully aware of his feelings only if he had caring parents and caregivers. People who were abused or neglected in childhood are missing this capacity and are therefore never overtaken by unexpected emotions. They will admit only those feelings that are accepted and approved by their inner censor, who is their parent’s heir.

Depression and a sense of inner emptiness are the price they must pay for this control. The true self cannot communicate because it has remained unconscious, and therefore undeveloped, in its inner prison. The company of prison warders does not encourage lively development. It is only after it is liberated that the self begins to be articulate, to grow, and to develop its creativity. Where there had been only fearful emptiness or equally frightening grandiose fantasies, an unexpected wealth of vitality is now discovered. This is not a homecoming, since this home has never before existed. This is the creation of home.” pgs. 18-19

“When he presents material that fits the therapist’s knowledge, concepts, and skills─and therefore also his expectations─the patient satisfies his therapist’s wish for approval, echo, understanding, and for being taken seriously. In this way the therapist exercises the same sort of unconscious manipulation as that to which he was exposed as a child. A child can never see through unconscious manipulation. It is like the air he breathes; he knows no other, and it appears to him to be the only breathable air.” pg. 21

“The true opposite of depression is neither gaiety nor absence of pain, but vitality─the freedom to experience spontaneous feelings.” pg. 60

“Narcissus was in love with his idealized picture, but neither the grandiose nor the depressive “Narcissus” can really love himself. His passion for his false self makes impossible not only love for others but also, despite all appearances, love for the one person who is fully entrusted to his care: himself.” pg. 67

My parents never received the acknowledgement I never got from them. My own quote

“Probably the greatest of wounds─not to have been loved just as one truly was─cannot heal without the work of mourning. It can be either more or less successfully resisted and covered up (as in grandiosity and depression), or constantly torn open again in the compulsion to repeat.” pg. 87

“We find a similar example in the behavior of addicts. People who as children successfully repressed their intense feelings often try to regain─at least for a short time─their lost intensity of experience with the help of drugs or alcohol.” pg. 81

“Hesse, like so many gifted children, was so difficult for his parents to bear not despite but because of his inner riches. Often a child’s very gifts (his great intensity of feeling, depth of experience, curiosity, intelligence, quickness─and his ability to be critical) will confront his parents with conflicts they have long sought to keep at bay by means of rules and regulations. These regulations must then be rescued at the cost of the child’s development. All this can lead to an apparently paradoxical situation when parents who are proud of their gifted child and whom even admire him are forced by their own repression to reject, suppress, or even destroy what is best, because truest, in that child.” pg. 101

“Oppression and the forcing of submission do not begin in the office, factory, or political party; they begin in the very first weeks of an infant’s life.” pg. 103  

“All our lives we have feared and struggled to ward off something that really cannot happen any longer; it has already happened, at the very beginning of our lives while we were completely dependent.” pg. 105

“The aim of therapy, however, is not to correct the past, but to enable the patient both to confront his own history and to grieve over it. The patient has to discover early memories within himself and must become consciously aware of his parent’s unconscious manipulation and contempt, so that he can free himself from them. As long as he has to make do with a substitute tolerance, borrowed from his therapist or his group, the contemptuous attitudes he inherited from his parents will remain hidden in his unconscious, unchanged despite all his improved intellectual knowledge and intentions. This contemptuous attitude will show itself in the patient's human relationships and will continue to torment him, as long as it functions in the cells of his body. The contents of the unconscious remain unchanged and timeless. It is only as these contents become conscious that change can begin.” pg. 106

“A child can never see through unconscious manipulation. It is like the air he breathes; he knows no other, and it appears to him to be the only breathable air.” pg. 21

“As the child grows up, he cannot cease living his own truth and expressing it somewhere, perhaps in complete secrecy. In this way a person can have adapted completely to the demands of his surroundings and can have developed a false self, but in his perversion of his obsessions he still allows a portion of his true self to survive─in torment. And so the true self lives on, but underground, in the same conditions as the child did with his disgusted mother, whose memory in the meantime he has repressed. In his perversion and his obsessions he constantly reenacts the same drama: A horrified mother is necessary before sexual satisfaction is possible; orgasm … can be achieved only in a climate of selfcontempt; criticism can be expressed only in (seemingly) absurd, unaccountable, and frightening obsessive fantasies. Pg. 89

“Mark, thirty-two, who suffered under his perversion and constantly feared the rejection of others, bore within himself the unconscious memory of his mother’s rejection. Without knowing why, he was compelled to do things that his social circle and society in general disapprove of and despise, although he feared the punishment he was provoking. … what he was compelled to seek was not permission to use one or another fetish, but─with the hope of a better outcome─his mother’s disgusted and horrified eye. He looked for that response in his therapist, too,.... This provocation of course recounted what had actually happened at the beginning of Mark’s life. Pg. 91

“Struggling for social acceptance of special forms of addictions, sexual and non-sexual, is one of the many ways to avoid confrontation with our own history.” pg. 92

“The contempt for others in grandiose, successful people always includes disrespect for their own true selves, as their scorn implies: “Without these superior qualities of mine, a person is completely worthless.” this means further: “Without these achievements, these gifts, I could never be loved, would never have been loved.” Grandiosity in the adult guarantees that the illusion continues: “I was loved.” pg. 107

My commentary:

Whew, what an indictment of the human process! We are indelibly patterned, it would seem, by the treatment we receive from our main caregiver, mostly in the first 3 years of life. And this patterning, Miller says, causes us to live our lives as ‘false selves’, ajar from who we really are, ‘our True selves’. 
Thinking about it as a God might though, it couldn’t be any other way FOR THE SURVIVAL OF THE MAJORITY OF THE SPECIES. One of the finest expositions of this is the film ‘The Other Son’ (2021), in which an Israeli and a Palestinian boy discover they have been switched at birth, but not until they are about 12 years old.  Both are so


Few indeed are there who have escaped from this early patterning and live even close to emancipated lives as ‘their true selves’. In the first place, it requires, as absolutely as best as possible, a detailed knowledge of the milieu, events, an emotional content of one’s earliest life. I am so fortunate that when she was alive, my mother sprinkled me with lurid details of my infancy, largely, I see now, when she recognized my massive dysfunctionalism beginning at about puberty: overeating, drinking alcohol, destructive tobacco smoking and wildly asocial, antisocial and destructive interpersonal relating. Simply, I was a mess.

The single most helpful and insightful tool has been NOT attempting to ‘inventory’ my actions and underlying beliefs and behaviors BUT inventorying MY PARENTS, then applying or seeing how all those traits apply to MYSELF. ADULT CHILDREN OF ALCOHOLICS has as its original inventory step, “Took a blameless and searching inventory of OUR parents, because we had, in essence, become them.” This is perhaps the ONLY way out of Miller’s conundrum for the ‘patient’ who

The person attempting to inventory themselves is hopelessly caught in their own patterning OR the patterning and inter-twining of their patterning with the therapist. 


I can’t begin to describe in words how crushed I was when I, with huge difficulty, came to the conclusion that my parents tried to kill their own children. I was only able to gloat over my huge realization, that I had spent a lifetime resisting, for a few minutes when I applied that behavior pattern to MYSELF and realized I acted out the same behavior, and worse, had the same underlying emotional and moral makeup as my despised parents. All this is what I resisted my whole life.


There is a theory that ALL the important changes that have occurred to the Earth and its inhabitants have come about not by gradual change but by meteor and asteroid strikes─sudden and overwhelming changes: Call it quantum evolution. Similarly, the agents of societal change are those who Miller would call