Feelings

I have heard and read so much about being in touch with my feelings. 

I believe that it is important to know what I feel, but the more I think about this subject and the fact that I  believe we are all irrevocably connected, the more intrigued I am about where these feelings come from.

I know that I am more connected to some people than others.  Not only do I love to share their joy, but I also share their sadness.  That is just part of loving someone. 

When I was part of a dream group I realized that it was possible for two people to share the same dream. These dreams would make a lot of sense to one person and often be a mystery to the other, but there was no doubt they were dreaming the same dream.  I think feelings might be the same.

One day I am inexplicably filled with immense joy.  Another I experience  a terrible depressing pain.  Both could simply be me, or they might not.  The one thing they have in common is the intensity that appears to have no real rhyme or reason.

As I grow older I begin to believe that my feelings are like arrows in the air, landing both in the universal subconscious and, perhaps more solidly, in the feelings and hearts of someone I am connected to at the root.

If that is the case, I need to learn to separate my own feelings from those of others and look at them more objectively.  It would serve both me and the others to do so.

It also means that I need to try and deal with my own feelings in more constructive ways, aware that they may be affecting the most vulnerable.  That's a difficult concept: acknowledge my feelings and their validity and then trying, not to deny them, but deal with them in the most responsible way I can. 

I would never knowingly run outside and pour poison in the ground.  I know the run off would kill many things.  What if my feelings are similar?

It is a complicated thought with so many ramifications, both good and bad.