September 17, 2010

Human Development and the Family, 2

What happens if we don’t have experiences where we feel safe, we start to notice the reality of the outside world. And what happens is that we then develop skills to deal with what’s out there, instead of skills to identify with ourselves. The problem is, the more we feel that we have to protect, the more that becomes the story — the way we are.

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  1. Sheila Ryan on September 17th, 2010 at 5:06 pm

    The more we feel that we have to protect, the more that becomes the story — the way we are.

    Girl, that is so too true, as a friend used to quote a someone.

  2. Kelsey Parker on September 17th, 2010 at 6:18 pm

    We are all products of our reactions.

  3. Sheila Ryan on September 17th, 2010 at 6:22 pm

    But I don’t think that we have to remain (products of our reactions). There is reaction, and there is response. I am still trying to cultivate response.

  4. Kelsey Parker on September 17th, 2010 at 6:25 pm

    Yes! I didn’t mean to imply as much. I am pondering narrative and what you speak of is in the writing of it.

  5. Sheila Ryan on September 17th, 2010 at 6:27 pm

    Gotcha.

  6. Daryl Scroggins on September 17th, 2010 at 6:59 pm

    A safe place. And lacking it, the slip and glide appears. Smiling at others while ice skating, while not thinking about ice skating. The other range of thought accumulates as memories of skating with friends pile up. And then the friends are no different from the movies one watches. And the safe place to start is then always one made rather than found, when finding is the view across the border, at the gate that blocks the road.

  7. Sheila Ryan on September 17th, 2010 at 7:03 pm

    Whoa, Daryl. If that is not too “Dude!”

  8. Kelsey Parker on September 17th, 2010 at 7:03 pm

    Sheila, you ripped the words right out of me.

  9. Sheila Ryan on September 17th, 2010 at 7:05 pm

    Ooh, I didn’t mean to be rough.

  10. from the comments | clusterflock on September 18th, 2010 at 8:30 am

    [...] Daryl Scroggins: A safe place. And lacking it, the slip and glide appears. Smiling at others while ice skating, while not thinking about ice skating. The other range of thought accumulates as memories of skating with friends pile up. And then the friends are no different from the movies one watches. And the safe place to start is then always one made rather than found, when finding is the view across the border, at the gate that blocks the road. posted by Deron Bauman in friends, from the comments, psychology | * | comment  [...]

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