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Dorraine K. Darden A nature lover and author of literary/mainstream fiction novel, Jack Rabbit Moon

Emotional Rescue

June 10, 2009, 6:55 pm

June 10th, 2009 Emotional Rescue

Do you have a  tender heart and experience strong emotions? Can you cry for no decent reason, and laugh a few minutes later?  Does it feel like other people’s emotions sometimes invade your own?  What about intuition and knowing things you shouldn’t? If  you said yes to all of the above then welcome to the club.  When growing up, I wondered if I’d been inflicted with a mysterious ailment.  Was this a gift or curse?

Sad movies, even when I’m cozy with plot, still manage to make me boo hoo every time. Little Women for example; Beth gets sick. She dies young. “Get the Kleenex ready,” my children say. “Moms watching Little Women.”  They find my reactions humorous, but touching too.

Emotional types tend to laugh loudly too. They ususally know how to have a grand time. This flip flop of feeling, I finally realized, was not a curse. We are the way we are for good reason. Better to belly up to our personalities so we can live down to the bones. This takes courage in a world that pops your hand when not conforming. Follow the rules. Do this. Why can’t you be more like so and so?  Now how would you know that? Quit crying.  Stop laughing. Conform, conform, conform, dang you.

I don’t know about you, but I’ve always ran around the rules I could. Walked outside lines. Questioned. It’s surely not the only way to go, but the route is quite lively.

However we choose to go through life, we fight, cry, laugh and dance along as best we can, with what we know.  Just when we’ve grown quite fond of old habits and worn out ways of thinking, change barges in and turns our world topsy turvy.  Shaking us like  coin purses, we crash and pick ourselves back up. Our purse can then be filled with new, shiny change.  At least I think that’s how it works. I’ll get back to you on this.

Be kinder than necessary for we are all fighting a battle. This is a golden sentence. I’m not sure who said it, but they were wise.  Despite our personality types we are on equal  battle ground here. The best we can do is pick each other up when we stumble.  And never forget to laugh!

Emotional rescue at its finest.

Sue Glasco

Sue Glasco says:

Rules

I consider myself a compulsive rule obeyer. Many years ago, someone in charge put up a stop sign at the crossroads of two rural roads where I never saw another car ever. But I would stop and feel silly doing it. (I assumed someone had a wreck there and no one knew who had the right-of-way or something and that caused the sign to be put up.)

At the same time, I have always had a motto: "Rules are made to be broken." So that gives me a lot of leeway despite my obedient nature. Ha.

Dorraine Darden

Dorraine K. Darden says:

Stop signs

You're funny, Sue! I could so see you doing that. I'm glad to hear, though, that you do break an occasional rule. You go, girl!

Keiko Amano

Keiko Amano says:

Battles and Emotions

Dorraine,

A writer friend of mine told me she cries easily. I told her crying must be healthy. I wish I can cry easily.

In Japanese, we have a word 喜怒哀楽. It means “Pleasure, Anger, Sad, Comfort” in one word. The other day, a professional Japanese writer said that 哀 (sad) is the most important character out of the word in writing a novel. 哀 can also mean pity, sympathize, and commiserate. We have a strong tradition in writing mostly about 哀for more than 1000 years. Genji Monogatari is all about “monono aware” which focuses on 哀 element although 1000 years ago, 哀 meant much more than the sad element. The writer said pleasure and comfort alone do not make a novel which I agree, and he also said, “We cannot stay angry too long.” I hope so, but I don’t know about that. So this will be the subject for my next blog.

Mary Wilkinson

Mary Wilkinson says:

Dorraine! Yet another blog

Dorraine! Yet another blog that I can relate to. I too can cry easily. I was walking along the street in Spain with my son when a man approached us pushing a wheelchair with a boy who looked to be the same age as my son. He had no use of his legs and his body was contorted. The boy looked at my son, who happened to be bouncing a ball as he walked beside me. The tears came then and even recounting it has my eyes well up.

Dorraine Darden

Dorraine K. Darden says:

Keiko and Mary

Keiko,

Wow, one little word to cover all those big emotions. Imagine that. Thanks for the great lesson! Enjoyed it very much. I always like to think of crying as cleaning out the emotional pipes. But that is not the only way to go about it for those who don't cry often.

Yes, to sadness being key to a good novel. Really all of those emotions. I'll look forward to your blog entry!

Mary,

Maybe we're related, eh? What a touching, sad story. When we are confronted with something big like that, it's sometimes a mixed blessing for overly sensitive people. Thank you for sharing that!