It was several weeks ago (maybe more) that Rick told a story in a Tapping Circle of how earlier that day he was on his morning walk and was trying to tune into what he was feeling and after some time it revealed itself to him that he was feeling a ‘longing’ or a ‘yearning’. I believe I mostly have this story right.
The point is those words… longing, yearning… have stuck with me and have been reverberating in my cells and nervous system since that day. They slip away for a few days and then reappear for me to consider some more. What I’ve become so aware of is how much yearning and longing is present in my life…it’s a daily experience for me. What’s so odd to me is how often I’ve felt what only those specific words can describe with pin-point accuracy but I’ve never used those words to describe what I’m feeling!! Either to myself or to others. The feelings of longing and yearning are an almost daily part of my emotional repertoire for me and yet the words to describe those feelings were not in my repertoire of emotionally descriptive language. Strange and intriguing to me. I suppose that is part of exploring and expanding my emotional intelligence…connecting appropriate and accurate language with body sensations/emotions.
This is one of those moments where I’m in awe at the power of language. How language intersects and weaves in a dynamic dance with our somatic experience. It’s as if not having access to a clear description of my feelings left me with an impoverished way of acknowledging and just being with those feelings and sensations. An important part of the complete experience was missing. I don’t know whether this describes everyone’s experience but I do know that language in humans is very deeply wired…in fact we’re hardwired for it. It’s part of our blueprint and when I regard language that way it’s not surprising to me why my experiences of longing and yearning were confusing and overwhelming to me without the inherent power in those precise words to be an integral part of the experience of what I was physically feeling. Now when I notice those same sensations I can name them…they’re not strangers anymore that may have dangerous intentions toward me (primitive brain!!)…I know their names!!