Finding safety in understanding is a big one for me.
That’s partly why I write here. It makes me feel I understand something, and it makes me feel safe and OK.
It’s true that some understanding can be helpful, in a practical sense. And yet, it can also be used to avoid feeling something, and look at apparently painful thoughts.
Right now, what would I have to feel if I didn’t write here? If I didn’t go to my understanding? Feel that.
What am I afraid would happen if I didn’t understand X?
I would be lost. Scared. Confused. Aimless. I wouldn’t know how to live my life. I wouldn’t know how to feel better. I would be miserable. Alone. In a dark hole.
Can you find X? Understanding? The one who understands? If you sift through images, words, sensations, can you find X?