The Emotional Sandwich

OK, so I’m waiting for the chance to talk to my guardian angel. He’s given me the gift of this time to write. Here goes.

I’ve been crying unexpectedly and inexplicably over the past few days. All of the sudden. Inexplicable because these things can’t be explained, you see. They are emotions, and...

Emotion = Energy + Thought

I can share with you my thoughts about the Why behind the tears, but I can’t share with you the Energy. See, it’s “my thoughts” and “the Energy”.

That’s where we go wrong. We allow ourselves to believe* that the thoughts are OURS and that the energy isn’t.

The opposite is true. And the opposite of that is also true…a divine paradox.

These thoughts are not MINE. They just come...they’re just passing by. Like the smell of a garbage truck driving through a city.

The energy - now THAT’s mine. That comes from within me. But. It’s triggered by those thoughts. Those mental intruders who ride the fumes of refuse.

Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

The emotional sandwich.

I can eat it for lunch. I can eat it for a snack. Breakfast. Dinner. Dessert. Midnight snack, too. While sitting in my favorite chair. While holding my baby girl in my arms. It’s late, but maybe one more sandwich, you know, to soak up the alcohol. And one for comfort. How about one “just ‘cuz." I guess I’m hooked - so far gone that I might as well have another. And another. And another…sickness, tragedy, negativity, unending, inevitable.

Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Where can I get my next one? Maybe I can sneak off into a corner for another. Got an errand to run...EXCELLENT - I can enjoy a delicious emotional sandwich along the way.

Car.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Store.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Browse.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Pay.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Car.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Home.
Thought.
Energy.
Thought.

Who am I? What have I been doing? What time is it? Who are my friends? Where did that little kid I used to be bugger off to? How did it become winter already?

I’m so lonely...at least I have these sandwiches.

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* Thoughts that ARE yours are known as Beliefs (well, at least, you think they are yours).

These "identity thoughts" add great stickiness to the emotional sandwich...it makes them go straight to your hips. The energy wrapped up in beliefs has no other place to go. Not until you can let go of the thoughts.

That's what coaches help you do…explore these thoughts until you realize that they are just thoughts…and like the garbage truck in the city…they are not yours.

With their release, comes a release of energy. This energy, you can now use to work off all those sandwiches.

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Steve Tulowitzki

Hi, I'm Steve. I am a dad, a husband, a coach, a trainer, a friend, and a seeker of my true self; on a quest for truth and good in the world. I've served clients as a strategy consultant since 1999. When I decided to stop talking and start listening, I began my journey to become a coach. I've been trained by the Coaches Training Institute as a Co-Active coach. Here are some fundamentals about Co-Active coaches:. We don't believe that people have problems and need to be fixed - we believe that people are naturally creative, resourceful and whole. We don't walk around life with a predetermined script - we dance in each moment. We don't focus on problems or drone on with our own advice and pretense - we focus on the whole person to help you discover your solutions...often in unexpected places in the unfamiliar nooks and crannies of your humanity. We don't shy away from the uncomfortable questions - we won't let you off the hook, because our goal is always to evoke transformation. My dream is to create and contribute to the coaching revolution so that we can all walk around with eyes wide open in a modern, more authentic world. I can't wait to join forces with you. According to Mark Twain, "The secret of getting ahead is getting started." So let's get started!

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