Re: My littlebrother/Steve

[Guest guest]

> > >

> > > This year I send my brother a Christmas card. He is 4 years

> younger

> > > than me, and in the past 9 years we haven´t had almost any

> contact

> > > at all. I experienced him as very aggressive and didn´t want

to

> be

> > > around him. And he didn´t contact me either.

> > >

> > > Anyway, after my Christmas card he wrote me a long e-mail,

> > > explaining to me that he had been an alcoholic, but was now

> sober,

> > > getting treatment and going to AA-meetings. And a couple of

days

> > > later he called me and we had a long talk. He is still very

> bitter

> > > at our mom and dad, and I can understand that. I was in the

same

> > > position myself, not long ago.

> > >

> > > Then I had a talk with my sister. I told her that our brother

> Jakob

> > > had phoned me. And we talked about him and our childhood. That

> was

> > > when she told me this story that made me feel so miserable.

When

> > > Jabob was 13 and I had moved away from home, he and mom had a

> > > terrible fight. Dad was at work, and Hanna who was 11

witnessed

> the

> > > whole thing. They fought all day, mom got meaner and meaner.

> > Finally

> > > she said: I wish you were dead Jakob, because I don´t love

you,

> and

> > > I never has, never! Jakob found mom´s pills, she was mentally

> ill

> > at

> > > the time, and took a lot of them. Then he went upstairs with

the

> > > dog´s leash, into the master bedroom, took a chair and tied

the

> > > leash to one of the beams in the cealing. He put the leash

round

> > his

> > > neck and kicked the chair away.

> > >

> > > My sister found him, she doesn´t remember if she helped him

down

> or

> > > if he had managed to get down himself, but his neck was all

red.

> > And

> > > he just cried and cried. Mom didn´t care, so Hanna had to call

> an

> > > ambulance and she also went along to the hospital.

> > >

> > > This story makes me feel so much pain. I will do the Work on

> this.

> > > For now it was just enough to tell you about it.

> > >

> > > Thank you,

> > >

> >

>

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>

>

[Guest guest]

Dear ,

Thank you for doing this piece of Work. It appears to be a good

start for understanding your thoughts regarding your family. I'm

sure you have done a lot of Work on your family.

You asked:

" Steve, can you please explain what you mean by " Love does not always

appear as kind. " And " Love will do whatever it takes. "

I think I meant that in the moment, when others do not act in a way

that matches our story of how they should act, it can appear as not

kind or loving; however, Love is not worried about appearances, Love

is only concerned about helping us move along on our Path toward

awakening. Love will kill if necessary. Whatever it takes to bring

us to an awareness of our true nature.

When Love helps us overcome our attachment to our stories, it can be

very painful, like having our flesh ripped off, but in the clear view

of hindsight, we can see that Love was doing what it took to allow us

to move forward. At least, that has been my experience.

Love and Blessings, Steve D.

> > >

> > > This year I send my brother a Christmas card. He is 4 years

> younger

> > > than me, and in the past 9 years we haven´t had almost any

> contact

> > > at all. I experienced him as very aggressive and didn´t want to

> be

> > > around him. And he didn´t contact me either.

> > >

> > > Anyway, after my Christmas card he wrote me a long e-mail,

> > > explaining to me that he had been an alcoholic, but was now

> sober,

> > > getting treatment and going to AA-meetings. And a couple of

days

> > > later he called me and we had a long talk. He is still very

> bitter

> > > at our mom and dad, and I can understand that. I was in the

same

> > > position myself, not long ago.

> > >

> > > Then I had a talk with my sister. I told her that our brother

> Jakob

> > > had phoned me. And we talked about him and our childhood. That

> was

> > > when she told me this story that made me feel so miserable.

When

> > > Jabob was 13 and I had moved away from home, he and mom had a

> > > terrible fight. Dad was at work, and Hanna who was 11 witnessed

> the

> > > whole thing. They fought all day, mom got meaner and meaner.

> > Finally

> > > she said: I wish you were dead Jakob, because I don´t love you,

> and

> > > I never has, never! Jakob found mom´s pills, she was mentally

> ill

> > at

> > > the time, and took a lot of them. Then he went upstairs with

the

> > > dog´s leash, into the master bedroom, took a chair and tied the

> > > leash to one of the beams in the cealing. He put the leash

round

> > his

> > > neck and kicked the chair away.

> > >

> > > My sister found him, she doesn´t remember if she helped him

down

> or

> > > if he had managed to get down himself, but his neck was all

red.

> > And

> > > he just cried and cried. Mom didn´t care, so Hanna had to call

> an

> > > ambulance and she also went along to the hospital.

> > >

> > > This story makes me feel so much pain. I will do the Work on

> this.

> > > For now it was just enough to tell you about it.

> > >

> > > Thank you,

> > >

> >

>

[Guest guest]

> > > >

> > > > This year I send my brother a Christmas card. He is 4 years

> > younger

> > > > than me, and in the past 9 years we haven´t had almost any

> > contact

> > > > at all. I experienced him as very aggressive and didn´t want

to

> > be

> > > > around him. And he didn´t contact me either.

> > > >

> > > > Anyway, after my Christmas card he wrote me a long e-mail,

> > > > explaining to me that he had been an alcoholic, but was now

> > sober,

> > > > getting treatment and going to AA-meetings. And a couple of

> days

> > > > later he called me and we had a long talk. He is still very

> > bitter

> > > > at our mom and dad, and I can understand that. I was in the

> same

> > > > position myself, not long ago.

> > > >

> > > > Then I had a talk with my sister. I told her that our

brother

> > Jakob

> > > > had phoned me. And we talked about him and our childhood.

That

> > was

> > > > when she told me this story that made me feel so miserable.

> When

> > > > Jabob was 13 and I had moved away from home, he and mom had

a

> > > > terrible fight. Dad was at work, and Hanna who was 11

witnessed

> > the

> > > > whole thing. They fought all day, mom got meaner and meaner.

> > > Finally

> > > > she said: I wish you were dead Jakob, because I don´t love

you,

> > and

> > > > I never has, never! Jakob found mom´s pills, she was

mentally

> > ill

> > > at

> > > > the time, and took a lot of them. Then he went upstairs with

> the

> > > > dog´s leash, into the master bedroom, took a chair and tied

the

> > > > leash to one of the beams in the cealing. He put the leash

> round

> > > his

> > > > neck and kicked the chair away.

> > > >

> > > > My sister found him, she doesn´t remember if she helped him

> down

> > or

> > > > if he had managed to get down himself, but his neck was all

> red.

> > > And

> > > > he just cried and cried. Mom didn´t care, so Hanna had to

call

> > an

> > > > ambulance and she also went along to the hospital.

> > > >

> > > > This story makes me feel so much pain. I will do the Work on

> > this.

> > > > For now it was just enough to tell you about it.

> > > >

> > > > Thank you,

> > > >

> > >

> >

>

[Guest guest]

Yes ,

You have it!

Love, Steve D.

> > > > >

> > > > > This year I send my brother a Christmas card. He is 4 years

> > > younger

> > > > > than me, and in the past 9 years we haven´t had almost any

> > > contact

> > > > > at all. I experienced him as very aggressive and didn´t

want

> to

> > > be

> > > > > around him. And he didn´t contact me either.

> > > > >

> > > > > Anyway, after my Christmas card he wrote me a long e-mail,

> > > > > explaining to me that he had been an alcoholic, but was now

> > > sober,

> > > > > getting treatment and going to AA-meetings. And a couple of

> > days

> > > > > later he called me and we had a long talk. He is still very

> > > bitter

> > > > > at our mom and dad, and I can understand that. I was in the

> > same

> > > > > position myself, not long ago.

> > > > >

> > > > > Then I had a talk with my sister. I told her that our

> brother

> > > Jakob

> > > > > had phoned me. And we talked about him and our childhood.

> That

> > > was

> > > > > when she told me this story that made me feel so miserable.

> > When

> > > > > Jabob was 13 and I had moved away from home, he and mom had

> a

> > > > > terrible fight. Dad was at work, and Hanna who was 11

> witnessed

> > > the

> > > > > whole thing. They fought all day, mom got meaner and

meaner.

> > > > Finally

> > > > > she said: I wish you were dead Jakob, because I don´t love

> you,

> > > and

> > > > > I never has, never! Jakob found mom´s pills, she was

> mentally

> > > ill

> > > > at

> > > > > the time, and took a lot of them. Then he went upstairs

with

> > the

> > > > > dog´s leash, into the master bedroom, took a chair and tied

> the

> > > > > leash to one of the beams in the cealing. He put the leash

> > round

> > > > his

> > > > > neck and kicked the chair away.

> > > > >

> > > > > My sister found him, she doesn´t remember if she helped him

> > down

> > > or

> > > > > if he had managed to get down himself, but his neck was all

> > red.

> > > > And

> > > > > he just cried and cried. Mom didn´t care, so Hanna had to

> call

> > > an

> > > > > ambulance and she also went along to the hospital.

> > > > >

> > > > > This story makes me feel so much pain. I will do the Work

on

> > > this.

> > > > > For now it was just enough to tell you about it.

> > > > >

> > > > > Thank you,

> > > > >

> > > >

> > >

> >

>