Ego wrote:Despite her charming disposition, her family, close friends, partners and children who would normally feel responsible for helping her to put on her oxygen mask, have all fled to the other three corners of the continent as self protection mechanisms.
Those who fled are not bad people. Far from it. They just realize that there are some people who - while flailing desperately as you try to help them with their oxygen mask - will unintentionally destroy yours.
I wouldn't suggest that they are bad people. I would suggest that they are people with very poor boundary-setting skills if they have to physically remove themselves thousands of miles away from somebody they love in order to avoid having difficult conversations during which they might experience emotional growth through expressing their own vulnerability* or no longer avoiding whatever it is they fear their loved one might communicate in reply. Of course, this is a garden-variety type failing**, which could readily be addressed if any of them were to avail themselves of entry-level therapy at Level Green
For instance, one amazing thing they might learn if they faced their fears directly is that difficult conversations very often don't play out in the manner they might have predicted.
Aunt Alice: Oh, Billy, such a terrible thing has happened! My horoscope was wrong when it said that luck was in my stars last Wednesday, so I lost $40 at bingo night with the girls, and now I can't afford the bag of chow I promised to donate to the feral cat sanctuary.
Nephew Billy: I'm sorry to hear of your troubles. Unfortunately, I am unable to lend you any money, because I am saving up for my dream of retiring and living on a little houseboat that I build all by myself.
Aunt Alice: I had no idea that was your dream. I thought you liked your computer cubicle at Acme Screw and App.
Nephew Billy: No. It is actually the case that I feel like stabbing myself in the eyeballs with a pencil every afternoon around 2 pm.
Aunt Alice: You poor boy! Don't give another thought to me and the cats. I'll figure something out like I always do. You just take care of you and be sure to send me a postcard from some tropical island.(( Hugs))
Nephew Billy: For sure! I love you Aunt Alice.
Aunt Alice: I love you too!
*Semi-ridiculous exercises such as "circling" are merely practice for the difficult conversations of life. Just like semi-ridiculous story problems in basic math.
**For instance, there is somebody in my social circle who is excellent at managing his money, but I am currently somewhat avoiding his company, because I am afraid he will ask me to ride with him on his motorcycle, and I no longer trust his ability to handle such a vehicle. So, I need to consider how I might approach this particular difficult conversation.
jacob wrote:ERE1 was designed for Orange people to help themselves as individuals w/o(*) hurting others...
(*) A slight Green/Blue tint.
Yeah, I grok this, but two things:
1) Kind of smells like what those of us semi-versed in relationship-therapy-speak at Level Green would refer to as a "covert contract."
2) With no clear plan for "helping" at Level Orange, the solution will default to Blue or Purple, not Green.
jacob wrote:highly-skilled individuals may leave their community considering it more effort than it's worth
Yup, but ultimately the planet is not a gated community. Trust me, I learned by the 4th grade that sometimes the reward society grants for doing well is that you get to go to the Gold Star group with special privileges and cooler stuff, but other times the "reward" is that you end up having to spend an hour every day tutoring Big Carl and Little Carl. But, the problem is that even when you are the adult designing the curriculum and holding the bag of marshmallows, Big Carl and Little Carl are still there, and they are not nearly as pleasant to interact with as the sweet handicapped child with the coke bottle glasses.
jacob wrote:Currently my best idea as a green+orange carrot (twofer) would be:
"If you learn [all] these renaissance skills you can connect with so many more groups".
This formulation needs some work, because it would take all of five seconds for someone to try to shoot it down with "what about those with learning disabilities?"
Too flip. I like AxelHeyst's "Ready for Trouble" slogan. I totally believe that expanding and improving my own selection of renaissance skills as an individual would help me be more helpful in a situation such as being the adult in charge of 16 very young and/or handicapped children when a wildfire sweeps through the town. However, there is nothing in the ERE paradigm compelling me to ever be in such a position of responsibility. I'm trying to think of a nice way to put this, but it's kind of like who cares if a grown-azz man can take care of himself financially or when the SHTF? Big deal.