Spanx for the Memory

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By Pam Grout

The following excerpt is taken from the book E-Cubed: Nine More Energy Experiments to Make Joy, Fun, and Finding Miracles Your Full-Time Gig by Pam Grout.  It is published by Hay House and available at all bookstores or online at: http://www.hayhouse.com/

One of my favorite stories is about a four-year-old boy who kept pestering his parents for some “alone time” with his newborn sister. His parents, avid readers of parenting books, weren’t convinced that was such a good idea.

“What if he pinches her?” one of them asked, launching an intense discussion reflecting on the current strategies for minimizing sibling rivalry.

Even worse, they fretted, “What if he tries to smother her?”

But little Johnny was not to be deterred.

“We—her and me—have important business to discuss,” he insisted.

Finally, Johnny’s parents allowed him into the nursery by himself while they waited within earshot outside the door.

He gazed lovingly at his baby sister, leaned in over her crib, and earnestly whispered, “Tell me about God. I’m starting to forget.”

That four-year-old boy, still on the tightrope between his divine magnificence and the cultural training of Worldview 1.0, was grasping for his last breath of spiritual air, before being squeezed into the tight restrictions of the dominant cultural paradigm.

We Are Trained to Cut Off Large Parts of Ourselves

Anyone who has ever donned a pair of Spanx understands the reality of Worldview 1.0. We have squeezed our big, beautiful selves—our radiant, multidimensional spirits—into a tight, often-uncomfortable garment known as a body.

Like the four-year-old boy admitted to his baby sister, it didn’t take long to pick up and adopt Worldview 1.0. It didn’t take long to fall into lockstep with the beliefs and traditions of his culture, however false and limiting they may be.

As babies, we tune in to the adults around us. We see what they’re drawn to. We notice how they behave, what they reject, and what they praise. We learn early on what is “beautiful” and what isn’t. We learn how to think and feel about that god named money, damn him. We notice that the minute we get sick, we are trotted off to the doctor, learning quickly that we need something outside ourselves to heal.

When we are born, we are giant love generators. We radiate out a clear energy of light and incomparable joy. In a way, we’re like dolphins, sending out our own special sonar of unconditional love. When this unconditional-love sonar runs up against the unhealed places in our culture, those places where distrust has developed or joy has been rejected, the sonar bounces back, giving us an unfamiliar reading, “a not love” reading. As our boundless joy hits these rigid beliefs and “thickened” emotions, we quickly learn to match our culture’s energies, beliefs, and thoughts.

We learn to pinch off our gorgeous, clear love energy, allowing it to flow where we’re trained it can flow, resigning ourselves to paralysis in other areas. Little by little, we learn the “correct” energetic frequency rules, only allowing a small percentage of who we really are to radiate.

As babies, we love everything so much, especially our parents. If they inadvertently model a cutting off of large swaths of their power and energy, then . . . hey, we’ll do it, too. We’ll do whatever it takes to love. At our very core, pure, unadulterated love is what we are.

Lest you get the wrong idea, I’m not dissing anyone’s parents. That neurosis went out with bell bottoms. Our parents did the best they could with the love sonar they sent out and the messages they received. They were once babies, too.