Dr. Wilhelm Reich's Orgone Life: My Orgone Perspective On Addiction
Information describing how Orgone Therapy relieves addiction. Orgone is a technical name for energy. Dr. Wilhelm Reich, developed this therapy, after being the technical adviser to Dr. Sigmund Freud. Orgone Therapy saved me. The Therapy needs to be experienced to grasp this revolutionary approach. A blog specifically for those that have been in Orgone Therapy or wish to.
Did you get the love you needed as a baby, as a child, as a adult? If you did you will quickly leave this blog. In fact most people who accidentally trip over my writings will leave. People have no understanding that they are projecting their armor, their defensive character, and have no idea what I am writing about We have learned to accept ourselves but when stress is overwhelming it can ignite a failure of functioning,
Having been in Psychiatric Orgone Therapy, and continually practicing the Therapy on myself, I noticed that everyone I met was addicting to find excitement. Having affect, having expressive feelings, is alien to Western Culture. Even though addictions are dangerous, damaging, and depressing, the addictive desire to feel release, to have affect, is remarkably difficult to stop and hard to to understand.
Without Dr. Wilhelm Reich's heroic life and the Orgone therapy he developed, and the Orgone Psychiatric Therapy practiced by the master Therapist Dr. John Rinn, I would have missed being transformed. Every day I use The Therapy to help express my emotions, to not be inappropriate. Being appropriate is being in Orgone, energy streaming and it involves breathing consciously.Your not alone at being angry and that is what my blog is about. Expressing old trauma, therapeutically, leads to feeling alive and its rewards.
Addiction is the center of my writings based on Dr. Wilhelm Reich's Work. A desperate need to change must be accessed to resolve addiction. As important, the chosen therapy must produce immediate results. The patient must leave the session feeling saved, understood, relieved and hopeful that an answer has been found.
Enclosed are some clips from my writings.
Mrs. Wilson worked her fear. We were controlled but our silent acknowledgement led to being covert, and unified. We would pool our money and sneak out to buy candy that we would share. That sugar rush that added to my food addiction. Candy, foods are an important distraction: boredom, controlled deadness could be perverted. A saving evil.
I looked at the white covering. It was so sweet and the bread soft. I liked the attention. I liked the sweetness, it spread through me; I was different, better. Later I knew why I would eat to feel different, special, an addict.
The baby has taken some control of his life at a tremendous cost. Control feels like you can survive and often during your life control is the difference between life and death. Control is a necessary skill that all of us need to wear like a coat . A coat that is up to us to put on or take off. The problem with control is when control starts at an early age and gets reinforced by further trauma than control becomes chronic and becomes a character formation. Control that is chronic stimulates a need for addictive release because it is not removable by the individual except by an outside addictive lifestyle.
Life is movement. Like an amoeba, human beings' energy can be pulsing. Addiction is the substitution of a shallow pulse for life's satisfying primary pulse. Children are born with the primary pulse and it is a natural unconscious reflex. As natural as a bird flying. From day one children feel the threat of cessation, of their pulse, as an immediate threat to their survival. Closing down by contracting the muscles allows a feeling of calmness to occur. The price for peacefully fitting in is the loss of flowing Orgone (energetic purpose). Addiction becomes a way of finding some small level of excitement.
Dr. Reich used the gag reflex.. Put your finger softly in your throat to illicit the gag reflex. Don't push it down, tickle your throat. The gag reflex will unlock your compressed lungs. Your holding them flat by not breathing fully causing armor. You'll feel the release,and orgone moving to the surface of your body. Ultimately this will show you how Orgone moves. It is the most important information on Orgone movement when you have no idea what Orgone feels like. Its knowledge that you've repressing Orgone. Now you'll know that there is an unconscious, a forgotten memory. Until you express the contraction it stays contracted and forgotten. Becoming aware one is confusing addictions excitement with opening a compressed body allows natural, conscious Orgone excitement, The need for unhealthy choices lessens.
Work seems to be the addiction of our culture. Work is a slippery slope. Survival built into work can easily be justified by long hours, and excuses that seem reasonable. I have no time for reading; I have heard often enough or I am fine. Actually I have said versions of these myself. I worked 60 hours a week and had little time for introspection and less time for meaningful connection. A deep rooted fear of losing control of my status and not receiving the attention I needed for survival had driven me to overwork. The culture of the West added to this crowning effect by giving work success all the rewards of a hero returning from battle
Accessing my Orgone, my core allowed me to understand my character; the ways I hold myself, the way I handle emotions, my tension. Being neglected, left out, ignored in the past will lead to addiction. Not achieving acknowledgement from the family, fairness from the culture, leads to seeking pleasure from addictions. Hidden family abusive memories have been forgotten and addictions keep them buried. Mapped in your Orgone flow, your posture your restricted breath, gives us a reference point to chart our goals.
Anorgonia is the overwhelming difficulty of adult's buried Orgone to express the abuse, lack of validation, and physical neglect of ones early family. Repressed abuse when is reminded by present abuse can feel overwhelming. Overcoming ones lack of a response feels impossible. Dr. Reich summarizes his Anorgonia cases in The Cancer Biopathy.
I felt different. One that had been drugged. I could see but that was it. I couldn't survive. I finally emoted. The earliest emotions needed to be expressed. The anorgonia was the frozen fear of the old reality that was toxic. Orgone is the body expressing emotions. I was a pulse and no words made remembering hard. Breathing opens the buried pulse. Now like a cloud with consciousness. The muscular orgone will cause a stiffness that alerts change has happened and you are alive and not dying. It was not a straight line but it didn't feel like I would die until now.
Devastating is that me? It is push, reach out and disappear. It is ugly. When telling the truth is frightening. Orgone pushes forward and then back. Going to get hit. Saying I'm here and you're going to get hit. The answer from them is devastating, it's cellular. There is no body, no Orgone, just words by the walking dead. In therapy reliving this tragedy is overwhelming: life missed. It is a hole that I fell into. I disappeared. Then I released uncontrollable addictions hiding in secondary emotions. What I needed, wanted was flesh closeness. Not getting life saving closeness causes a flattening, a stilling. Symbolically, and physically it's a no body. As an adult that is a fall, a precursor for death,a reminder of being an abused baby. I cannot stand without a body.
The first armor, the earliest, happens in the womb, the tongue gets depressed, and thumb sucking occupies all the Orgone flat. Control is stillness. Then born without loving hands, no soft warm breast will lead to collapse, a fall. It is a free fall without Orgone. I went into hibernation. I never woke to Orgone. and I lived with a diminished self. It is a black hole of disappearance.
It was dangerous accessing my earliest neglect. A solid abuse lived in me. Orgone stayed buried in the past. Now I know the difference. My disappearing Orgone was no mother, no loving contact. When remembered as an adult, it was finally an Emotional Plague. That was what saved me. A held in discomfort. Orgone Therapy's knowledge told me to emote, breathe. A memory that made me move, to emote the neglect and not lay there comatose waiting for mother to come. She didn't come. She was the walking Emotional Plague. She could not give me closeness which would have activated my body.
You cannot change the past; you can react to the past. Orgone reemerging. That is the struggle, reenergizing as an adult. The parts of you that were needed to hide must be seen, experienced, and expressed. Those first few years needed to be super secure. Mother must be lovingly shared. If not, the baby's cellular response is contraction, automatic. The thorough disappearance of adult pleasure is the earliest abuse emerging
The bodies Orgone will open up constricted plasma. Make sure you have paid attention to opening up the body by reaching to closed parts. The soreness will let you know that your opening buried Orgone. The key is learning how to breathe, emote, and inch by inch, experiencing plasma motility in the body. Breathing deeply should not be tiring. Breathing is the communication that induces Orgone movement. Breathing elicits a satisfied knowing of the effortless instinctual movement of the respiratory process. Ultimately allows one to become aware of the Orgone movement, emotions, and begin to experience pleasure.
It is life or death and I had to find Orgone. Let Orgone direct me. Not having the Orgone moving is armored. Its the Emotional Plague. It is an addiction expressing secondary emotions through a perverted release. It is dangerous. The life missed is misery, welcomes death. Instead do what you learned. move. Overcoming that sinking, horrendous outcome is an instinctual expression of pleasure. Through therapy Orgone has slowly awakened and now Orgone moves. I moved. Culmination, pleasure returns. Know that being alive is the wonders of feeling Orgone. Anorgonia is past abuse. Orgone streaming is pleasure that wipes out the desire to die.
The mother has to awaken the baby by one to one closeness, breastfeeding like all animals. This validation allows the baby to expand and contract, pulse. As an adult experiencing anorgonia has no conscious pulse, no contraction. You have to practice being reborn: practice emoting, practice contraction. Otherwise Orgone is forgotten, a black hole, a dead sun.
The loss of incentive to move forward brings up the pasts abuse. The return of the past, is an emptiness that blocks motivation.There is only hopelessness. An alarm is going off for you pay attention to your breathing and you will notice its shallow. It happened invisibly. You must open your breathing with full deep inhalation and exhalation. a deeper experience, a remembrance of health. Old emotions combined no love attention. wipes out pleasure. Love, Work, and Knowledge are not even a memory. One has to have experienced years of emoting to lift oneself out of a past trauma.
Orgone Therapies knowledge is essential when you have anorgonia. The abuses are deep and unconscious. Stress brings up the unconscious and awakens the deeper Orgone and can be startling.The spontaneity of Orgone can overwhelm the constricted body.
Practicing the Gag reflex that is taught in Orgone Therapy helps to identify the hidden deep cellular stillness. As recommended by Dr. Reich, an essential to alleviating anorgonia is to sit in an orgone accumulator or be covered by an Orgone Blanket. As one is going through awareness it becomes evident that shallow breathing has lowered Orgone in the body. One needs to respond to the overwhelming old abusive feelings overtaking consciousness. Old emotions can feel new. Having Orgone recharge from these amazing Orgone accumulators will keep you in balance by awakening a deeper awareness.
When old abuse gets stimulated by the present verbal or physical abuse the past and the present combining is very challenging. Not being loved, means not being touched, held; modeled physical Orgone movement. Woven into our bodies abuse needs appropriate replies. You need to emote to keep Orgone streaming. It is not easy. The spontaneity of my new motility has fuller consciousness of Orgone's surprise movements. Full bodily expression is alive with its own timing, integrating old abuse into opening up parts of the body that was never activated.The release of Orgone is the bigger part of me that I suppressed. Orgone is life's expansion.
For further information see Cosmic Superimposition by Wilhelm Reich Pg. 216, 217
I have been to Wilhelm Reich's museum twice and to a three day seminar. I have been on its Facebook page for years. Since Mary Boyd Higgins died, she was Dr. Reich's editor and in charge of the Museum, new direction has taken place. I am not privy to its changes but its tone is authoritarian. Nerveless their continual exploring of Dr. Reich's discoveries is encouraging.
Of late the Museum wished everyone Love, Work, Knowledge for the New Years. Having written extensively on Love, Work and Knowledge, I asked if I could post on their site.Their response was shocking. Without notifying me they wiped out my request. No explanation. By doing this suggests a cult like projection. I am disappointed, sadden that The Museum has stopped respecting new information, which I feel would be inline with Dr.'s Reichs paradigm.
In reviewing the ending of Dr. Reich's video his awareness of his Orgone Energy consciousness separates himself from the consciousness of his students. Perhaps the Museum needs to take notice.
As such I discontinued my membership.
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Captures my experience of Dr. Reich.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKiK5afXYgg
Are You Healthy?
Dr. Reich asked Myron Sharaf, on their first meeting.
The question has huge meaning.
Dr. Reich was immediately evaluating Myron Sharaf's health by verbal and Orgone projection. Having healthy, dedicated colleagues was needed to balance the work. The knowledge that was needed would encompass all aspects of love for your fellow humans. When the Orgone has no restrictions than spontaneity feels honest, wholesome, and integral. Hence are you healthy?
Dr. Reich was a humanitarian. By the very nature of his work, his empathy for human sickness was paramount. Our world is filled with the Emotional Plague. The danger of human misery and their poor choices was Dr. Reich's healing pursuit.
My mother didn't have much to do with me. I was the third child and my mother only had energy for two. My dad was at work, and was left on my own. My mother cooked for my father. She was old schooled that way. She would perform all her wifely duties, as long as he was providing.
I was the helper when Mom went shopping, Sawdust on the floor that was the butcher shop. Chicken's in the back in cages and the blue flames . An odd smell. Later I realized it was the burnt feathers. Blue flames were always on. No words between me and my Mom. I was there to help. She could have been anyone. I was bored except for the blue dreams..
Usually during the winter I would not be outside. No one was out to play. My mother was cooking. So I stood and watched. It could be chicken soup with eggs that were still in the chicken. Making blintzes was my favorite. She would mix together flour, milk and egg and presto, a blintz. I would get the broken ones. Chopped liver was not a favorite. It had a strong taste. Schmaltz, chicken fat, would be added. Then the secret onion recipe. Onion chopped and slowly cooked till they were dark and brown. Crispy, crunchy, sweet .
Every Friday night was the big dinner. It was chicken soup, roast beef and well done vegetables. There wasn't much gab. My family was a refugee family. Mom had come over from somewhere European. She never told me. My brother had more info. He thinks Poland. My sister was distant. The worst smell was cooked fishes, gefilter. If you ate it with horseradish it was bearable.
Though I miss my family umbrella's safety, when I look at my Grandparents picture I am awakened to fear. My mother looked like my grandmother, a big round tank, and my Grandfather, thin, tight and held in. I can see the horrendous struggle they endured. I am thankful they survived. I never wanted to be them. and knew I was broken by them.
Grieven is onions cooked long, brown, crispy and sweet. When you're a Jew you have been used, abused, murdered, cooked, turned brown, thin,or huge to forget the abuse. Grief was held in till one way or another till it killed you. I grieve for all who have been abused.
A panacea can be insidious, it can be love. Being included in the family with nickel and dime love is abusive. The family by not allowing feelings to be expressed is depression. Love as control is the foundation of the Emotional Plague character. If control is all you get your release will be addiction. Being fearful to express anger, sadness, fear at not being heard leads to a loss of what it is to be a human animal. As an adult a failure to express yourself leads to dissatisfaction. The lack of Orgone movement and its Orgasm reflex will be buried in addictive confusion. On one's journey to self enlightenment the movement of Orgone often becomes confused with memories of childhood denial of expression. The families memories needs to be dredged up and fear, anger, sadness expressed. In my case I sat down with my mother and told her how I felt and what I experienced. Though she denied everything and wrote me out of her will, I felt I had found my integrity.
The need for loves singular connection arises spontaneously. The hard work has been done and Orgone knows being alive seeks shared flow into another with all the breath, the smells, the glory of completion. Though love never happened with my family, love symbiosis is built directly into Orgone; the fusion is ultimate wisdom.
Leonard Cohen knows love is written into our being.
The closer the future victim is to the Kingdom of God with his knowledge, the surer will he be chosen to be murdered by the pestilent character. All this goes on with no single soul, not even the murderer himself, being aware of what is happening. From The Murder of Christ Dr. Wilhelm Reich.
Finally loosening the armor by being out of control the murderer feels correct. He goes on not knowing what he truly is doing. Secondary emotions arise from a contracted abused body. A perverted release. Having a confused reality is directly proportionate to your contracted body. In early life I, you, had plenty of Orgone. No problem existing with my own emotional plague, armor. Now as I am older my Orgone has diminished and unlocking bad posture is hard. Muscles have settled in. Stress has increased. It is important to get to posture as early as possible. It means understanding why I bent different muscles into difficult alignments
Releasing the contractions releases Orgone. Orgone is the the intricate connections keeping everything else working. Consciousness is held down by contraction. Only part of my moving forward was moving forward. A huge unknown had split off and was holding down my speaking up. Orgone rushing up after years of holding is scary and being numb to my dysfunctional family kept me unconscious, ignorant. Over time the holding and numbness molded my posture. Being held in by poor posture leads to low Orgone, and a body that feels solid as a piece of wood. The whole body needs to contract and relax as you move. All of this was unknown to me. I had lots of Orgone when I was young. It comes with being a child. But as you age the Orgone begins to diminish.
Sometimes I am crippled by years of neglect. Did my father beat me? Hell yes. Did my brother sneak punch me in my face. Yes. My mother withheld touch, closeness, and inflected inappropriate revenge on the whole family. She released her anger, her screaming, by ignoring me or not allowing me to have a connection that retarded my consciousness. She amazed me by stealing my money. I was in in shock. But that notorious split occurred. My unconscious took over and bent my body. Stilling the Orgone caused me to disassociate which was preferable to being conscious of my abusive family. No longer reacting felt safe but denied me my Orgone's purpose: being one with the opposite sex.
Becoming aware that posture is not stiff, not mechanical, makes walking, a moving balance, enjoyable. Breathing is awareness that your in your body. On the inhale your contracting the diaphragm muscle and taking in Orgone, oxygen. On the exhale your relaxing the diaphragm and Orgone is flowing, Each breath moves the Orgone. It's subtle Orgone yet overwhelming. The movement of Orgone reminds you were once were flowing Orgone. Deep thorough breathing increases connection with others. Activated breathing, deep and lively, increases intensity of emotions but truly that's what emotions feel like. Before with a contracted body emotions were being dulled. Now keep going and become accustomed to your exciting life.
John Lennon took a rocket ship to his truth.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iMewtlmkV6c
When plasmatic motility happens than one's childhood flourishes right into present day. Continual Orgone flow means knowing contact, connection within and without is one's true destiny. Even with a twisted body love is a wonder.
Why is being present difficult? When your in the now you don't knock glasses off the table and food doesn't doesn't drip on your shirt. After hundreds of mistakes, over countless years I paid attention. I wanted to feel my Orgone streaming. I wasn't in the now.
I realized I was moving hands, my feet without first looking. I was somewhere else. I liked not being present. Its a defense I used growing up. I couldn't change their neglect. Left to my own devices was limited. Neglected left me contracted. TV was my view. Consciousness didn't develop. I wound up for many reasons with an over developed mental chatter that as an adult occupied me, especially when stressed. My solution was tied to paying attention with my eyes. Letting my breathing movements wake my body. The breath is Orgone (hiding in unconsciousness) pressing against slow Orgone flesh notifying consciousness that being alive is pleasurable, and exciting. The eyes see where I'm going and I move. Being in my body is being lit up, bright, warm blooded, soft, breathing and Orgone streaming
Moving after I looked took me out of a unconscious dream and was a welcomed surprise. state, like William Blake said "like the doors of perception were cleansed" into a rich three dee present. The now reminds that being in auto pilot means that you're not experiencing full consciousness. It's a defense mechanism to avoid a forgotten abusive past. The now is a lucidity, full of color,
In the western culture, attention, survival, is dependent on success. Being successful can lead to an arrogant pleasure. Success, at an early age, leads to some Orgone filling and a self righteous attitude that confirms that nothing is wrong. Social species find security and pleasure in attention and success. Attention moves Orgone and the possibility of deeper pleasure. I am successful and I make the rules, reassuring the Emotional Plague. People who are addicted to success, never focus on their behavior and have no idea about armor, addiction. Their successful and that reassures their attitude, their character.
Addictive choices become a substitute for exploring help. Women are beautiful and are instinctive and find the attention addictive; men are in comparison homely and doers and use their competitive drive to attract women, all leading to substitute addictions, each other. Men need to be out seeking sovereignty; it is hard to come by in our economy. Women are attracted to success as it guarantees security, home, a place for children. After experimental sex both sexes realize their sexual dysfunction and focus on success which hide deep seated disturbances. Sex is a primary drive and can not be a substituted by babies, money or celibacy.
Adults largeness can frighten spontaneous connections with the baby. Adults stillness is experienced as threatening. The baby's Orgone becomes isolated, and physically, emotionally abused. As an adult not able to experience or know pleasure, the choice is successful work. As a result addictions becomes a way to escape that needs to be continually repeated. Work becomes ones success and refuge. Ultimately the relationship reminds you that success without satisfaction is failure.
