Forget Words

O.C.D.. Obsession compulsion disorder. I hear a lot of gab lately about this or that friend who showing signs of O.C.D.. O.C.D. has become so popular that one can say O.C.D. and people know what you mean. For most of us O.C.D. is a compulsion to wash your hands continuously. The person has become fixated and concerned about germs. It is easy
to understand why; just visit any hospitable and one will see Purell anti bacterial lotion in every corner; even to the extant hundreds of mats on the floor with the word Purell on it. In every pocketbook
there is a bottle. I do think this is an example of profit combining with obsession.
The panic is palpable. O.C.D. is everywhere. Of course bacteria is a concern but obviously Purell
has not stopped the spread of disease.

I had a great thought. Two minutes later I can not remember that thought. I'm sure if I can remember that thought I would be OK. Thoughts, words are a dead end street.

Words are useless for changing behavior. Unless those words have emotion behind them. There only good if those words tell you to forget words. You will forget the words when you are struggling with behavior. It's addictive behavior that is our mystery.

The energy moves invisibly
in your body and gives you a feeling. Or perhaps it's the drink that releases some locked up feeling or you slam the door. The energy is moving  and you feel a little better

Most of us become good at denying that we have problems. Are we not the same as everyone else: struggling to make a living to find our way. Yet in this denial we pick up addictions to give us a little relief. A relief from controlling the misery that locks our muscles and awareness into frozen breathing and concrete armor. No feelings, no doubt, no satisfaction.

Where does abuse and addiction begin.
If your lucky these days not to be born with a Cesarean section Now aren't scheduled births convenient. The child becomes the toy for the mother or more accurately an addiction to fulfill mother). Vulnerable, totally dependent, unbelievably sensitive, the baby is assaulted with
the typical birth abuses. Confused the baby goes into shock. But yet if the mother is warm and
loving and if the mother's breasts are excited with milk perhaps there is hope.

The babies energy could make a rush to the surface and 
pleasure can make confusion clear: feeling right and safe the baby doesn't need answers. The problem lies with the mother.

Everything can go wrong but if the mother can give herself to the baby there is hope.
In other words the mother must love being sucked by the baby or the baby withdraws.

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 outside addictive lifestyle. 

The movement of energy as feelings is a paradigm that is intrinsic to satisfaction, well being, and health. The movement of Orgone, energy  and its release should direct our life; Orgone movement is who we are. Stopping, frustrating, the movement of Orgone results in confusion, and a search for some form of energetic expression, often addiction.