“When she is starved, a woman will take any substitutes offered, including those that, like placebos, do absolutely nothing for her, as well as destructive and life-threatening ones that hideously waste her time and talents or expose her life to physical danger. It is a famine of the soul that makes a woman choose things that will cause her to dance madly out of control–then to, too near the executioner’s door.” – Clarissa Pinkola Estes “Women Who Run With The Wolves”
We look at the things that keep us dancing out of control and find, underneath, an aching emptiness looking to be filled. Unfortunately when you are that hungry, you look for it in all the wrong places.
It is said that hungry people make poor shoppers, and so it is.
When we are seeking to distract ourselves from the turmoil inside, the part of us that feels unloved, we seek out chaotic people and situations.
When we feel empty inside we seek out people to fill it but because we seek out people who are FAMILIAR (remember, like family) we are never going to find someone who can fill our aching soul, our bottomless pit that craves attention.
Not only are they incapable of filling it, but we are incapable of being filled from the outside. We need to find the source within ourselves. We need to find it by sitting still, by taking off the dancing shoes and becoming courageous enough to face the pain and sorrow that leads us to dance out of control in the first place.
When we heal our wounded places, when we learn to fill ourselves up, we can start to sit still and make peace with the peace.