- May 5, 2023
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- May 5, 2023
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Last month’s Conspirituality podcast shared stories of “spiritual heartbreak.” Listening to those stories left me in tears, not just tears of empathy for the spiritually heartbroken who were exploited when they dared to trust, but for my own parts that have been systemically and ritually heartbroken, first by the church of my family of origin, then by conventional medicine, then by the New Age/ wellness world. I wanted to take a moment just to ponder this idea of being spiritually heartbroken- and invite you to consider whether you’ve been spiritually heartbroken- or perhaps heartbroken by some other system you believed in, which then let you down or traumatized you.
I was raised in a family of three Methodist ministers. The Methodists are pretty tame as religions go, and two of my uncles were real social justice warriors doing pretty great ministry, as ministers go. Yet my memory of the church is that I was raised very fundamentalist. It wasn’t until my mother was dying that my mother’s sister, the wife of one of those social justice conscious Methodist ministers, responded to my anger over the church’s racist and oppressive anti-Semitism and homophobia as “That wasn’t the church. That was your mother.
Oh.
So I’ll play it safe and say I was first spiritually heartbroken by my mother’s oppressive fundamentalist interpretation of the Methodist church and all the church sex camp nonsense that went along with it. But it didn’t take me long to realize there was nothing good for me in her religion. I left the church the minute I left home at 18 and never went back to church. Ever.
But that’s when I took on the religion of science. First in my undergraduate studies at Duke University and then later in medical school and residency, science seemed so much saner, more rational, and more just than religion. By the time I graduated from my OB/GYN residency at Northwestern, I was fully indoctrinated into not just evidence-based medicine, but “The Northwestern Way.” Our way was better than Harvard. Our way was the most pure interpretation of only the purest science. I was so sure our way was THE WAY that I had the audacity to call a meeting of senior physicians at my first job after residence. Here I was, only 30 years old, challenging the medical practices of doctors twice my age, armed with articles from the medical literature proving that they were practicing bad medicine and I was here to save innocent women and children from their old fashioned, not cutting edge practices.
I was actually right, and they did finally change their practices about a decade later, but not until after I had made myself pretty insufferable with my certainty and arrogance.
Perhaps because I chose it myself rather than having it forced down my throat, it took much longer for medicine to break my heart. I had bought in- hook, line, sinker, fish. And the dogma started to come apart at its seams, revealing a lot of corruption and moral injury. I had not realized how much we as doctors were actually traumatizing the very people we were trying to cure, and when I did, I became suicidal with despair.
I told the whole story of why I left medicine in my book The Anatomy Of A Calling, so I won’t repeat myself here. But suffice it to say that after having left first the church and then conventional medicine, I was in a very vulnerable, suggestible state when I got swept up in my healing process in 2007 and got my first introduction to the New Age at Esalen Institute, where I took a writing workshop with Nancy Aronie that fundamentally changed my life.
Not until the pandemic did I get my heart spiritually broken again. While I never bought into the New Age wellness world with quite the fervor of my Northwestern fundamentalism, it did embrace me wholeheartedly when my book Mind Over Medicine came out in 2013. I was lonely and scared as a young mother and recent divorcee, and I found a sense of belonging in that world, even though I now realize it was a belonging rooted in unearned privilege, soiled with oppressive teachings and spiritual bypassing practices.
I can write about those three big heartbreaks quite rationally, but if I dive into the emotions, let me see if I can describe what happens in my system.
Initially, I feel ecstatic. I am love bombed into the dogma and it makes me feel special. I was the special good girl child of my mother’s fundamentalism with the solos in the church musicals and my mother’s beaming face when the whole congregation gave me standing ovations. I was the special Northwestern star practicing the best medicine on the planet because I had earned my way to the top with my discipline and brains. I was the New York Times bestselling author embraced by alternative medicine practitioners and those who frequent them as the doctor who was bringing science to what they intuitively knew all along.
I felt worthy, good enough, magical, chosen, inflated, superior, the cream of the crop. In other words, I got a narcissistic hit off the high that came in the honeymoon periods of these love affairs. But then the inevitable crash came when I the crash came and I realized I had been indoctrinated into a rigid, dogmatic belief system that was unkind, unhelpful, and fundamentally untrue. Then the emotions evoked were just the opposite. I felt ashamed, morally injured, deflated, unspecial, unchosen, unworthy. I felt hurt, betrayed, duped, tricked, and ultimately ashamed of myself for every evangelizing the dogma in ways that actually hurt myself and other people. Each time, those exile feelings brought up memories of childhood exploitation by a narcissistic mother and left me in the swamp of realizing that I was not unconditionally loved; I was very conditionally approved of- until I turned on the dogma and left the fold- and then my mother (and then the church, and then academia, and then New Agers) turned vicious. You then realize it was all a ruse. All these people who pretended to love you turn on a dime the minute you take a stand against the dogma that binds you and gives you that sense of ecstatic belonging.
And then you grieve, because you realize you’ve been betrayed. Those people never did love you in the first place. They only love bombed you because you were playing along with their agenda and not challenging the dogma. And then you do your IFS inner child work to comfort those lonely, sad, betrayed exiles and welcome back into the wholeness of your own love, compassion, and tenderness, letting them cry if they need to because their sadness is legit.
Then finally, I feel angry. I try not to blame myself and instead, I let that anger fuel my activism so I can do what’s within my power to stop others from experiencing the same kind of spiritual heartbreak (or medical heartbreak.) I feel less helpless when I actually find ways I can help others who have been systemically heartbroken or heartbroken by parents who approved of us for being good, compliant little girls and boys, rather than really loving us unconditionally and allowing us to individuate and become our own people.
I wrote about my latest spiritual heartbreak, calling out the oppression in the New Age and wellness world dogma in an unpublished manuscript I’ll be releasing on my Substack. The book is called Love Bigger: An Exploration Of Spirituality Without Spiritual Bypassing. You can subscribe to the Substack here. (But please don’t unsubscribe from this list if you subscribe there, or our system won’t ever let you register for any free or paid classes with us in the future.)
I’ll also be teaching a weekend workshop Spirituality Without Bypassing with IFS founder Dick Schwartz, PhD June 10-11. You can register here.
But I really want to hear about your own stories of spiritual heartbreak. I think it can help us heal to tell our stories and write them down, the way we do in our Memoir As Medicine class. We’re doing the third round of Memoir As Medicine starting June 28. Nancy Aronie and I will be delivering all new writing lessons for those who have taken the class before, but the gushing breakouts will stay gushy.
You can save your spot for Spirituality Without Bypassing here.
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