Pushed away: Daisies
“I'd rather be sour on my own than pleasant in company.”
It holds people at arm's length with a cynicism that has grown comfortable, refuses joy in a way that shows up in the body as much as the mood, and turns down the sacred and the tender with the same gesture. A mother who deprived and denigrated supplied both halves of it, the going-without and the low opinion, and the two have been reinforcing each other ever since without either being examined. What it asks for is one pleasant hour in company that is not paid for afterwards in commentary.
It echoes Egill in his last years, half blind by the fire, mocked in his own kitchen, taking his silver out to scatter it and watch people scrabble in the dirt for it. The form implies a task: to notice how much of the scattering is a request for company.
- Essence
- The Unallotted
- Rule
- I was given very little and thought even less of, and I have agreed with both.
- Substance / Activity
- Daisies
- Archetype
- Egill Skallagrimsson
- Emotional theme
- Deprivation and low opinion reinforcing one another
- Behavioural pattern
- Cynical separativeness; joy-avoidance carried in the body; rejection of the feminine and of the sacred
- Family dynamic
- Severely depriving and denigrating mother
- Core wound
- I was given very little and thought even less of, and I have agreed with both.
- Exit
- One pleasant hour in company, not paid for afterwards in commentary.
What is the "Pushed away: Daisies" pattern?
It holds people at arm's length with a cynicism that has grown comfortable, refuses joy in a way that shows up in the body as much as the mood, and turns down the sacred and the tender with the same gesture. A mother who deprived and denigrated supplied both halves of it, the going-without and the low opinion, and the two have been reinforcing each other ever since without either being examined. What it asks for is one pleasant hour in company that is not paid for afterwards in commentary.
What does "Pushed away: Daisies" sound like when it shows up?
I'd rather be sour on my own than pleasant in company.
What is the archetypal form of "Pushed away: Daisies"?
It echoes Egill in his last years, half blind by the fire, mocked in his own kitchen, taking his silver out to scatter it and watch people scrabble in the dirt for it. The form implies a task: to notice how much of the scattering is a request for company.
This is a pattern. Not a verdict.
It appears in many lives.