Kemila Zsange
Access your inner wisdomHypnotherapy & Counselling
First published in 1947 and then translated into more than seventy languages, Anne Frank’s diary has been known worldwide for many decades. We all have heard of it. But honestly, I never felt compelled to read it, imagining there might be more hype and political importance than an actual good book.
Wanted to share the good news with you, at the time I was starting to lose hope, but I was finally able to locate Emily. Amazing how things work out.
Elenore was 21 years old. “What would you like to explore in the past life regression?” I asked. Elenore was obviously using her bed as the “comfortable place” I had suggested she use to help relax her mind.
Elenore said there was nothing really burning. It was mostly curiosity.
A new client today asked me, before leaving the office, “Do you always use the same words in your sessions?” After seeing a puzzled look on my face, he explained, “I mean, you used the word God a few times...
The stupidity doesn’t lie in what you did, but in calling yourself stupid.
Is the path we haven’t traveled better or worse? It’s a decision we make in our minds. As a physical being, we can only choose one path at a time. Therefore, it’s always wise to decide the path I have chosen, or I will choose, is the best one.
Brenda’s Teardrop is her ego. The ego is the mind-made entity that consists of a bundle of thoughts that occur frequently. In the bundle of thoughts are all the things that we’ve identified with ourselves – job positions, relationships, accomplishments, disappointments, our successes and failures, what other people think of us, all those thoughts form in the mind. They come together and congregate in a bundle. These congregated bundles of recurring thoughts become the place where we derive our sense of self. It is a story-based entity – The Me and my story. And the story is called “My Life”. My life becomes a mental construct. The way we interpret memories.
I had a Skype session with a client during my travels in Venice Italy. It took me some extra time to get everything ready as connecting to the Internet didn’t go smoothly. I was six minutes late for the online appointment.
But finally I was on. I was glad. And my client seemed to be relieved too. So I said sorry, I didn’t mean to be late. I was about to tell her about the hard time that I had sorting out the wi-fi connection in Italian.
This is probably going to be the shortest blog I’ve posted, because, well, the title speaks for itself.
While I’m feeling “Baby, it’s warm inside”, I sometimes experience a little chill with my clients, when they are afraid to move forward because they feel guilty about something within themselves.
They feel that they need to feel guilty to keep themselves in check, as if “If I don’t feel guilt, I may run a mock.”
I’m a therapist, I’m not a philosopher. The wellbeing of each individual, especially those who make their way to my practice, is what I care about. So here we go with this wonderful, seeming noble idea of guilt:
Wanda told me she felt blocked and therefore stuck in life, even though she has multiple talents and interests. She has done a lot of inner work, including some “spiritual work deep into the self”, where she found some emotional triggers. She went to see a counsellor who used the emotional triggers to attempt to take her back in time…
That was when Wanda “hit a wall” – “I couldn’t get any further. I couldn’t get past the wall.” She told me.
A wall! “How do you know there was a wall?” I asked Wanda. My alarm went off. If there were nothing to hide, disallow, shame, or protect, there wouldn’t be any need for a wall.
