Kemila Zsange
Access your inner wisdomHypnotherapy & Counselling
It was a rainy early summer day — the perfect weather for wandering through museums and art galleries while traveling. My choice that day was the Palais des Beaux-Arts de Lille.
As usual, I didn’t bother with museum maps, brochures or audio guides. In a building like this, I prefer to meander and let my feet decide. And so, moving from one hall to another, I suddenly stopped. In the corner of an adjacent room, my eyes caught a whimsical painting.
It was Cameron’s second session. He returned to the office reporting a “successful” experience with his new girlfriend. Cameron didn’t have many questions when he first contacted me. He simply made a Saturday morning appointment. Because it was a weekend,...
“Forget Me Not” is the name of a flower. I don’t know why it’s named into one so easy to remember yet almost poetic, but the moment you hear it, you won’t forget it. Of course, I heard the name in Chinese first: ????
Even though it’s an unforgettable name, I never knew what it looked like until 2005.
I was fresh and new in the country of Canada. I had a boyfriend who I had met back in China. He is a French. My early years of new immigrant life were spent between Canada and China, and France and Switzerland, where he had homes. On top of our mutual interest in travelling which had originally brought us together, in those early years of my new immigrant life when I was supposed to be physically more in Canada (1095 days out of 4 years in Canada to apply for citizenship), we met up in Burma, Vietnam, Nepal, Bhutan, Mexico, and Peru. You may wonder why I had bothered to immigrate to Canada when I was developing a stable relationship with a French person.
Many words in English can be interpreted in many ways.
A client I’ll call Jasmine had been working on her Instagram content for a while. Living nomadically as a chef, Instagram worked perfectly for her lifestyle. Her goal was to attract followers and engagement and then eventually monetize her work with brands to earn a living doing what she was passionate about.
As with any business, at times, Jasmine felt discouraged and lost. When things were not moving, money was not there. She started questioning what she was doing and whether she should continue. But before she quit, she had this idea to talk with a hypnotherapist, to get validation about whether quitting was a good idea.
Eight months later, another newly certified hypnotherapist who is also my client reported that after one of our sessions, she had a chain of physiological responses. This video is the answers to her follow-up questions.
It was towards the end of Janet’s fourth hypnotherapy session. We had a few more minutes for her to reorient herself fully and for me to tuck away her file before my next client showed up. Janet was about to stand up, and then she sat back down on the upright recliner. Still, in a trance-like state, she giggled, “It’s so funny now to think about the list of questions I brought with me.”
This morning, I found this piece I wrote in 2017 and decided to use it for this month’s blog post. I’m currently travelling in the Netherlands. I left the draft of this blog post on my computer screen and headed for Hilversum, today’s agenda. The moment I pulled my phone out to take a picture in the beautiful purple flower field, a dragonfly landed on my phone. I could not take a picture of my phone with a dragonfly on it when I needed it to take a picture. I called my partner. By the time he came, the dragonfly flew away. I sighed, but my partner asked me not to move. The cute dragonfly just flew up and landed on top of my hat. How synchronistic!
“Turn thoughts to thinking.” When this idea first came to me on one of those morning walks, it lit a light bulb in my head. Everything became crystal clear, including many ways I could use it to illustrate and explain how the mind works, or not.
Friday evening, 8:45 pm, I was still in the office, waiting for yet another client to show up. It was a long day, but my client sounded urgent when she called me at noon. She said she only needed one hour. I let her squeeze into my calendar.
Master Prayer –
Grant me the serenity,
to allow the things I am choosing;
the courage,
to release the things that are not mine;
and the wisdom,
to know the difference.
