The year was 1907. Isabel lived in a small mountain house with her parents and three older brothers. Her father didn’t like her because she was a girl. “Girls are useless” her father would say. Her three brothers helped their father logging. The oldest brother took on the same attitude toward her as their father. Isabel only felt comfortable with her mother and two younger brothers.
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.
It was through my brother, as always, that I heard the news of my mother’s hospitalization. On WeChat, he said it happened after midnight. An ambulance took her to the hospital.
As usual, I read it, and marked it as “Okay I hear you”. I didn’t want to ask all those detailed questions that would burden my already stressed out brother. I let him talk, when and what and how. And I said, “Okay I hear you.”
Upon arrival for her appointment, I asked what she’d like to work on. Navneet said she felt lonely, and that she had a fear of being alone. Five years ago she broke up with her boyfriend. Ever since then she didn’t have much success finding a partner. There are trust issues. She doesn’t feel safe.
“One reason I love what I do is that I still get surprised at what comes up in a session, no matter how much I think I know.” As Clara was getting ready to settle into the hypnosis part of our session, for past life regression, I said to her, “For example, someone would come to see me for fear of water, it’s easy to assume that this person was drowned to death in another lifetime; or someone has a fear of height, it’s easy to assume this person died in another life from falling. Many times it was so, but sometimes it was not so, and then when the regression ends, it would all make sense, in a very different way.”
On Tomoko’s way out, I mentioned to her, “As you know, since you found me online, I sometimes write about my cases on my blog, when I have time to do so. I feel your story is write-worthy. Do I have your permission to write about your story? There won’t be…”
“Yes yes yes, of course.” Tomoko didn’t let me finish. I meant to say, “There won’t be any identifiable information on my blog.”
She went on, “You can write anything about it. Actually, I will write about it myself!”
Valentine’s Day is a time of love, a time when people express their love to one another. It can also sometimes be when they reflect on the relationship they have or would like to have. A common question people often ask themselves is “how much am I loved in a relationship?” But is this a useful question? Following are two little stories that that offer some perspective.
My hypnotherapy practice tagline is “Access Your Inner Wisdom”. It’s based on the fact that we all have the inner solutions and wisdom to tap into.
A person can come into my practice presenting an issue, according to their conscious mind, like changing a habit, tackling an emotion, resolving a pattern… that is perceived from the conscious mind, which thinks, analyzes, rationalizes, and has short-term memories.
They come to see a hypnotherapist because they believe to find the cause of the problem, or solution, they need to go inside to their subconscious mind – the mind that created the problem and holds the solution.
Chelsea is an illustrator. She recently had a very “terrible breakup” that “triggered her major depression and anxiety attacks”. She cried everyday for two months. She couldn’t continue working so she took a whole month off to heal, so that she could function.
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.
Who’d think that I’d work on the New Year’s Day? No me. But I had forgotten to block my online calendar, which has become a public space online, for that day off. Or maybe I simply assumed that nobody would want to book a hypnotherapy session on this day, therefore didn’t bother.
Obviously that was not the case for Heather and Linda.
So it was too late. Surprise! I found that on the New Year’s Day, I had to work.
Both of them indicated that they wanted a Past Life Regression. So on this first day of a new year, before moving forward in time, two women want to go back, to view what they were.