What if Your Wounds Lead You To Your Purpose?

What if there really is a good reason for our emotionally painful life experiences? What if it was to prepare us for our journey to come?

At the cell level of my being I understand pain, fear (terror), resentment, loneliness and even envy of what others had and I did not. I use to think I was one of the most unfortunate souls to walk the earth, the mother of a child who died. While I once said giving birth to a baby was painful; I soon learned I would experience even harsher torture when I had to give Trevor back 25 years later.

When I did begin to investigate to find out why I couldn’t seem to find any emotional peace in my life I realized that the image of myself was all wrong for me. I didn’t belong there. I was better than that. I didn’t fit in the not so merry place of victimland where “Oh Woes Me” could be heard for miles. After a while I never really felt comfortable in that role and I somehow sensed there had to be more for me.  I recalled when I was a 16 year old mess my stepmother looked in my eyes, deeply, and said, “Cheryl, you are special.  Don’t ever forget that.”   I hung onto those words because I needed them for a lifeline from time to time, and they are the words I clung to when I decided to throw caution to the wind and find my own truth.

It was hard because I have a whole shitload of trauma and drama most people would never be able to lift out of. If you knew my complete story (and some of you reading do); you would all understand if I just packed up my bags and lived in self pain for the rest of my miserable life. YOU would be compassionate and understand, but I somehow felt there was better for me.

I had to get tough with myself. No more lying inside to attempt to make myself OR SOMEONE ELSE feel better. That didn’t work. No more lying and secrets, shame and stuffing. Time to get real. When I finally did GET IT I was pleasantly surprised to find my own Truth is actually very special. Who I am. What I am. And where I am going all became very clear to me. I know now I’ll never look back.

My new attitude doesn’t mean I don’t still hurt myself from time to time with my own human impulses.  And I can get just as reactive as the next guy (sometimes that show really looks ridiculous), but today I look at it like I make mistakes, but I am no longer ‘a’ mistake.  And I ignore set backs.

Sometimes the worst of the worst has to happen to us before we are ready to use available tools (and there are options for everyone when we look) to recover from trauma.

I learned I had to stop being a baby and to realize I am not the only suffering soul. There are people out there far worse off than me and when I open my eyes and see how much I really do have I immediately have emotional peace.

I should be more compassionate at times when I see the whining and crying over everyday minute solvable things; I realize it irritates me only because I was there too and perhaps I’m mad at myself for not understanding sooner.  Petty gossip to reduce your friend just about drives me around the bend. We don’t take responsibility anymore. Everything is everyone else’s fault or we are a victim of circumstances. What if you are suffering because you like to? Perhaps this is what your psyche is use to and so you keep doing it?

I suggest we are better than that, under the clutter. You (yes you!) are an amazing person with a potential for an amazing mission. Lift up out of the bowels of emotional despair and find your hero within.  When this is achieved I suspect you too will find your wounds actually do lead you to your exciting life purpose.  The walls will all come down and you’ll not only think outside of your old box, you’ll see there is no box at all!

That’s my message, that’s all. I don’t want to pick on anyone feeling down and out.  It would hurt me if I knew my message hurt someone who is feeling powerless right now. My intention for writing today holds two thoughts: 1. I like to share to inspire people up, and 2. I like to vent (sound out my passion) this way. I find it therapeutic. 🙂  If this did not suit your story that is fine too. ❤

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Cherylann Thomas, B.Sc.Crim, CH,t is a seasoned Clinical Hypnotherapist practitioner working out of Wesk Kelowna, BC Canada. She specializes in mental illness resolution including depression, anxiety, mood disorders, grief, loss, sexual abuse, childhood trauma.  Cherylann is trained using the latest therapeutic hypnotic techniques including suggestion, regression, PLRegression, Parts and Cords therapies for habits, loss and abandonment.

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I Put My Eyes Inside of Myself and Guess What I Found?

If you are open, or ready, you will hear me today 🙂  This is big.  And kinda deep.  Be forewarned you may find your own life’s question here today!

The Truth to everything I needed to know about myself was inside of me all along.  I just didn’t dare look.  Based on the harshness of my upbringing, and cruel tapes I continued to play regarding my horrible self (in my mind) how could I comfortably look inside of me without risking finding I am the devil incarnate or something worse?

After I closed my eyes, plugged my nose, and jumped in to myself, instead of finding Ted Bundy’s sister, I found a vision of beauty.  I found my core intentions are usually about a pure as they could get!  I see flaws, I see many mistakes, and when I put it into proportion to my story, I feel instant forgiveness!   Today when I look at myself I see more awesomeness than the bad stuff!  What I thought would be the most painful thing to do, ended up being the easiest ride I’ve had my entire life!  Easy, and addicting and healthy!

Sometimes investigating our feelings and behaviors is the hardest thing to do.  Our disturbance makes us feel moody, off balance, uncertain.  Soon enough the negative (dark) emotions overtake the good light and energy from our always decaying bodies.  They weigh heavy on our heart, spirit, soul, that we can hardly function sometimes.  Feelings can become a physical sickness if the root of the disturbance is never brought to light. It can be terminal by accident, homicide or suicide, or death by utter heartbreak.

Anger.  Fear.  Worry.  Guilt.  Shame.  Jealousy.  Envy.  Self loathing. Insecurity.  These are our enemies.  This is stress and anxiety right there.  These are our demons that have to be conquered to feel well emotionally.  And what do we do?  We keep feeding them.  We allow them to reside inside of ourselves for long periods of time.  The energy suckers just keep getting bigger and bigger creating havoc and conflict and covering up our actual strong, beautiful, amazing selves.

Some people think our emotions are impossible to be rid of because they are a part of our being, our core.  And some say I am asking too much.   The nay-sayers swear emotions are created by something not in their control.  Serotonin or a person did it too us.  Not so grasshopper, not so.  If you can imagine the worst, the way you are, you can imagine the best!  You have always had full control but no one ever told you that.  They said you were sick, or a hopeless sinner.  They judged you with their vivid imagination.  And you allowed your imagination to see the same bullshit someone else told you was wrong.  Your thinking, feelings, emotions…all learned imaginary beliefs, or made up by yourself.

Our God-given purity is so encased in negative and disruptive emotions we hardly know our true selves anymore.  We begin to act out.  Alcohol, pot, and anti-depressant abuse takes over until our brains are so nicely flat-lined, we just don’t care anymore.  We become apathetic to our living situations. Our hell.  We get use to it.  It becomes as real as anything solid to us.  My message is that we are held back only by our limited belief systems.  Me…you…all of us are in this together.  Most of us have indulged in the feel-good quick fix, am I lying?

If we learned how to deal with our troubling emotions, and allowed ourselves to be completely honest, we would all be walking around free with a heart full of passion and a head full of gratitude instead of all of this stress and anxiety.

I want you to do something (please).  Take your most troublesome emotion.   Name one.  Look closely at what it is, and what it means.  Do you own it or is it a lie you have accepted into yourself?  For example, if you are walking around with a heavy heart of guilt, or shame, put it up to the light of day and take a good hard look at it.  Do you own that?  Do you deserve a lifetime of self-abuse because you are to be ashamed of yourself, or guilty for some infraction during your life?  Did you do it deliberately?  Is it something you can change?  Was your intention to harm some one or some thing?  If not, what, exactly, are you holding onto the shame or guilt for???

Are you filled with fear and anxiety?  What is going on there I wonder?!  Look inside, you know it, you remember everything.  Once you find the Truth in the emotion your symptoms will diminish instantly because you will know exactly what to do to ‘solve’ the problem, or you may there is nothing to do about it at all.  Inside of your true core self you will find you are innocent, safe, and in control of everything, and the renewed power feels GREAT!

When you finally allow the truth to surface in the face of your feelings, you will be AMAZED at how beautiful, and wonderful, the Truth really is!  You were never suppose to give up!  The subject is even crazy to consider, isn’t it?  If you are so foreign to the rest of us humans and you care to punish yourself forever that is another matter.  Then you have to go inside and find out why you beat yourself so harshly for your human frailties.  Sure, figure out what it is you need to change about yourself.  Admit it.  Own it.  And now stop it.  Done.  It really is that simple, and you really do have that much control over yourself.  Have you given yourself life for this infraction?  Is that appropriate?   We are but a sum of learned thinking and feeling.  We are better than whatever that looks and feels like.

Through the ages we have been brainwashed by either pharmaceutical commercials or religious organizations to believe we have no control over our emotional or physical well being.  That God or drugs will save us, nothing else.   I am saying we are trained, generation before generation since the beginning of time that we are NOT to depend on our own good common sense!  We are sinners!  We are Sick!  Only GOD or Effexor will bring you back to life, depending on your belief system.   The trouble is, these are lies for most of the population in emotional trouble!   Our very own girl (or boy) inside is pure, healthy, fit, powerful, confident, and in control of everything.   Not only that, we are really filled with love, compassion and JOY!  In every generation before us higher powers have tried (and really succeeded didn’t they?) to take our gift of free will (control over selves) away in the name of power, control, money.  W to believe in something other than ourselves and that is the worst mistake a spirit can make…believing it!

The more lies, secrets, shame we stuff, the more we lose of that better part of ourselves.   The more we lose our light.

Let’s look at another emotion you may be harboring, driving yourself crazy with.  Anger.  I was once told by a mentor of mine, years ago, that any anger I hang onto, is anger at myself and myself alone.  I said that makes no sense.  Someone did me wrong, robbed me, and I can be angry, right?  She said, “Right.”  For a minute.  Then you deal with it, talk about it, get it out in the open – or end something you have no control over.  Anything after that is you, and you need to see what you are so mad at yourself for.  Chances are it will be something like you picked him, or stayed too long, or didn’t speak up, or could have moved and didn’t…you get my meaning.  All emotions belong solely to the beholder.  Think about the last time you were angry for a long period of time at someone, or some situation.  It stuck to you like a stickly black toxic poison and you allowed it to stay a while.  I’ll tell you why.  You did something wrong and were mad at yourself.  Done.  Owning your stuff is the key to ending the free rent for enemy feelings.  The next thing to do is forgive yourself and decide to do it even better next time.  Learn, let go, live.  We are born to make mistakes, we are not A mistake!

But you see here is the problem:  Many of us were raised in situations that created negative tapes in our heads.  We learned to play these tapes, over and over and over in our own little vulnerable minds, beating the living life out of ourselves, because of these messages we learned to think, “I am stupid.”  “I am ugly.”  “I am too ____.”  or my favorite of all, “I am _____,”.  Name your judgment because that is all it is…a learned judgment.  They are not facts.  They have no power because they are not real.  They are the figment of the imagination, typically brought on by an experience, an outside judgment, or a series of experiences that made our minds add one and one and come up with something not true.  And then we feed that to oblivion sometimes.

Today is a good day to take a peek at what is really going on inside.  Pull out any emotion you choose, and decide you are done feeling it.  Look at it carefully, examine all sides.  If it is yours, do something about it.  If it is not yours, or if it is not a proven fact, shift your imagination to something else.  Something better for yourself.  It all starts with a new thought, the seed of everything.

Wishing everyone reading this love, peace and light.

Cherylann Thomas

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Are You Driving Yourself Insane?

Warning: This article is graphic and may have triggers for some.

The most seriously mentally ill win the award for the best vivid imaginations.  They can conjure up all sorts of thoughts and ideas in their heads that are absolute nonsense, B.S. not proven, not even validated a little bit.  And yet we all, at one time or another, allow self-defeating thoughts to enter our consciousness, roll around and around as if it is the Truth, making it the Truth with added imaginary thoughts to confirm our righteousness in our lying positions.  There are degrees of mental illness, depending on the severity of the lies we try to hold onto.

This is personal for me.  When my only child, Trevor, died at the young age of 25, my imagination almost drove me to the brink of madness, if it didn’t once or twice (or too many times to count) in the years that followed his accident.  Where was he?  Did he go to hell?  He wasn’t a Christian and I know he was quite anti-religion period.  So, what does this mean for his future in death?  You can imagine my horror.  A mother is a mother unto eternity and she will always have the intuitive need to protect her young, even in death.

How can I go on knowing, based on all of my biblical and religious training, that Trevor was burning in hell!?  His car accident involved fire; lots of fire, 80% of his body was burned — what did I allow that little smidget of information about the accident do to my imagination?  You can only guess.  Finally, I went so far down the imaginary road of hell I actually believed for a while that I killed my son through my woeful anti-motherly neglect.

I allowed myself to remember every single parental infraction – that time I went off the deep end on him – and that look on his face, like he was slapped or something, was to haunt me forever now.  I worked too hard, went to school at night.  Belonged to every political and community organization that would have me.  I wasn’t there for Trevor.  He grew up to be killed over my early neglect.  More fantastical thoughts came and I let them buggers have a seat and get comfortable in the confines of my vulnerable mind too.  It was a party, complete with lots and lots of booze and pills to numb the fantasy when it got too much.

Soon, my imagination gave way to a complete emotional breakdown.  There was no where else to go.  Insanity, or death. That was it for me.  I was weaning off of anti-depressant, anti-anxiety, and even anti-psychotic drugs because I knew by then my life was a wasteland and not moving forward with them.  I didn’t want to feel drugged anymore.

In avoiding pain, I accumulated more of it.

Suddenly, clear thinking now, everything I had stuffed for almost five years came at me like a tidal wave.  My son was dead all over again.  My marriage ended in my oblivion, We lost access to our grandson.  We gained custody of our granddaughter. I was going bankrupt. Life was an utter mess and I was left to deal with it, chemical free.  The emotional pain was too much to bear, friends. And I made the decision to end it.  I could not tolerate the mental torture going on in my mind one more minute.  My thoughts literally drove me to insanity.

I chose death.

That fateful night I swerved hard-right onto a mountain wall speeding at 110 kmph (about 75 mph I think).  There was nothing but my car embedded into the mountain and me, as I was removed by emergency crews.  I was in shock, trying to comprehend a completely totaled car, and not a mark on my body or ache to my bones.  I didn’t tell the emergency crew who showed up in complete disbelief that I was alive, that I saw an angel in my steering wheel at the moment of impact.  The angelic face was as clear as the wall that I smashed into.

Everything made sense to me in that split second, that moment of impact.  I knew my time was not up.  No one goes until it is their time, and this was not it for me.

I suddenly had a mission.

I didn’t even stay in the hospital for much of a psychiatric evaluation (3 days mandatory I think).  I wanted to get home and get to work.  I had to completely destroy those drugs and get help.  I had to be honest with someone.  I killed my son and I needed to be punished out right, or just let me go. (Don’t ask, this is the stuff that was in my head.)  I knew I was at the bottom and there was no where else to go except up.  I said these very words to myself, “If I have to live, I insist on living in peace!”

I decided to start with hypnotherapy because I knew it was a stress relieving therapy, if nothing else, and I was filled to the rim with stress.  Little did I know that I would find myself in those 14 sessions.  I learned who I was, and more importantly, what I was doing to myself. The abuse I managed to give and take (from myself) was more than most people could bear.  I was allowing my imagination to be the Truth, when it was full of lies, judgments, misconceptions, ignorance, and being naive to the power of my own ability to drive myself insane.

My imagination got me into this mess, it also got me out!

So what is the Truth that set me free?  In the safety of hypnosis my therapist had me imagine Trevor was standing in front of me.  What would he say to me, regarding his upbringing?  Is it possible he would hug me? She had me imagine the words Trevor would speak, because I knew him the best, she said.   I sat and listened, …and the words he would have said came to me.  Wonderful love and support and compassion filled my head.  I was given my freedom back.  Imagining the Truth, the real Truth, brought me home.  I allowed my imagination to imprison me, punish me, and almost execute me.  Now I was using my imagination to understand the Truth.

In fact, my love for Trevor is the Truth.  The only truth that matters at all.  And my knowledge of his love for me is the same Truth.  There is no way my son would reject me, so I allowed myself to stop imagining he would.  My own worst case situation was a lying fantasy all along.

And hell finally left me alone.  Feelings of fear, worry, guilt, shame, anger, resentment, all receded, and were replaced with forgiveness, compassion and love.  Now, to me, only love is real.  Everything else is my enemy.  I seek out the Truth in all of my emotions, and every time, every single time, I win again.

We use our imaginations to scare ourselves to insanity, or death.  Now search for your Truth just by using your imagination to find it.  Believe in yourself.  Your good self.  Your real self.  Stop feeding the lies, and encourage the Truth in your own mind; it is what will not only allow you to survive, but thrive.

“That which can be destroyed by Truth, should be.” P.C. Hodge.

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What If You Didn’t Worry?

What If You Didn’t Worry?

A lecturer when explaining stress management to an audience,
Raised a glass of water and asked ‘How heavy is this glass of water?’

Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g.

The lecturer replied, ‘The absolute weight doesn’t matter.
It depends on how long you try to hold it.

If I hold it for a minute, that’s not a problem.

If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my right arm.

If I hold it for a day, you’ll have to call an ambulance.

In each case, it’s the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.’

He continued,

‘And that’s the way it is with stress management.

If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later,

As the burden becomes increasingly heavy,

We won’t be able to carry on. ‘

‘As with the glass of water,

You have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again.”

The lecturer went on, but I would like to add that the burdens most of us keep, unnecessarily in most cases, are worry, fear, guilt, shame, anger, resentment, jealousy and envy. Those are our enemies. Those are our real heavies.

Negative thought leads to negative feelings that, if not tended to as soon as possible, can sit so long they become deeply painful emotions.  And we all know by now that deeply painful emotions lead to pain in our bodies.  We walk around so stressed and full of anxiety it is no wonder our physical bodies hurt!

Sometimes, the hardest thing in the world to do is to analyze and come to terms with our own feelings. We are so use to Secrets, Stuffing, Shame…the S word enemies and recipe for depression. But once you see what it is you must see; and deal with what you must deal with, you will be amazed at how strong, confident, in control (of everything) you are and feel as your just reward!

YES YOU CAN!  Imagine it.  Have it.

Cherylann

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Curing Mental Illness

Curing Mental Illness

Had a great conversation with someone I consider to be a wonderful mentor Rob Hadley.  It is amazing what he is doing with his clinic, Vancouver Hypnotherapy.  Rob is also the owner of Harlequin, a hypnosis show he does for entertainment purposes for Dry Grad programs around the province.

But hypnosis and hypnotherapy are so much more than entertainment. It is a powerful process designed to help clients get to the root of what is disturbing them emotionally.

Rob and I are on the same page when it comes to matters of mental illness. We both believe other forces are at work within a person, than a vague promise that one has a chemical imbalance, in fact, the idea of the reduction of Serotonin as the culprit for instability is so disputed now, they don’t even bring it up anymore in most educated cases.

People have been hypnotized into believing something beyond their control is responsible for their extreme emotions, feelings of panic, unknown fear, a pending doom sensation. Sometimes the disturbance is very unnerving and scary with voices and hallucinations. I call it a disturbance, but is it really?

The pharmaceutical company’s propaganda has worked well: “You need these drugs because you have a chemical imbalance, just like a diabetic needs insulin, you need a pill.” And we listened to that! And we believed it without one thought to the real fact that you can get tested for diabetes and the insulin will show improvement. There is no such test for the chemical they say we lack in our brains for heaven’s sake! How on earth do we buy into that? Consider the marketing. The commercials, “Have you been feeling down, loss of interest in activities, ask your doctor….” And we all know when you go to the doctor you are going to get a drug. They have nothing else for us.

Our intense upsetting feelings, in my opinion, are signals from our unconscious mind, trying to break through the conscious mind, the critical mind, to tell us something.   Have you ever had a ‘feeling’ you should do something, or not do something, and went ahead and did it anyway only to regret it?  That was your smart unconscious mind talking to you!  We maybe need to deal with something by tending to ourselves gently and compassionately.   Learning the art of self-care is the most powerful talent you can do for yourself, especially after a loss, or a trauma, until you gain your composure back.

Or perhaps our unconscious mind is telling us we are lying to ourselves, keeping a disturbing secret to protect ourselves, or someone else. Recently psychologists are theorizing that shame is the seed of all depression.  Whatever label you want to give for sadness, loneliness, loss of interest, lethargic…I see people lifting out of even the most serious of ‘mental illness’ when they approach it with entirely different eyes.

Whatever is going on, we may not know in the conscious mind, but trust me, your unconscious mind knows the truth and is waiting for your conscious mind to catch up. Our unconscious mind is our best friend. It is us, as perfect beings the way we were born. And she doesn’t like drugs!

If we let negative events and situations control us, and we let these feelings sit and fester for a prolonged period of time, we are bound to feel the weight of it physically after a while. If our stress is so great, and we do not take care of ourselves, it will get worse. Does that make any sense to anyone else?

It is a well known fact that stress attacks our organs, including skin. If we hold onto such feelings for any length of time, feelings of emotional instability will set in, and that emotional stress/pain will begin to attack your organs.  Where do you feel your stress in the body when you are stressed? In the chest? Stomach? Head? That is where the energy is attacking your body and you will get sick in that area if left neglected.

The Similarities Between Anti-Depressant Medication and Heroin.

Anti-depressants can work for a while. After a time, it’s a physical addiction. Let’s not mince words. No more hiding. Just like heroin, psychiatric medication works for a while and then more often than not it becomes more of a problem, than solution.

As soon as one feels upset it seems the quickest and easiest answer is to take a drug to inhibit the emotional response of the brain. Why are we allowing this? For the most part we wouldn’t go out and take heroin if we fell sad.  I know I never started heroin because I feared that after one ‘hit’ (or whatever they call it) I would be addicted.  I did not consider how addicting psychiatric drugs can be!

Have you looked up the side affects to your brain medication lately? People tend to gloss over the serious warnings as if they are not even there. They don’t care. They are either apathetic by now, or in their mind the drugs are working for them because whenever they stop the symptoms re-appear, sometimes even worse than before.  Lives are not ‘improved’ on any psychiatric drug. They are not designed to cure. They are designed to cover our feelings up.

An alcoholic who abstains from alcohol for years and suddenly starts again find their alcoholism symptoms are magnified drastically and drink even more than they did when they stopped years before.  If we cover up our feelings with any kind of substance, including legal prescription drugs, the symptoms will come back like a tidal wave when you stop the drug.  So, people choose to stay on heroin until they die, or are institutionalized.  People are choosing to stay mentally ill, and on doctor ordered medication, rather than deal with the tidal wave of emotions that comes when we are suppose to deal with something.

Perhaps the general public is not keenly aware that the same kinds of side affects are found in people withdrawing from anti-depressants and anti-psychotics. Increased risks of suicide and murder are just one nasty thing to watch out for when you decide to stop taking the drugs. Emotions are extremely prickly when we stop taking our psychiatric medication and the degrees of severity depends on how much you are taking, and for how long.

It’s ugly, and the saddest part of all is that all too often people believe they are chronically mentally ill after they try to come off of their legal prescription drugs. I’ve heard time and time again in my practice that they need the relief, because every time they came off their life fell apart. I know. I know all about it, it happened to me. Along with six psychiatric labels and no less than 19 different types of serious brain drugs I know how long it takes to get your brain back to the way it was suppose to be before the chemicals.

It took me a full year to feel back to balance after the drugs the doctors had ordered for my mental wellness.  A full year of hell, I might add. But I pushed through. I told a friend what I was doing. I was very careful. After I knew I was fully weaned i went for help by seeing a Clinical Hypnotherapist in White Rock. I engaged in 14 sessions and my life has never been the same since that time. I found myself. I found my inner power in hypnosis. I found God again in hypnosis. I learned how to deal with the eventual emotions we all feel from time to time, and I learned to never let them run wild again.  My rewards for finally taking care of myself continue to astonish me.  I am free!  I am alive!  I am at peace.

Life is going to happen with or without me drugged up. I can get a grip. I got a grip. I won’t keep secrets that matter anymore either. It gets me in trouble sometimes, but I’ve never felt stronger. I’m passionate about my message and I have good reason to be. And I’m excited that after years of NO passion, YOU CAN HAVE IT ALL BACK TOO!

But Schizophrenics are VERY SICK and need the drugs for safety!!!

Rob and I were talking about schizophrenia and how this ‘mental illness’ is only known as a disease in North America. In Africa, Rob suggests, people with schizophrenia are honored, and give information that the people believe as information from the spirit world. It is only in North America (or was it western world, Rob?) where we treat emotional imbalances as a sickness.

What if extreme signals such as auditory voices, visions, heightened vision, hearing, and feeling power, are really a spiritual emergency of some kind? What if we, a society who is based on science, are actually covering up something very beautiful with drugs?

What if the western world has it all wrong, and here we are, drugging to escape what our ancestors have had to feel and deal with drug free for millions of years?

I believe that it’s almost criminal to sell the idea that feelings of deep sadness, panic, fear, etc. are a sickness, and that is the ONLY information we are getting from our government…completely dis-empowering the weak even more.

Of course my first suggestion for help is to find a clinical hypnotherapist in your area who is trained in Regression and Parts Hypnotherapy.  The change in you will amaze you!  I am offering Skype Hypnotherapy Services to people who cannot find one in their area.

If you cannot afford hypnotherapy, I will suggest finding other ways to get to the root of what is bothering you so deeply in any way you can.  Find a support group, or find a drug free mental health organization who can help.  Help is out there, but we have to open our eyes to find it.

Conclusion

Please help me share the message that our government has to open up its’ eyes and see that the drug solution has become the problem. We need more help for people in despair! We have all of the resources and tools to help people in severe emotional pain, and yet all we do is feed them another pill. It’s a disgrace what we are doing to our people by ignoring all other treatment options besides medicating. . I don’t buy that answer for help anymore.  Have I changed your mind at all?