October 2013
One day, during a session of EMDR, I asked this question of Cary: If, at some time in the future, anxiety spikes for reasons that remain unclear, how will I remember to ask myself whether another detail, associated with traumatic fear, repressed within a subconscious pocket of my mind, is scaring me, again?
Then, before Cary could respond, this flash of insight flew out of my mind:
Oh—wait! From now on, I'll rely on intuition to kick in, alerting me to consider that possibly!
The uplifting nature of that insight offered my spirit such a profound sense of relief that, like a Phoenix rising from the ashes, the fires of existential freedom electrified my entire being until self trust took wing, and had a mirror been placed before me, the depth of my smile would surely have reflected the essence of soulful luminosity emanating from deep within my core where self empowered, inner strengths assured the wounded, little girl that, before too long, our mindful quest to heal the traumatized portion of our self esteem would meet with success …
In case you wonder if I'd taken extra care while choosing each and every word comprising that last train of thought, I'd say: Absolutely.
Then, if you'd like to know what propelled me to describe the depth of my impassioned reaction with such attention to detail, I'd reply: It's not often that an insight of that magnitude electrifies my mind—I mean, all we need do is shine a spotlight over those mind bending weeks, preceding and following Will's surgery, to see how that insight had served to highlight the improbability of my spirit's swift descent down that same, slippery slope, ever again …
Later that day, I mentioned this breakthrough to Angie, who said: Well, if you don't remember, what then?
At that, I smiled and replied: Then you 'll remind me, because that's what friends are for!
And once again our interchange created smiles on both sides.
Last part of thought #1 for today—
When people ask what compels me to write for hours, day after day, I reply:
If trains of thought, as complex as these, remain unexpressed and thus tightly compressed inside my mind, my head would surely explode :)
And since I'm still chuckling
Intuition suggests tabling thought #2 till tomorrow :)
One day, during a session of EMDR, I asked this question of Cary: If, at some time in the future, anxiety spikes for reasons that remain unclear, how will I remember to ask myself whether another detail, associated with traumatic fear, repressed within a subconscious pocket of my mind, is scaring me, again?
Then, before Cary could respond, this flash of insight flew out of my mind:
Oh—wait! From now on, I'll rely on intuition to kick in, alerting me to consider that possibly!
The uplifting nature of that insight offered my spirit such a profound sense of relief that, like a Phoenix rising from the ashes, the fires of existential freedom electrified my entire being until self trust took wing, and had a mirror been placed before me, the depth of my smile would surely have reflected the essence of soulful luminosity emanating from deep within my core where self empowered, inner strengths assured the wounded, little girl that, before too long, our mindful quest to heal the traumatized portion of our self esteem would meet with success …
In case you wonder if I'd taken extra care while choosing each and every word comprising that last train of thought, I'd say: Absolutely.
Then, if you'd like to know what propelled me to describe the depth of my impassioned reaction with such attention to detail, I'd reply: It's not often that an insight of that magnitude electrifies my mind—I mean, all we need do is shine a spotlight over those mind bending weeks, preceding and following Will's surgery, to see how that insight had served to highlight the improbability of my spirit's swift descent down that same, slippery slope, ever again …
Later that day, I mentioned this breakthrough to Angie, who said: Well, if you don't remember, what then?
At that, I smiled and replied: Then you 'll remind me, because that's what friends are for!
And once again our interchange created smiles on both sides.
Last part of thought #1 for today—
When people ask what compels me to write for hours, day after day, I reply:
If trains of thought, as complex as these, remain unexpressed and thus tightly compressed inside my mind, my head would surely explode :)
And since I'm still chuckling
Intuition suggests tabling thought #2 till tomorrow :)
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