A WINNING SESSION

Sometimes I forget the goodness I do as a Repatterning practitioner. Fear and “compare-despair” show up and I think I have to have more training, or better credentials, or the reassurance of scholarly articles about psychology, quantum physics or metaphysics.

Today I’d like to revisit the simple basics of what we all are privileged to do as students, practitioners and teachers of Resonance Repatterning.

This is a story about Nellie (not her real name) and just one session.

Nellie walked in my door bringing a powerhouse of energy and chatter. In our initial conversation I learned that she had read, studied and experienced many kinds of traditional and complementary therapies. In fact, she had just retired as a social worker running a rape crisis center.

I wondered if and how I could be of help to this experienced therapist.

Nellie had been feeling increasingly depressed.

As we went into her earlier experiences, seeking the core “seed moment” limiting belief and emotional memory imprint, I learned that she was an incest survivor. Plus there were many kinds of addictions and abuse going back for several generations in her family. She knew all their stories.

What she didn’t know was how she had compensated for this as a child – by becoming a people pleaser in an effort to ward off the abuse. She learned to laugh it away, escaping the pain of disapproval when she didn’t go along with the family’s dysfunctional norms.

Her excessive laughter was part of the mask that hid the pain of being abused and devalued. She had spent a lifetime rescuing others who had the same kinds of pain, without every fully healing her own.

What her heart really longed for, we discovered, was a gentle loving father. She was drawn to a nearby Quaker church but didn’t go because she feared her husband wouldn’t approve. Of course, it was her old limiting belief kicking in; only in her imagination did he disapprove.

In the session, we shifted her resonance from the chaos of abuse and addiction, to resonance with the gentle loving spirit she sought. By the time her session was complete, a more truthful and calmer persona had emerged.

She wrote a week later that she had reconnected with the Quaker church, was meditating regularly and awaking each day, no longer depressed, but with a sense of excitement.

This social worker couldn’t believe that so much change had come about as the result of just one session.

And I thought: all I really did was give her permission to be her own true self.

Maybe that’s all we’re meant to do. Help people escape from the painful errors of their limiting beliefs and step into the higher truth of who they really are.

That, and tell these stories of hope to others.

Do you have a winning session story?  Write it up—If you’d like, I’d be happy to help you get it posted.

Gail Glanville

Delray Beach FL

401 654 1565