Laughing and the color Red

“You need to laugh” she said, as I lay there barely able to breathe, bandages tightly wrapped around my chest.
“You’ve got to be kidding me. There’s no way,” I said weakly.
She continued checking what I needed. Then she looked at my other sisters sitting there and told them, “She needs the color red” …

In Resonance Repatterning©, we do some powerful modalities. Are they hard or complicated? Do you need special training to be able to do them? My sister and I had been taking Resonance Repatterning© classes. Had we learned enough to really help me through a tough time?

I’d just had major surgery – a mastectomy for breast cancer. The day after  surgery, I could not keep down even ice chips. I could barely stay awake. They said it’s because my body is having a reaction to the anesthesia.

…. My 2nd sister jumped up and started running around the room looking for something red. Then everyone was looking for red things. I began snickering. Suddenly, she grabbed a crayon from her daughter and told me to stick it in my nose. I burst out laughing. 

Well, there’s my laughing modality, I thought. I was feeling better… but I was not done yet.  My sister doing the muscle checking said to me, “You need an ECR”…

An ECR or Energy Constriction Release is pretty much just like it sounds – releasing energy that is constricted in the body. Identifying the feeling holding the energy stuck is the key.

…She muscle checked where the constricted energy was being held, and then, she held her hand near my armpit, by my breast. The exact spot where my lymph nodes had been removed. She looked at me and said, “Deby, it feels like a fan is blowing on my hand.”  After a couple minutes, she removed her hand. “It’s complete.”

I sat up in bed. The energy of everyone in the room was spiraling up. The urine from my catheter bag had been bright blue. Now, they noticed, it is bright green. Yellow and blue make green, right? The anesthesia had left my system! We were all ecstatic!

You might think my sister had years of experience giving sessions. The truth is my sister and I had been to only two basic classes. The fact is that we had not even been taught the ECR in class yet. She simply followed the directions. 

This is an example of how simple and yet powerful a session and the energizing options in Resonance Repatterning© can be.

Deby Youngquist

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