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No hope, more life

No hope, more life

Fuzzy Red Boots
The most effective way I’ve found, even to this day, to regain some of my self-confidence and self-mastery lies in the experiential understanding of my disempowering emotions. The psycho-emotional erosion they have inflicted on my psyche manifests clearly somewhere in the body, and the moment of therapeutic re-experiencing is a surgical process designed to occur precisely without the soothing power of anesthesia. I feel different parts of my body ache intensely; usually the liver, in severe cases the centre of the chest (heart and lungs), but statistically most often it’s the back, right behind the thorax (heart, shoulder blades) that gets triggered. In extreme moments, I spontaneously whisper, “I feel frozen.” Exactly that. I am completely frozen, incapable of understanding what is happening without awareness of what it’s about. This…
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How To Leave Your Teacher

How To Leave Your Teacher

Fuzzy Red Boots
In my life, I have had many teachers, people who took me from the point where we met to guide me to critical turning points; where everything I knew about myself had to be forged in fire that either it dissolved, evaporated within the intensity of the fire of the cosmic chaos that birthed it, or it integrated its essence into my core, granting the sense of a perfect rebirth of soul and body, tempering a quality of Consciousness within me so profound that all I could do afterwards was move forward with ineffable strength and grace. I find it harder to part with them than to discover them. I recognize the signs, yet I hesitate to close the circle. For, on one level, every teacher-student relationship is a place…
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Who Would We Be Without Our Fate?

Who Would We Be Without Our Fate?

Fuzzy Red Boots
Every time I realise, through a process of deep immersion into my innermost issues, that yet another one of my issues is not exactly mine, that I carry it as a dowry from some ancestor, or my mother or father, I tend to get angry, feel irritated or hurt. I often spoke of a “curse” that follows me, no matter what I do, how I do it, or where I do it. And this conclusion is always accompanied by a sense of suffocation underlying in a verbal reclamation of my “I can’t take this anymore,” or “I don’t deserve this anymore.” And in most healing sessions I’ve done with others, I have seen time and again this rule proven, as a universal dynamic that seems to apply. Many, perhaps most,…
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