Kemila Zsange
Access your inner wisdomHypnotherapy & Counselling
How many times do you click on a video link and find your own name being sung into a beautifully made song?
Well, it happened to me once. It was a surprise to find my name in a catchy, fun, and upbeat song, produced by bthemothion. The singer-songwriter Ian knows how to sum me up with that line.
The stupidity doesn’t lie in what you did, but in calling yourself stupid.
Audrey is a young woman who has started losing pigments since when she was 17 years old. As a result of that, she doesn’t look like her parents and siblings at all. Extremely fair skin and blond hair with big blue eyes, she is tall. There is a certain lightness in her manner, something unspeakably different about her, something out of place. I felt a little bit displaced by her energy. She did extremely well without making any effort in school. She also has memories of being on a ship, but there is nothing scary about it, as was reported by some other abductees. Instead, Audrey feels that is home. She cried in tears in hypnosis missing her “home”.
Master Prayer –
Grant me the serenity,
to allow the things I am choosing;
the courage,
to release the things that are not mine;
and the wisdom,
to know the difference.
I breathe in the fragrance of my herbs and flowers. I planted them. Miracle grew them. And now I am grown by them. They are my teachers, as everyone and everything is my teacher.
Between two big rocks, there can be very limited soil, so limited that the eyes cannot see, but a tiny little flow can grow out of it. Life! Fragile but forever strong. Forever beautiful that’s who I am.
Some people are just born to be hypnotherapy candidates.
29-year-old Melanie is such a person.
She is young, but she is a troubled soul. Severe weight loss, feeling weak and tired, sexually assaulted at a younger age, physical pain and emotional turmoil.
She brought to the session two full pages of “My Intentions for Hypnotherapy”. Reading those words seemed to be a daunting task. Here are summarized items that she wanted to release through hypnotherapy:
All fear, shame, guilt, sadness, anger, depression and anxiety through past life regression, future life progression and parallel probable lives.
Rape – feeling soiled, dirty and self harm.
Bullying – feelings of being a victim; feelings of being trapped. Helplessness.
Feelings of being unworthy and unwanted.
Physical – parasites, fatigue, feelings out of body, food restrictions, weight loss.
Failure to thrive, feeling of starving….
A lot of our life problems stem from the way I call “Object of attention”. We look at the world as if it has a mind on its own. It has power over us. We are the small little ones...
Apollo chose to lie down on the couch. As he pulled the blanket over his body, he started to giggle, “This is real wow. It’s like a movie. Like I’m in a movie, on a therapist’s couch… hahaha…”
“Yes. Like a movie… And this movie starts here… continues somewhere else… ends in yet another surprising place…” My hypnotic tone started with the cue he gave me. As my speech slowed down, I matched his breathing. His eyes closed automatically in the comfort of the couch and my voice. I instructed his unconscious mind to take us to a favourite place…
It was through my brother, as always, that I heard the news of my mother’s hospitalization. On WeChat, he said it happened after midnight. An ambulance took her to the hospital.
As usual, I read it, and marked it as “Okay I hear you”. I didn’t want to ask all those detailed questions that would burden my already stressed out brother. I let him talk, when and what and how. And I said, “Okay I hear you.”
I had a Skype session with a client during my travels in Venice Italy. It took me some extra time to get everything ready as connecting to the Internet didn’t go smoothly. I was six minutes late for the online appointment.
But finally I was on. I was glad. And my client seemed to be relieved too. So I said sorry, I didn’t mean to be late. I was about to tell her about the hard time that I had sorting out the wi-fi connection in Italian.
