Plan? What plan?

I love it when new learnings lend themselves to practical issues. (Note the nominalisation, a concept my spell check still struggles with).

Complex therapy took place today.

Not the event itself, rather the immense internal barriers to a meaningful reframe. So with new found skills in hand, a neat segway into gestalt flowed seamlessly into words being spoken and forgiveness being freely offered and accepted.

It was really interesting to watch the therapy unfold as it followed apparently carefully planned off-the-cuff statements linking directly into the brains unconscious algorithms. When the time for resolution, the barriers simply had no option but to collapse and allow the reframe in.

Sunshine and light.
Calm where there used to be broken chaos and hate.

I love it when a plan comes together.

And it wasn’t even my plan?

pain relief mp3

Somewhat Zen
© Tony Burkinshaw 2014

Journey’s End?

It occurs to me that the course last the weekend may contain more benefit than I had imagined. Even though life is more than full of its unfair share of challenges, I’ve still warily taken on, in a semi-volunteering style, the role of leader for the next period of putting learning into practice until the start of the module that I’m not certain I’ll be attending.

In itself this is an improvement because until recently, I was certain that I wouldn’t be attending it at all.

Anything more than nothing is progress.

Not only that, I posted yesterday’s 100 word habit on my PostsOfHypnoticSuggestion blog and got back comments from bloggers I’ve not heard from since writing went by the wayside just as last year’s turbulence hit.

It was really nice to know I’d been missed.

It seems that the end of my journey to Master Practitioner could be the start of something more than a qualification.

pain relief mp3

Somewhat Zen
© Tony Burkinshaw 2014