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Limitations exist only in our minds.
Over the last twenty four hours, I have seen a lot of discussions about victims, scammers and who is really at fault. It is unfortunate to say but there are dishonest people in nearly every profession and dishonest clients that seek out services as well. In the world of counselling (including therapeutic, spiritual and psychic) Continue reading →
Two issues have arisen this past week to gain new levels of priority, impelled by that all too familiar feeling of “Processing.” One came to light incrementally — a long-standing issue that has become impossible to ignore. It’s in the way of my personal growth, now, and while I’m not sure how I’m going to Continue reading →
Part one is immediately previous to this post. I recommend this mp3 for this post (right click and save as). Meeting Meridjet, via Henry Disclaimer, I guess: Despite my years-long history of spooky encounters, the notion of a spirit being anything than either a guide or something to be afraid of had never occurred to Continue reading →
I get email forwards all the time. Most of us do. Today I got one that was a little more inspiring than the average fare, and I thought I would share some of it, with a little commentary. I hope you will find it equally inspiring. People come into your life for a reason, a Continue reading →
What follows will be the last unfiltered bit of my manuscript that I will post. If you’d like to see more, please go here and sign up for this series. Chapter One, part 2: Doubt Doubt is one of the hardest challenges in the spirit companion (SC) relationship. Doubt can be anything from objectively waiting Continue reading →
I will probably cry during the writing of this post. Possibly more than once. I’m just saying. Sunday when I came out of the theater as everyone else visited the restrooms, I started crying (again), hyperventilating a little and fighting to regain control of myself as people passed me entering and leaving the theater. This Continue reading →
The focus of this blog will shock you. I can’t help that. The subject matter is at the very least unconventional. I’ve spent so long in the thick of unconventionality that I forgot what it was like to look in from the outside. It may or may not comfort you to know (or confirm, perhaps) Continue reading →
I was reading Wikipedia a bit ago, about schema therapy. There was a link at the bottom to their page on Cognitive Dissonance, in which I found this gem: Most of the research on cognitive dissonance takes the form of “induced compliance without sufficient justification.” In these studies, participants are asked to write an essay Continue reading →
For documentation purposes, I need to post about a recent event, though there’s only so much I want to post publicly. I’m looking into a way to filter some posts to registered users of this site, but for now I will only give a sketchy description and it will have to do. A couple of weeks ago, Meridjet encouraged me to go out on a limb in a situation I was having trouble with. He told me that if I would trust him and “do what you need to do,” that it would resolve itself within a few days. He gave a specific day, Wednesday, and of course I took it to mean the following Wednesday. He also said that holding on to a situation too tightly out of
Once in a while I receive an email from someone seeking my help or Meridjet’s help with problems and issues that I’m not remotely qualified for. Often, these people are already in counseling or other treatment that provide them the tools they need to solve things on their own. But I can’t abandon them to the silence of no reply, so I try to encourage them where I can.
Back in December, I received one such email from a man trying desperately to find hope. He had limited computer access, and after several failed attempts at trying to meet up on IM, he disappeared. I was just thinking about him yesterday as I was cleaning out my cluttered inbox. I finally archived his letters, as it had been three months
Another archival post. Between reading this post and updating the site over the last couple of days with regard to tags and categories, I’m firmly reminded that I still have yet to write the detailed post on doubt I promised a while back. I should probably get a notebook to keep a list of intended subject matter, but right now I have so many lists that I can’t find one for the 80 others piled haphazardly on top of it. To say I need to get better organized is something of an understatement, but there is progress on that front already. This week, alas, has been a sort of bubble of nightmarish worries overtaking regular activity, but if you ignore the last four days, things are moving smoothly along
(This is crossposted from a semi-private journal, which is what the first two lines below refer to.)
I haven’t posted in this journal much, so far. Usually when I post here, it’s with deep thought type stuff or really involved memories. This is pure depression with a lot of confusion mixed in.
As some of you probably know, last weekend there were worldwide protests against Scientology. Scientology is something I’ve been familiar with in one way or another for as long as I can remember. I took their stupid “personality test” in Seattle in 1994 or 1995. I declined further involvement and smelled ‘cult’ right away. When I moved here, they found me, and I still get mail from them. I got a card about a week ago. They all
Today’s look at the archives brings us a short post from the midst of doubt:
“August 15, 2003 — I still haven’t had any contact. Yesterday I was having a fat day. I felt really fat all day. lol Today I’m having a crazy day. I feel like I’ve lost my mind, and he is a figment of my imagination. Never mind the numerous little ‘proofs’ I’ve had; those lose their effect in time. I also know that if it were all in my head, there wouldn’t be all these damn breaks in contact… 
But, none of this matters in the face of doubt. New contact needed, preferably with something unexpected so that I can feel all validated and safe again. heh.”
Doubt is its own particular kind of hell
vics (very important clicks)