It’s amazing what you find in your own house that your yourself tucked away oh so long ago…Today I was going through some drawers and remote spaces I rarely visit. I am preparing for a garage sale this summer so that is my motivation.
I’m not exactly sure when the last time was I even looked in these particular places but I highly recommend it. I stumbled across some things I hadn’t seen in years and furthermore didn’t even realize I still had.
One of the things I came across were drawings I drew in high school, and poems I wrote. I even found a short story from Jr. High!
As I took a walk down memory lane, all the feelings that went into writings and drawings all came flooding back. In that moment, I was back in those grades, feeling as if I were right there again.
Reading the poems, starting with the first line, I found I could recite them all. Some were very emotional as poems usually are, and I found tears welling up in my eyes.
Not so much in sadness but just the memory itself. To feel those feelings again. To remember a time when I thought I knew it all. Ok, well let’s face it, nothings changed there…:)
What I found most interesting are some of the topics I wrote about. The emotion I expressed and the words I used are the exact same as the emotions and words I use(d) now. However, the execution of some of my writings allowed me to revisit how I viewed the world at that time, that age.
I bring this up to point out the distinct differences of our conscious and subconscious mind. Consciously we view things, make a judgement or an interpretation about it, and the memory drops down into our subconscious mind where it stays until such a time when a similar event creates the same emotion, or interpretation.
When that event happens, the subconscious goes into it’s archived files and pulls up the file that best suits the situation to remind you just why you do or don’t want to pursue whatever it is you are pursuing.
Think about it, reading my own writings brought all the memories back not only of the person or thing I was writing about but also where I was, and the emotion I had while writing it. But, it also allowed me to restructure my thinking around those events. To see things differently. To draw new conclusions.
I was a child again in the first moments of reading the poems but after allowing myself to feel the emotions they brought out in me, I took a moment and viewed them through my adult eyes with a new understanding of how certain beliefs of mine got formed. Beliefs I have carried out for years without questioning why or where they came from.
This is why we find ourselves in ruts, in funks. Why some don’t prosper or hold themselves back. Why some have one failed relationship after another.
It is all old programming.
What we do in Hypnosis (Hypnotherapy) is the same thing. In inner child therapy, we go back to younger years, find where the issue started (it almost always begins young) and along with viewing it as it happened, we view it now, as an adult, who can understand things much better.
Most often. that’s all it takes to reshape your entire life!