Posts Tagged ‘change your mind to eat less’

August was a hot month for change. A software engineer came in to stop an embarrassing, long-term habit and we took care of it in one session.

I had to call him two times to get this information. When we finally talked I said, "Don't tell anyone you saw me. I think it was a coincidence."

A woman came in because she was sure that buried somewhere in her mind was abuse. She felt that she had so many of the symptoms and was just tired of living with them. We were able to shift some of her thoughts; she sent me an encouraging report on how she is feeling as she processes. There is still more to do.

Someone bothered with fibromyalgia came in for pain reduction. I think she was shocked by what a difference EFT made for her. Within twenty minutes her range of motion increased dramatically. While her pain subsided, we did not manage to get her to zero pain. I taught her some things to do and made her a hypnosis recording. I am hoping for her to be free of pain. OK.

This one is from July, but it is fun. I got a text from a beautiful and talented Goddess. She said, "I have been saying no so much this week- and it is delicious and bubbly like champagne! Thanks, you changed my life."

A few people came in for help with processing some painful family relationships. I think of these emotional clearings and picking up the arm on an old record player, and moving it to a new tune.

Some times changing your mind is just that easy!

And then there was the handsome baseball player, who came in with his wife to improve what he called "his head game." His game is on. There's more. She came in for weight loss. Now she is going to Rumba Class and has sent her friend to me.

Another client came in and gave me the high five, " Twenty-five pounds freer!" I love what I do! 

What would changing your mind do for you?

When my growing girls flip flopped between the comfort of playing with dolls and then reaching out to try on lipstick, my view was compassionate amusement.

Now I am the one flip flopping and I am not feeling particularly compassionate, or amused.

Today I am flat out blue. One of those girls is leaving home to start a life in Washington, DC.

She is determined, lovely, eloquent and brave enough to have made the decision without having a job. All this while friends have been telling her she was foolish.

Well everyone has their opinion, what I know is that we respect people who take chances, go ahead, and believe that it will work out, and it has; and all my pride is not banishing the blue.

So why am I so blue? This daughter has not been in the house for more than a month at a time for the past four years. Recently graduated from college, she has been home for five weeks, just the two of us, and the dog and the cat.

I have more time now. I am not doing the drive bys (this is where you are in such a hurry to get to your appointment, you leave your kid somewhere and then call on the cell phone to make sure they got in). Yes, I was often a crazed single-parent.

For five weeks I have enjoyed folding her laundry, feeding her, hearing about her day. I like all of that, but seriously. I need to dig deeper. Do I feel guilty? Do we parents ever do enough? Am I afraid I won't have enough going on when she is gone? (If you know me, you are laughing here).

I did not cry when either daughter went to kindergarten or college, and I always make jokes about the way mother eagles push their young ones out of the nest and they either make it or Not! Today I cried after I dropped her off at work.

This blue is another curtain closing on my role as Mom. It is another nail in the passing of youth. I can deny the unease of touching my toes, by not trying, but it is impossible to deny that the flipping between busy-Mom and free-Mom is ending.

Does this make me a crone? I love crones, but I am not ready to be one; the title is still for other people. I love being a Mom.

To make matters more intense, I have been sorting family pictures.

Part of this transition is a craving for order. The feng shui consultant has come and gone, and I have projects. I want to enter the next phase peacefully and free of any clutter.

Whew, I do feel better. It is ok to flip flop between happy, sad, and proud.

I did the best I could do, and eagle moms are smart, so out you go girl! Tomorrow, I am buying all of the girls in my family new lipstick!