Why am I indoors on a gorgeously sunny spring Saturday? I could be hiking the Tallgrass Prairie but instead I am vacuuming the 1894 wood plank library sub-floor of an historic old house. WHY? I enjoy the mindlessness of the work and a special feeling of being a tiny part of the restoration of a grand... Continue Reading →
I cleared my calendar for another escape, diversion and distraction. I needed to pull me out of my isolation and loneliness so I planned a trip to Kansas City to connect with other practitioners and friends. Almost as soon as I committed to the trip I didn’t want to go. It was not resistance, it... Continue Reading →
I had lots of fun at the International Food Day at ESU with friends in the atrium at Visser Hall. It is a wonderful place; I had never been that far into the building before, since it was built after I left in 1974. I must go sit there sometime when it’s cold and I... Continue Reading →
It may be time to start working on the book again if I take a new approach. Just remember it’s a trance, not real, just my old stuff that I’m going to share with others to help them let go of their old stuff. Plus, I want to make the process more fun by alternating... Continue Reading →
Thursday I saw my old program and pattern of belief running. I played with it, started to buy into it and almost got sucked in. It is a pattern of feeling like I don’t belong, I’m outside of the group, not part of, not included, left behind, forgotten about and unacknowledged. The first indication was... Continue Reading →
The sweet zone was elusive, but I’m still good. Yesterday I was tired, bored and sleepy. My zone was mostly neutral. I noticed a couple of judgments and tapped on them. I may need to start doing my own seminars again. I may get distracted telling my stories, but no more and maybe less than... Continue Reading →
A couple issues popped up yesterday during class, but I didn’t go deeply into them. My intention for this week is to tap on raw sensations and not look for traumas or stories. My unconscious mind knows what the raw sensations are connected to and it can heal without me consciously knowing the memories. I’ve... Continue Reading →
At the turn of the New Year I read from my 2001 journals. It set me on an emotional edge that I haven’t adequately released. I have not worked on my book since. I need to get rolling, but I mainly allow myself to be wherever I am in any given moment and do whatever... Continue Reading →
In 2000, before it was called “blogging,” or at least before I knew it was, my youngest daughter, Alain, was the first in our family to go public with LiveJournal. She was still in high school in Anchorage and wanted out of both. I couldn’t imagine what she was eternally tap, tap, tapping on the... Continue Reading →
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