Standing in Life

Standing in Life

By Diane Auld © 2016

Hypnotherapy offers our clients healing on many different levels. I do not know what healing will mean for my clients. I do know it often does not look the way I think it will. In my work with clients I create a session based on our work together and the longings in their heart. The magic of hypnotherapy is it can engage the emotions and senses. The story below may offer a client a feeling of freedom and allow their imagination to soar in the words and space created in the story. A story that speaks to hope and possibility done at the right time can be a balm for an aching heart. The client I created this story was living with MS and in the telling of the story in trance she experienced a moment of ease because her heart was ready to be carried away by the story. These types of stories really do have their own timing. This story includes many of the changes my client was working on and many of her words.

I have offered it with the spaces I might use to give the unconscious mind pauses and time to 

integrate in it's own unique way the offerings in the words of the story.

I have come to realize I need to give the unconscious moments of silence, pauses

And in it's brilliance it will use that space in exactly the way my client needs it. 

Have you ever watched a colt stand ? Moments after it is born the colt stands. It takes a great deal of concentration and focus for the little colt to stand on her wobbly legs.

As I watched she gathered her energy and focused ..... Focused her energy ...... Focused it on standing ……. Colts are so wobbly at first…….. but I could tell as I watched her she knew .... Somewhere deep inside she just knew...... Just knew she could do it ….. Could just stand and walk …… stand and walk …..  

she knew if she focused all her energy ...... Gathered all the energy from within ..... Within a place deep inside ... A place her unconscious mind knew how to tap into .... she could do it …. And it was in the trying that she could be ….. would be …… stronger…… she was learning to trust ...... Trust if she focused gently ...... focus all her limitless energy into her muscles ……into each and every nerve in her legs and hips….. and saw herself ..... Saw the clearest picture of herself ..... standing…..standing strong ……. Strong …… and moving with ease …….

It was amazing to watch ……the little colt actually saw herself getting stronger ……saw herself able to move beyond her wobbly legs…… able to see herself strong and agile …… she could feel the energy flow down her legs…… feel the energy flow down her legs… and she loved the feeling ….. 

It took practice though …….each time she attempted to stand up she visualized the energy flowing down into her legs ……. All the energy she needed flowing to her legs ……. All the energy she needed flowing into her legs ……..giving her the strength she needed ……. 

Relieving her pain …….. and fatigue ……….and she knew deep within …… knew deep within her that each day it would get easier and easier …….. seeing the energy flow to her and through her legs …… gradually standing ……. Stronger ….. stronger ……feeling such a sense of freedom …… such a sense of freedom …..this energy allowed her whole body to move and flow freely …… She felt this amazing energy in every cell of her body …… and she knew she could let go …….. and just be herself …….

Just be herself ……. Find a joy in defining who she was ……. Free at last …… free at last ……. Limitless ……. Perfect exactly as she was ……. Making her own decisions ……. Becoming her own individual person ……. Free at last …….. and deep within herself she knew she would always be able to find the strong …… courageous……. Healthy ……… independent part of herself ……. Finally free ……. 

Finally able to express her desires and wishes …… and she wanted to run ……. Run with the wind in her hair ……. And in the running her fears seemed to fall away ……. As a sense of joy and happiness filled her body …… she knew she could be all she wanted to be ……. All she wanted to be ....

Because she believed in herself …….. believed in living the life she wanted …….. leaving the confined space of her previous existence behind and moving fluidly through her life ……. Letting go and allowing the old to move through her …….. flow out of her body …… release her from the old patterns ……. Time to create new ..... New ways of being and seeing herself and her life ……. New ways .......

 

Mystical Merlyn and the Dreamers Dream

 

So finally they are all gone. 

    Now I can wander and check out all the nooks and crannies.

            I know this is just a dream I don't think she does though.

                     I can feel the unfoldment of her dream. 

Well let's see what I can get into. The brown cat wandered down the long hallway. Feeling the curiosity and wonder in his wandering. All this space so much unknown. After all I am Merlyn the great mystical cat he sang as he stepped into the open door. Tables many tables he jumped and walked across from one to the other; the dripping Tap caught his attention. Stopping for a drink he looked out into the forest. Taking in his new world watching for any movement, time to go many more adventures await.

The inviting hallway led into a spectacular room, books and art. 

  You don't think cats would notice things like that well guess again. 

     This cat does.

The leather chair in the corner sends out an invitation. Adventures await. Sitting on the leather chair watching, watching the words float in the air around him as many books wanted to tell him a story, their story. 

He picks one the alchemist turning cat cookies into gold. Now who's dream is this really his whiskered face smiles. Cats do have a sense of humour you know. Standing turning around he settles down to see where the next dream will take him trusting and waiting for the dreamer of the dream to realize she is dreaming and he then can go home. 

Now wait a moment I could dream I am home. I wonder how that would affect her dream? Maybe she will dream she's dreaming this dream while I settled into my place on the couch in her office to wait. The little brown cat drifted off to sleep as the dreamer woke. She wandered into her office smiling at the crafty cat on the couch whiskers and paws fluttering in the dream.

What do cats dream of? 

         Are they chasing mice ? 

                  Are they running in the forest of their imagination? 

                          Do they have an imagination? 

                                So many questions. 

                  Well I think a cat with a name like Merlyn does.

Thanks from Merlyn and the storyteller.