Visceral healing
Three months ago, I asked if some of those who had read my books could write a sentence or two to accompany my website. One comment came back that this person had received a ‘surprise visceral healing three or four chapters in from the end’ while reading The Collective Us. I actually had to look up the meaning of visceral in this context as I was unsure what it meant. I had already had several people telling me they had received healings from reading my books and this was a further example, though one on a very deep level.
Last night, I received a visceral healing myself. I knew that that was exactly what it was. And I saw the meaning of the dream I had had the day before, the one I wrote about in yesterday’s blog.
I should have realised when I was writing about that dream, when the buildings were old fashioned, that this was concerning old stuff. And I was spot on with the cleaning in my interpretation, being that I had to do more work on myself, though at that stage I didn’t know what this might be, as the dream suggested. The thought that had occurred in the dream, of having too much to do in one day, knowing that to complete my tasks would take me well into the night, was exactly what happened. I was told in the dream that I already owed four hours. I went to sleep last night only to awake four hours later. That’s when the healing began. As usual, I tried to go back to sleep but was unable to do so, so put on a healing meditation from U Tube, a guided meditation for releasing trauma and trapped pain permanently.
I have been practising my speech for the Mind, Body event and in that, I talk about how our patterns cease once we complete our work on ourselves. If we still react to a situation, then there is more work for us to do. Those patterns have usually followed us through countless lifetimes. The people we once were, are relying on us to heal them. They weren’t able to do so in their lives; they are hoping we can in ours. I have also written in a recent blog about beliefs. Often these also come with us from our pasts and it is very difficult to know we have them until after we have done the work on ourselves. Examining our patterns is a good way to get a clue as to what our beliefs might be.
With all this recent activity in mind, I had a massive reaction to an incident that happened yesterday, alerting me to the fact that there was more work for me to do. What the incident was, or who it was concerning, doesn’t matter, because any reaction we have is always triggered by something that has gone before and it is usually the childhood incident we have to heal.
I felt hurt and it was this emotion that I worked on initially as the meditation started. I have done this one several times in the last few months and each time I have removed a huge amount of negativity from my body. We store hurts and emotions in different parts of our system.
Part of the meditation suggested going deeper, and I soon uncovered unlovable and a scene from childhood came to mind. In it, I was having a melt-down. ‘’Nobody loves me. You all hate me,’’ I was saying through sobs. My mother was sitting with me, telling me all the people who did love me, but that feeling, that belief, of not being loved, was already well-ingrained in my system. In my epilogue of The Collective Us, I talked about a massive healing I had, concerning a life where I was stoned to death. This woman had died feeling hated and unloved and as much as I had healed her at the time, I hadn’t removed the stored feelings from my body.
The healing took a long time. I had screeds of blackness throughout my body, right down to my ankles. The meditation finished and I was still going. I could feel beings helping me loosen and remove the negativity within. There was just layer upon layer. When 90% of this was removed, I started to feel an incredible joy and an appreciation for the person who had caused me the pain in the first place. The last 10% was relatively easy to deal with. I knew clearly, I was having a visceral healing, the whole process taking more than two hours. I also knew I had released any shred of belief that I was unlovable. I know things will be different in my life now. I am looking forward to my future.