I have to vouch that I LOVED taking a teleseminar on the Release Technique a few weeks ago. There are two teachers of this method, Larry Crane (releasetechnique.com) and Hale Dwoskin (sedona method). It might look hooky from the onset, but this stuff WORKS. As soon as you start releasing negative emotions your mind is clearer and you realize EMOTIONS ARE NOT YOU. IT IS JUST ENERGY coming up to leave.
When you can let all the sh*t go, even just for a moment, it is wonderfully breathtaking to breathe in your real self. It has brought me hope. The courses are really simple and I have no affiliation (other than I can tell you that Dan is making like 10g’s a month thanks to using the technique). I’m not kidding.
I almost feel like these types of courses are better than college. Filling your life with tools (investing in yourself) is essential to thrive in this world. Because when you feel good about yourself and your life more opportunities come. You don’t even have to look for them!
I also really LOVE the book (or CD as I listened to it in the car), Dying to Be Me, about a woman’s near death experience. After listening to it, I felt no fear. It wasn’t that I wanted to run off and die either. I felt more alive and at peace RIGHT NOW. I think the greatest quote in that book is:
“Our feelings about ourselves are the most important barometer for determining the condition of our lives.”
So, it’s not trying to be happy and positive, but simply giving yourself some LOVE AND APPROVAL. I’m been trying to approval of everything I do lately. I’m approving of how I walk, stand, move, look, and trying to let go of any lack or want. The course has taught me you can’t want and have at the same time–they are two opposing energies.
The author talks about how many times she forced herself to seem positive and happy, while inside she felt like she was dying (and later she did almost die from cancer). When she decided to love and honor herself (and others), that was when things started to change.
She talks about the inter-connectivity of everyone, kind of like a giant quilt or tapestry that is constantly being built. You, as a living person, are a piece, or fabric. Every single person and thing you encounter (even eye contact with a stranger on the street) changes that quilt and the color and shape. It makes you realize you are important. You just have to stop, get out of your story (woe is me, life sucks, whatever) and be willing to admit YOU DON’T KNOW JACK SH*T (haha), and you’re open and willing to allow something different into your life.
I know this time of year is difficult for a lot of people, but you can get through it and learn something new. If you’re going to be alive — and hello, you are alive — do something to make life better. For you and anyone.
Image the reality (I believe) that life is not what you think it is. In fact, imagine that it would blow your mind if you knew the truth. I keep hearing it and I’m starting to feel it that there is something beyond what our eyes can see. Start to get to know this and feel this truth, and suddenly the madness starts to feel lighter.
I have to say that Dan, who is making his 10g’s a month is giving away 10% every month to charity (he has a whole system built around a Dan Kennedy program). He was telling me about giving a waitress a $75 tip for a $20 meal (how cool is that?!) and how he carries a wad of cash in a part of his wallet that is designated only to give to others.
How about that idea for the holidays? It’s cool to talk to him because he has no fear regarding money. He doesn’t even see it as money anymore! He sees it as an energy form. I really think that everything is just energy.
I saw that everything, all paths I had been following, all steps I had taken, were leading back to a single point — namely, to the mid-point. It became increasingly plain to me that the mandala is the center. It is the exponent of all paths. It is the path to the center, to individuation. I knew that in finding the mandala as an expression of the self I had attained what was for me the ultimate.
– C. G. Jung