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Healing has been my passion since the 1970’s when I first read the book, I’M OK, YOU’RE OK! It was a relief, to say the least, to learn that I was “OK.” The Light was beginning to dawn…….
Early Childhood and the Need for Healing
I was raised in a severely dysfunctional home in rural Idaho, the sixth of eight children. My dad was an alcoholic; my mother was neurotic and emotionally unavailable. My dad was violent with my brothers. I heard the beatings and the screams regularly for the first nine years of my life. Verbal abuse and sexual abuse were rampant. I was a very sensitive child. Listening to the beatings, and being subjected to abuse myself, I cried often, over seemingly insignificant issues, insignificant to family members anyway. Several times a week I was told, “You’re too sensitive” by my mother and older siblings. They had already numbed out and I was threatening their securely placed defense mechanisms. I wondered how I could be so “wrong” all the time.
Older siblings left home one by one and I was now the oldest child at home. During my junior year in high school my dad’s alcoholism had progressed to Delirium Tremens – severe withdrawal symptoms brought on when a long term alcoholic is deprived of alcohol. This is also known as the DT’s.
He was admitted to our local hospital. Detox centers were not available and family members took turns staying with him. It was my night to stay with him. Dad was belligerent, confused, shaking, hallucinating, running a high fever, and, in his present state, he had no sense of modesty. I was scared! I was only sixteen! How was I supposed to handle him if he wanted to start walking around the hospital without his robe?!
I felt much shame seeing my dad in this condition. I wondered how much gossip was going around our small town. I went to school the following Monday unable to look my classmates in the eye. Dad died when I was twenty of cancer of the mouth, tongue, and jaw, never having admitted to any family member that he was an alcoholic, and never receiving treatment.
Adulthood and Caring for Others
By the time Dad died, I was a married woman with a six-month old baby boy. I married a man as narcissistic as my family members. The dynamics between us felt familiar and I had not been trained to notice red flags.
As a young wife and mother of five small children, I was anxious, shy, and lacking in confidence and a sense of self-worth. The messages I had heard daily in childhood replayed in my head constantly, “You’re too sensitive!” “You make mountains out of molehills.” “You shoot cannons at sparrows!” I did not realize at the time that this was a form of severe gaslighting. I was determined to heal myself and eliminate that “too sensitive” label.
God placed older women in my path who gave me positive mothering for the first time in my life. I read more books, I kept a journal, sought out individual and group counseling, and prayed fervently for emotional healing. I obtained a degree in Psychology and then a Master’s in education.
Gradually my academic studies and my quest for wholeness brought me to the realization that I had lived with PTSD my entire life, a life-changing revelation that was eventually confirmed by three different doctors. No wonder I cried a lot as a child! No wonder I was anxious! No wonder I was shy and lacking in confidence! I was not too sensitive! I had been interacting with insensitive people!
Eventually my marriage ended, as did my association with several family members. I could not continue to find the Light within myself while still interacting with toxic people who wanted me to remain unenlightened.
The PTSD affected me physically as well. I was middle age and had high blood pressure, Irritable Bowel Syndrome, weight gain, an eating disorder, compulsivity, and depression. The ever-present anxiety made dealing with this complex assortment of physical and emotional problems daunting. I still had to make a living! For several years I depended upon anti-depressants, blood pressure medication, and Xanax to get me through the day.
Finding Dr. Nelson
Reading Dr. Nelson’s book, THE EMOTION CODE, and attending his two and a half day seminar were life changing for me. Since then, I have been releasing trapped emotions and doing body code sessions as fast as my body will allow. My Irritable Bowel Syndrome is now healed. I have eliminated my anti-depressant, one of two blood pressure medications, and I rarely take Xanax. My doctor informed me recently that she was reducing the dosage on my thyroid prescription, something I attribute to releasing trapped emotions.
Looking back on my childhood, it was a time of darkness, a time of shame, confusion, and terror. The memories have instilled in me a fervent desire to reach out to others who have had similar experiences. I am thrilled and humbly grateful that God has guided me on my path to a place of healing, a greater sense of well-being, new found confidence, and improved physical health. Although I am a work in progress, my path continues to grow brighter and brighter. My hope is that I can pass this onto others so that they can embrace the Light in their own souls!
I would be honored to assist you if you have questions. I offer a free 25-minute consultation. Please check my services menu. If you believe that you have been led to do energy work with me, select from the services on the menu and set an appointment. Welcome to the Light!