Don't know wether I should share this......but then again, my life over the past few months has been an open book and it seems to irritate Craig when I talk about my life......
For the past couple of months I've been having councelling to try and resolve a few 'issues' in my head. Went this morning for a session and after a couple of minutes rambling on, the councellor stopped me and said
"Today we'll try a little exercise. Imagine I run a magic shop and you can come in and take away with you whatever will make you happy that's not materialistic. You have to envisage it and make it an object"....hmmmm
"Then you have to persuade me why I should give the object to you"
"Next you have to leave behind what's making you you unhappy. Again envisage this as an object and again persude me why I should take this off you"
I came away with a fluffy, pink, soft ball of light.....about the size of a football, that was full of calm, understanding, self love and all round good stuff.
I tried to leave behind a bright red box that had spikes and jagged edges sticking out of it.
In the end, didn't really want to leave the red box, but just wanted the spikes and jagged edges smoothing off. I saw the red box as my 'defence' mechanism, I've left that behind in the past and left myself wide open for hurt. So I kept it, but hopefully smoothed out a bit.
I haven't a clue what in the name of christs trombone it was all about, but as I left she said......
"food for thought, see you in a few weeks"
Deep!!!!!