Each day is a journey. I start with a meditation CD and allow myself to sink into a deep relaxation. I listen to the therapist instruct me into reaching toward a memory stored in my past. Connecting to "my soul's truth" she calls it. Images appear, sometimes like a dream sometimes very sharp and clear. They continue to be a cave with sunlight streaming in. I cannot leave the cave--I have tried. But recently directly after the cave, I saw myself as a young girl in my parents house looking out the window at other children playing. I think I was around 10. They were taunting me because I had been sent to my room and was not allowed outdoors. I didn't think of this until after the meditation. What is with the cave and me as a young girl on a summer happy day being cooped up in my room hearing laughter?
Then yesterday I saw several images very clear. Myself as a young child trying to mount a black horse-I kept hopping trying to get my foot in stirrup as the horse danced in circles--then myself high up on a cliff looking down to a beautiful shore. I knew instinctively there was no way down the cliff and I stood there feeling--oh great...no way down.
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