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Rebirth

(Write Your Way To Your Subconscious - Dandapani - GoalCast-Click here for video lecture)

My understanding of the above lecture is that:

1. Experiences have emotions associated with them 

2. Emotions are energy

3. Bitter experiences tend to take up energy in the subconscious mind and make us feel drained.

4. Writing down traumatic experiences on a piece of paper transfers the energy from the subconscious mind to the conscious mind (we will relive the experience as we write it) and then from the conscious mind to the paper through our hand and writing instrument.

5. Burning the paper after writing it converts that energy into fire, ash and smoke.

6. This energy of that trauma or bitterness is much weakened in comparison to the energy it had possessed when it was deep within our subconscious mind, hence it would be very difficult for that energy to reenter our human system.

7. You are free of the energy. It will no longer cause you discomfort when you think of that experience. 

The speaker recommends this process to be repeated 3-4 times for extremely intense experiences and 1-2 times for relatively less intense experiences. 

This eye opening lecture showed me a whole new perspective. We need not be prisoners of our past and neither need we "fight" or "wrestle" with our minds to overcome that negativity. 

We simply need to write it down.

Which is the most terrifying aspect for me personally. 

When I write down that bitter experience and burn it, the lesson learnt remains and the emotion attached is detached. If I encounter the circumstances or the people who made me experience that trauma, I wouldn't feel resentful or scared about them anymore. I'd be at peace. I would be a whole new identity. 

The space between my old and new identity, the dark, apparently fathomless space, is daunting to cross over. There is a whole spectrum of uncertainty, doubt,  shame and fear. There is pain in peeling away the old layers and unearthing a new one beneath.

It is at these times I remind myself to have faith, to trust and to believe in the process and in my dear God, reminding myself that I am a mere instrument of His will. 

He has better plans for me than I can ever hope for myself and He puts me through the things I have gone through to refine me into the person I am to evolve into.

Have Faith and Write Away!😉

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