When I was just a little girl.

There’s a Doris Day song, ‘Que sera sera‘, (‘what ever will be will be’) that, though written back in 1956 when my mum was 21 years old, fits with these retrospective views. I’m going to share my first experiencing of a therapy session with Chris so as to give an insight as to how there can be an opening up to what lies beneath.

I was walking into the realm of what ever will be, will be. I had no preconceived notions about where this next meeting with Chris would take me.

As I walked up the stairs to his office, there was trepidation for sure. A small knot of not wanting this in my chest and a clenching of muscles. Tension. Yet my intuition was saying ‘go for it’. It’s hard to explain that ‘gut’ feeling’ when you haven’t really listened to it much before. Yet I felt it and heeded it, just as I had when I traversed the terrain of grief, I was listening to that guidance.

Chris has a wonderful warmth to him and as he took my jacket and invited me to sit in the squishy, comfy, reclinable chair. I had no doubt that I was where I needed to be. We chatted around my experiences through my week. The sadness and tears, the presence of my mother. He shared how hypnotherapy may work by allowing a quietening of the known consciousness., the working, accessible, memory. To perhaps let my subconscious show me what needed to be seen. I start to relax and as the session begins the chair is reclined, my shoes are kicked off and he counts me under.

I hear his voice, I can hear other noises that come through the window or movement in the building but they aren’t diverting. My breathing deepens, he asks for communication with my subconscious through my right hand. An index finger raise for yes, a little finger for no, they signal appropriately. It’s strange, as it’s like a tic which is involuntary, yet it is voluntary. Yet it’s not a thinking and doing voluntary though, by which I mean that if we played a game requiring those movements when either yes or no was called out there would be a small lag while the response was processed. This was instantaneous. It’s a suspension of what I have come to call a ‘surface thinking’ or ‘head mind’, perhaps even ‘working mind/memory suffices.

Chris then asks if there is something that needs to be seen and if so to review it. The need to sob is irresistible, it’s a scary moment as there is little control, as there was none in the prior days. It’s an out pouring of feeling of being harmed, certainly emotionally. Not understanding why, when I was only playing. Chris guides me through a tapping exercise that starts with the side of my left hand, moves to above the eye, repeating after him that the feelings are welcome, that we are open to feel this strong emotion. To accept that it’s here and that it can move through, tap to the side of the eye, under the eye. That the pain can be released and the causes seen clearer. Tap above the lip, under the lip. To the centre of the collar bone. The sobbing subsides and as I move the tapping to the thumb there comes a sensing of a source. Chris then asks if it’s ok for subconscious me to share this with the knowing me and it is. Another reviewing happens. There’s a pause in me to see. It’s strange seeing, re-experiencing these things. Seeing what I’ve always known, yet hidden all the detail, suppressed so much.

A reintroduction to the mother I didn’t know I knew. Survival mode for a young girl. My mother writ large. A tall woman who carried more weight than she wished for. To a young girl she appears monstrously looming.

Had I not heard her call? Probably not, as I’d be caught up in something interesting, like ants moving eggs or the way the ditch water burbled. Had I caused offence somehow? For her, yes I had. She was a harsh handler. I was scared of her, I had always been wary of her, her long sharp finger nails of which she took great care of.

Chris asks few questions and those he does are generally along the lines of how my body is feeling. What am I seeing, sensing? What I’m feeling. Where any feelings of tension may be? I can respond to these queries though some consideration is often required before answering. If there is a particular tension or concern with a sensed place then that can be investigated or tapped into a welcoming. Eventually there comes a sense of relief. That what was needed to be seen, heard, acknowledged and accepted has been reached for this particular session. That I have been given enough for now.

The seeing is done, the emotion is spent , Chris counts me brings me back to the chair and the room. I am feeling at peace, even though the seeing was not pleasant, it feels right to have brought this out. It’s a lot to take into my ‘normal’ world. To ‘get my head round’ as the phrase goes.

Chris says to allow this to integrate. Wasn’t sure what that actually meant. Though I now see that as a means of reshaping the unknowing to knowing, become more whole, accepting of one’s past to inform the now of me but not define it the same.

I went home feeling a little different. Achy eyes, but with a sense of serenity. Little did I know that this was the beginning of revelations that would turn me inside out. Bring doubt, shame, guilt, questioning sanity, veracity and who I am.