The Gift of Self-Transformation

The Gift of Self-Transformation.

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The Gift of Self-Transformation

The Gift of Self-Transformation

Marianne Williamson said, “As we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

 

If this is true then we are unconsciously connected spiritually to all mankind. That same Spirit would be personally operating in each one of us. So, the correcting of human behavior by spiritual vibration would seem to be concurrently charging others for behavior correction as changes occur in our own lives.

 

I find this scandalous and edgy idea fascinating. It’s like the monkey on one island theory learning a behavior. Soon monkeys on the other islands near by will also learn that behavior without being shown.

 

It is as if there are spiritual ideas are gestating in the cosmos. If we are fortunate enough to be present and quiet to catch a glimpse of one of these ideas, we can manifest it here on earth through our humanness. Once we manifest this idea, no matter if we think it is our own or if it goes viral over night, it makes change no matter what.

 

I’m constantly amazed at how many people come to my office working on the exact same thing that I have been working on the entire week—spiritually and mentally. It’s as if, Spirit has imbued me with ideas and understanding from my own work, then sent the perfect person to my life to gain the right perspective for himself or herself. It happens over and over again, everyday, every week—always divinely.

 

This is why I don’t fret over other competitive hypnotherapists and hypnotists in town. If unlimited source is directing people to my office daily specifically for direction that involves my mind and a specific person’s mind only, then what would it matter if a smoker went to another hypnotist for help? Perhaps, that person has something specific he/she needs to share with that hypnotist that only those two minds need to share.

 

When you look at universal ideas outside of human need and the striving for notoriety and fame, you find an altruistic view of life that draws you to the deepest sense of Spiritual peace you could know. You find yourself having the strength to cleanse your life of poisons and toxins both spiritually and physically that have kept you from living fully. You rise up like the phoenix from the ashes of a life once lived but now dead and realize you are like a butterfly with wings—mixing metaphors. You once crawled and now you fly. And who cares!

 

If you had that magical knowledge, wouldn’t you want to share it with the world?

 

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Bo Sebastian is a Hypnotherapist and Life & Health Coach, available for private sessions to QUIT SMOKING, Lose Weight, New Lap-Band Hypnosis for Weight Loss, CHANGE YOUR MIND, CHANGE YOUR LIFE! at 615-400-2334 or www.bosebastian.com.

 

I am trying to spread the word about my blog and I need your help. Please let your friends know it exists, if it gives you hope and blesses you each day. If you are looking to enter the RSS or Atom Feed, you have to go to the home page of the blog to get there. Also, I write this Blog as a part of Finding Authentic You Ministries. If you would like to send an offering or a tithe, your donation would greatly be appreciated: 5001 Maywood Drive, Nashville, TN 37211. 

 

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A Domani

A Domani

 

Have you been putting off till tomorrow what you need to do today? The Italian phrase “a domani” means idiomatically, until tomorrow or see you tomorrow. For some reason I have had a great many people coming to me with the issue of putting off the inevitable until tomorrow, the next day, the next year, the next ten years.

 

I was speaking to a close friend tonight. We shared about relationships. I told her when I resolved my anxious attachment issue with my mother, that it seemed my relationships started to become a lot shorter. She asked me why. I took a long hard look at it. I guess the reason is that I believed before my understanding about my mother that in my anxiousness to attach, that I should hold on to relationships that weren’t working harder. Now when relationships aren’t working, I simply let go.

 

Perhaps, I just haven’t found the right person yet in my healthy space, who is also healthy. I may never find that person, and I should be okay with that. It makes me a little sad to think about that possibility, but it is a truth that could come to pass.

 

Most people would think that my clients described in the first paragraph would be not doing things like projects, work, writing that novel, quitting a habit. But that isn’t the case. These clients are avoiding the bigger issues. They are avoiding what I had been avoiding when I broke up with a partner of three years. I called my mother and asked if I could come over and be with her because I was sad. She had just moved to Nashville then. This was about eight years ago.

 

When I arrived at her apartment, she sat on the couch with her arms open. I rested in her lap and fell asleep. During my dream, I felt a quiet assurance that Rob wasn’t the person I was crying over. In fact, none of the people I had broken up with in my past were really an issue at this point. The problem was the person comforting me. My mother had left my father when I was in third grade. If you’ve been keeping up with my blog, you know some of this story. I didn’t see her again until eleventh grade.

 

The abandonment and the anxiousness in relationship I continued to feel was from PTSD from my mother leaving when I was a child. What I discovered that day was the relationship I needed to work on was my parental one with my mother.

 

Mom and I had always gotten along. We never fought or had any disagreements. Since we returned to communicating and my dad was the bad guy, my mom was kind of like my hero. But I remember clearly the day my therapist pointed out to me in a strong, matter-of-fact tone, “Why do you not hold your mother to blame for any of your anger? She is the one who left you with an alcoholic, abusive father.”

 

I never was really able to answer that question, because I experienced what my mother felt about my father. I wanted to leave him too. Had I had the courage and the strength, I would have. Had he not stopped her from getting the children back, we would have been with my mother. But Dad was stronger than Mom was politically and had more money. Mom lost her children and had to wait until we were grown enough to realize she wasn’t the bad one in the relationship.

 

However, that doesn’t change the PTSD I had from losing the only mother who truly loved and protected me as a child. So, when my sister who took care of my mother for 20 years moved back to Arizona, my mother asked me if she could move in with me. It was then I knew that God had provided me with the perfect opportunity to work out every issue Mom and I had together.

 

My theory was right. But what is even more interesting is that my choice to let this move happen has also provided a pathway for my mother to have healing as well. I love watching her change and evolve and stick up for me with words like, “I love my son more than life. His friends are my friends. I have never met a gay person I didn’t like. My son saved my life. I would be dead if it weren’t for him.”

 

My mother is in so many ways still my hero. At almost 81 she still tries her best to learn and to make change, despite a life full of so many things that could have stopped her from making the best choices. Sometimes I think she is making these hard changes for me.

 

I walk into the living room and find her on the sit-up machine and bouncing on the fitness ball and almost break into tears. Of course, I never show it. When she moved in with me she was 40 pounds overweight, her blood sugars were in the 300-400s, and she had heart problems. She is now at a good weight, managing her sugars so much so that she is taking the smallest amount of insulin one can take. Most of her doctors tell her to come back in a year. At her age, that is monumental. And still, on her low income, she tries to save $50 a month in her Christmas club to get gifts for the family. All of it kind of amazes me.

 

So, “a domani” to Mom means a lot more than it means to me. Tomorrow and the next day seem a lot closer to the end as you get older, and I guess that makes for clearer and better decisions. I can see that happening in my life too, even though I’m not quite that old.

 

 

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Bo Sebastian is a Hypnotherapist and Life & Health Coach, available for private sessions to QUIT SMOKING, Lose Weight, New Lap-Band Hypnosis for Weight Loss, CHANGE YOUR MIND, CHANGE YOUR LIFE! at 615-400-2334 or www.bosebastian.com.

 

I am trying to spread the word about my blog and I need your help. Please let your friends know it exists, if it gives you hope and blesses you each day. If you are looking to enter the RSS or Atom Feed, you have to go to the home page of the blog to get there. Also, I write this Blog as a part of Finding Authentic You Ministries. If you would like to send an offering or a tithe, your donation would greatly be appreciated: 5001 Maywood Drive, Nashville, TN 37211. 

 

And I would be greatly pleased for you to share anything that you read by clicking the share button in Facebook.com/bo.sebastian, or add it to your Twitter at BoSebastian; or LinkedIN at Bosebastian5@gmail.com; or find this blog home at www.FindingAuthenticYou.com. Any of my books can be found on Amazon or Barnes and Nobel, just by typing my name in the search header.

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Can Self-Esteem Create Love?

Can Self-Esteem Create Love?

Mary and Emil Krovich realized they couldn’t have children early on in their relationship. They lived in a rural steel mill town in Pennsylvania in a tiny home that had one spare room, which they knew would never be used as a nursery. They moved next to a large, Italian, Catholic home with six kids, a mother, father and a grandmother all living under the same roof.

 

I was one of the children in that large home, who sometimes seemed to get lost in the smattering of love that daily got doled out by Mom, because Dad didn’t think that was his job.

 

So, when Mom left Dad when I was in fourth grade, there was not even a dash of love left to hold on to—to carry to school in the morning—to get me through the taunting or the nasty kids who had nothing good to say about anyone, least likely the kid who played piano and tap danced with his four sisters.

 

But Mary Krovich took over where love took a train out of my life. She made sure that every day that I had a boost of self-esteem and the love that a child would need to get through a day of life. My brother and my sisters didn’t get the nurturing from Mary as I did, and each of them had their different problems, some worse than others. But, I somehow always ended up on my feet with a good sense of self-esteem and a knowledge of love and God. I believe it was because of Mary. And I’ll treasure her memories for the rest of my life.

 

Her sister Phyllis gave me one of Mary’s glass angels after Mary died. During one of my moves, one of the wings of the angel broke off. Soon after that, I had a vision of a large angel with one wing appear to me in the middle of the night.

 

The angel spoke ominously: “My name is Theoraphasz.”

 

I asked the angel what the name meant. The angel said that is meant: God speaks in the final days of human existence.

 

Then I asked the angel why it had only one wing. The angel said, “My child, it is because you have the other.”

 

I’ll never forget that dream, and I’ll never forget the glass angel that foretold the story of my spiritual journey from that day forward to now. I was led to bury that angel in a magical place at Bearsheba Mountain behind a waterfall at Blue Hole. (If you have never been to that Tennessee treasure, I highly recommend it.)

 

I have only seen two other people in that special place. And it just so happened that the other person I saw was a minister friend of mine whom I trust would never disturb the burial ground of that sacred angel.

 

As babies, we begin to develop neuro pathways from the moment we are born. Nurturing and loving from our parents creates pathways that eventually make for a safe journey in loving relationships. As we get older, if a parent or a teacher affords us the opportunity to have the courage to try an art, a sport, or something dynamically unusual—and then encourages us to give it everything we have, self-esteem develops.

 

We are not trying to develop robots on earth. We are trying to help children have the self-confidence to be themselves—whomever that is—with great respect and honor.

 

I was lucky to have a modicum of that in my formative years. As a result, now I can easily share with my clients and students that same right. I hope by reading this today, you help someone in your life be encouraged today.

 

 

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ImageBo Sebastian is a Hypnotherapist and Life & Health Coach, available for private sessions to QUIT SMOKING, Lose Weight, New Lap-Band Hypnosis for Weight Loss, CHANGE YOUR MIND, CHANGE YOUR LIFE! at 615-400-2334 or www.bosebastian.com.

 

I am trying to spread the word about my blog and I need your help. Please let your friends know it exists, if it gives you hope and blesses you each day. If you are looking to enter the RSS or Atom Feed, you have to go to the home page of the blog to get there. Also, I write this Blog as a part of Finding Authentic You Ministries. If you would like to send an offering or a tithe, your donation would greatly be appreciated: 5001 Maywood Drive, Nashville, TN 37211. 

 

And I would be greatly pleased for you to share anything that you read by clicking the share button in Facebook.com/bo.sebastian, or add it to your Twitter at BoSebastian; or LinkedIN at Bosebastian5@gmail.com; or find this blog home at www.FindingAuthenticYou.com. Any of my books can be found on Amazon or Barnes and Nobel, just by typing my name in the search header.