I recently wrote a post about working with your future self. The task was to help you think about life without any of the day to day symptoms that you might feel (anxiety, bored, overwhelmed, stressed out, procrastinating). Part of the exercise was to start identifying how that future you was different to you today.
I know from the feedback that some of you really enjoyed having a chance to think about a future self.
I also know some of you found it very hard.
And it can be hard to identify a different you to the one you are right now. We can often be so ingrained in habits and beliefs about ourselves. We can identify so much with the labels we give ourselves… “I’m a procrastinator”, “I’m anxious”, “I’m a worrier”, “I don’t know how to relax”, “I’m so unconfident”, “I never have enough time”, “I’m always busy”, “I’m socially awkward”… it can go on.
I’ve recently completed a new EFT course on tapping out of trauma. Much of the focus was on patterns and behaviours start from some incident in childhood or puberty. Our brains are so clever at supporting us in so many ways. Sometimes, however, some of the information we’ve received isn’t based on logic or the information you know now as a adult – it was how you viewed the world at the time. Often we can behave in certain situations like that 5 year old even though we’re now 42.
These reactions are body memories. A bit like when you ride your bike – it’s hard to explain riding a bike yet so many of us can do it. Some of these reactions may come with some sort of feeling in our bodies – tummy, solar plexus, chest, jaw and throat. Sometimes we can remember what they are and where the come from – but sometimes we can’t. And that’s what I love about EFT is we don’t need to know. If we can find out – brilliant – but sometimes we just need to go with what our bodies are feeling.
It is possible to move past those labels.
Let me ask you again… what would it feel like if you didn’t feel……. anymore?
If you’d like to book in for a coaching session or EFT then do get in touch.
Much love, Tricia