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Thanks, Sedona
Cynthia, a client of The CEDRIC Centre
Disconnecting--with love--is supposed to be one of
the secrets of contentment. But letting go is hard, isn't it? How to
stop trying to fix the past? How to stop being crushed by others' remarks? How
to stop trying to figure out what happened, feeling guilty, "needing"
people who aren't good for us, trying to control the future, counting
to 10 and blowing up anyway? How to show how well we meant, belong,
be liked, be appreciated, make others understand how much they need
our advice, get others off our cases, make others understand who we
really are so they'll stop being so unpleasant. How to stop spending
our lives wishing everything were otherwise?
Sedona, that's how. Knowing that you "shouldn't" be
taking something so hard is not the same as being able to. Just as knowing
that you "shouldn't" be worrying about someone else's choices is not
much help either. Sedona teaches the mechanics, the "how to", of not
being bowled over, blindsided, overwhelmed, compelled. It disconnects
the buttons that get pushed; takes off that chain everybody loves to
yank. It decompresses bad situations; lets you take a step back, disconnect,
then act or not act. Whatever makes sense. In the
here and now. (This is good. This is very good.)
I have a very stressful job. Shortly after I took a
weekend course in the Sedona Method, a co-worker took me aside and told
me that she had informed our boss that my telephone manner recently
changed dramatically from defensive to professional. (My boss told
her to tell me herself.)
And it's true. A fellow called me at work yesterday
to express his anger about a letter he'd received from us (me) that
he thought was rude. I just laughed, and said we weren't rude, we were
scared (but I was sorry if he thought we sounded rude). He laughed too. Then
he gave me what I was after in the letter. This is probably not
how it would have played out in the old days.
At the same time, Sedona makes the good stuff stand
out too. Like a cat curling up in the sun and kneading a cushion with
its toes, Sedona teaches us to recognize the good stuff, revel in it,
and expect it to just keep right on coming.
I encourage everybody who unloads on me now to take
the course. It seems nobody ever does, but I just let it go.
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