Thursday, March 8, 2012

Change, expansion, death and... love.

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February 12th, 2012
Dear friends,


Change...
You have not heard from me in so very long, I didn't even send you a New Years greeting!
Since last April I have been absorbed by a few profound changes, that have left me out of touch with you, my extended community, for longer than I can remember. It feels like I was pulled beneath the surface of life's liquid flow, and had to let go and let myself be carried into the a willingness to be present and attentive to the immediate needs right there in front of me.

Expansion...
Last May my new FutureVisioning work brought a big surge of clients into my life, and over the summer it was exhilarating to focus on applying my newborn skills to all of their lives, and to show them how to create the reality they want. Simultaneously I continued to learn more about what it means to use this amazing way to live and do my work. FutureVisioning is more than a powerful process, it still changes how I see, understand and experience life.



Death...
By the time August rolled around, my father’s health began to rapidly go downhill. I flew over to Hamburg to see him one last time. My sister came from Chile. My brother from his home in the country. On October 5th, exactly 6 weeks after I had said goodbye to him, my father left his body. Many of you may have seen my posts and pictures on Facebook back then. Jimmy and I flew back again in October to be with my remaining family.



To lose a parent, a beloved parent... I don't know how to give that experience justice here in words. I expected that by now I'd be able to write something eloquent and insightful, but when I begin to think of words and sentences I just want to sit silently and breathe. I keep sensing a more continuous change, much of it somewhere deep in the ground I stand on, some of it in the obvious consequences, a lot of it in how the entire dynamic between my mother, my two siblings and myself has shifted. Again I needed to let go... and I also learned to expand, to follow the call to stay connected with my father in the nonphysical. I now understand in a more tangible way that there is no death.

Overwhelm...
Another big change was Jimmy giving up his separate office-apartment next door after Anina, my youngest daughter, moved to the city in September. Over the course of four months we merged his belongings and full-time presence into the main house. That may not sound like a big deal, but it was. The never-ending pileup of boxes, the need to reorganize practically every shelf and closet in my home, the amount of things that needed to be integrated, fixed, given away, or sold... the ongoing weight of decision making... and the added stress of a total computer system meltdown and rebuilding marathon Jimmy was forced to embark upon in the midst of it all... I had been flying so high during the summer, and now I felt as if I was forced back into an old overwhelm and drudgery of life. It took me a while to fully embrace that this too was something I was creating. Hmm.

More Expansion...
For the last two months a team of four fellow FutureVisioning practitioners and I have been meeting with Ti Caine twice weekly on the phone to hone our skills and develop a practitioner training program. The prac program is taking it's time to germinate. But our level of insight and clarity about the multitude of ways we humans hold ourselves back has risen dramatically. Every week we learn something about why and how one of us is creating the very reality we live in. Each week we understand more nuances about how we allow our old programs of feeling helpless, burdened, worried, or not good enough to keep running in our own lives. We have also been working closely with the Lazaris material, an amazing resource I can’t recommend highly enough. Lazaris' channeled teachings, tools, meditations and wisdom surpasses anything I have ever come across. (See: www.Lazaris.com)

Coming up:
Love...
I am currently creating an amazing 14-week transformational group program on igniting and deepening self-love in our lives: on using the healing, empowering, liberating and enlightening energy of love.
This course expands on the profound wisdom of one particular recording by Lazaris: "Awakening the Love". If you would like to listen to it, let me know, I have permission to send it to you. In the near future it will be available permanently for download from my website.
I hope to have the program completed by Valentines Day and will send out the full announcement then. I will offer it both for local attendance in person and also as a virtual visual gathering by computer conference. You can already let me know if you might be interested.
Until then...
all my love,
Tomma

Monday, May 16, 2011

Big News

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April 21st, 2011

Dear friends,


I have big news to share.

I wasn't aware that I had been looking for it, but suddenly there it was, right in front of me, and something inside magnetically compelled me to step into a new experience. A new way of doing my work. A new clarity of understanding life, a new power to create my reality, and an almost delirious happiness to see my future bright and vividly in front of me.

The work I was introduced to by my friend and fellow Journey Practitioner Valerie, is called FutureVisioning. It was created by a brilliant Hypnotherapist, Healer and Metaphysician named Ti Caine. Ever since I began to train with Valerie, it has simply blown me away. It really surpasses what the Journey can do, and you may guess I never thought that was possible, you probably remember how much I love the Journey.

It turns out there were many things I didn't know. I never knew what my brightest future looked like. I never knew that I still held a deep anger inside of me, nor that I was disconnected from God and why, nor that deep down I felt abandoned by the Goddess. I didn't even know there was a Goddess. The Goddess had been nothing more than a playful idea, a deck of cards we drew from, when my best friends and I gathered for our moon circle, or a name we call each other: "moon-goddess", yes, sweet, "sister-goddess" so sweet, but nothing but a game. Not real. Not for me. Until I began to work with Valerie.

The metaphysical principle this work is based on, tells us that all time exists simultaneously and that it is the future that creates the present. The future! Not the past.

That was new to me. Completely new. My relationship with the future was limited. It was mostly shrouded in a general trust, some hopes and the great unknown. In the past I had visualized and used affirmations, used the law of attraction and so on, but then half of the time that stuff didn't work anyway. Yes, it felt nice, but it didn't seem to produce results. Not reliably. So I had mostly given up on it.

Valerie had experienced first hand what starts to happen when we connect with our brightest future... and that it shows us very clearly the blocks that are still in the way. To her it felt like miracles started to happen, not only for herself but also for her clients. To me it feels a little bit like I found one of those pills Bradley Cooper swallows in the movie "Limitless". Pretty amazing! Not just a part of my life, my whole reality is beginning to change.

So, I want to invite you to hear more about FutureVisioning, and to beginn to see your brightest future.

I will give an introductory conference call next week on Wednesday, so please join me if you are interested.


This conference call will be on Wednesday, April 27th, at 12:00 pm EST

(The call has been recorded, if you are interested in hearing the information, please send an e-mail to tomma.vonhaeften@gmail.com and request the recording)


If you want to find out more before then, I invite you to a free download of a book that describes this work in detail. It was written by a client of Ti Caine's. You just need to type in the word "gift" into the Coupon code window and then click recalculate. (You have to excuse the author for much repetition in the beginning, she is just so excited over her healing she repeats herself a LOT. The information though is amazing.)
www.thegoddesscure.com/goddesscure.html

In case you want to visit Valerie's website, go to: www.valerielemme.com/


(For a little planing ahead: I will be traveling to Germany in June. I am leaving on June 15th and return on July 6th.)

So, for a short time only, until June 15th, I offer FutureVisioning at a very low introductory rate of $50 per hour.

There is also a complete transformational package. It contains 15 hours of sessions that alternate with integration work with me. The program also includes instructions and guidelines for independent reading and writing. It changes your reality. The introductory cost is $750.

This package can only be booked until I return from Germany on July 6th. The package is the very best way to use this work in order to expand and transform all areas of your life and to create an amazing reality that leads to your brightest future.

The first time full process takes between two and three hours.

After I am back from Germany on July 7th, the fee will go up to $80 per hour, and the new discount price for the 15 hour program will be $ 960. (That means you get 3 hours for free!)

Anybody who wants to find out more about FutureVisioning can book a free 30 min consultation.


Enjoy the arrival of spring! Life is glorious!

Much love!
Tomma


Saturday, January 22, 2011

Discoveries - Part 1: MMS

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Discoveries - MMS


1/21/11
It's time to pass some discoveries on. Today I am writing up just the first one, so that I can finally get this valuable information out to you all. For a change this has nothing to do with Journeywork, except for the fact that I found it through my Journey Community, way back in September.

Back then my father had just been diagnosed with cancer. I was in the middle of the Visionary Leadership training in Denver, when the alarming news came that he needed to walk on crutches, because the bone was so brittled by the cancer it could break any time. As fate had orchestrated it, my roommate, who had come all the way from Norway, witnessed me receiving the news, and I discovered that life had paired me up with a woman who, together with her husband, runs a healing center in Norway. Thus I received an immediate recommendation of their most successful treatment. It was called: MMS - Miracle Mineral Supplement. A bottle of drops. These drops get mixed with citric acid, given time to react, diluted with water and juice - and swallowed. "They kill the cancer cells, but not the good ones in the body." That was her short explanation.

My father was eager to start using them, but skeptical by nature, and easily discouraged by experiences of discomfort, he was irritated by the strong chemical smell the liquids create. So he stopped taking them again fairly soon. Took them some more and stopped again. He just wasn't convinced they were good for him.

A turning point.

In December, as fate had planned it, my parents needed to get in touch with his cousin Karin, a woman they don't see very often, who tends to attract many misfortunes and goes through illness after illness, all with a smile on her face. This time she told them about a mysterious swelling in her mouth that keeps her from eating, for which the doctors have given her every imaginable medication and nothing has helped... but recently she received some drops from a friend in her Chi Kung class and... for the first time she is feeling relief. They talked a good amount of time about how these drops help her and about the nausea she feels when she takes a higher amount... before they finally realized: she is taking the very same stuff: MMS! This coincidence now reawakened my father's interest in the strange drops.

When I heard about Karin, it finally occurred to me to do some searching myself. If they were available not just in Norway, but in Germany too, maybe one could also get them here in the US? That's when I found the amazing story of Jim Humble, the American who discovered MMS.
I highly recommend reading his story, you can download the first part of his book for free on several of the websites I am listing below. The second part of the book can be downloaded too for a charge. It contains additional very helpful and thought provoking information.

I also understood what it really was that had been recommended to my father. The most potent killer of disease germs, pathogens, viruses, bacteria, parasites, and toxins known to man. MMS had cured Malaria, Cancer, Aids, MS, Hepatitis, Pneumonia, Appendicitis, the Flue, the common Cold... and much more... wow, that was impressive! And WHY wasn't this more known? That's part of the story you'll discover... quite a story.

We found out there are two holistic doctors in Hamburg who have both cured their cancer with MMS. My father spoke to one of them on the phone. That was impressive too. By now I take the drops myself, my mothers does too, my father started to take them again, I have given them to our dog, to Jimmy and my daughters, and recommended them to neighbors and friends. It cleanses your body from within more powerfully than anything you have ever used before. As it does, you might go through the well known phenomenons of a healing crisis, although the latest protocols seem to maximize the effectiveness with a minimum of the discomfort of detox.

Results:

My mother came down with a fever after about two weeks on a pretty low dose. High fever and weakness for three days, nothing else. A chronic bladder infection that she has had for over 30 years of her life, and that she has been taken loads of antibiotics for - without results - has now disappeared.
I am told my housekeeper's neighbor, who suffers from gout, looks like a new person after only a couple of days. After taking them - in quite an erroneous overdose, he first got nauseous and threw up. The next day he slept for 14 hours straight.
A friend of mine, who has been trying to beat an addiction to pot, feels his desire for the substance simply completely vanished.
Jacky, our 12 year old Jack Russel Terrier, will take the drops mixed with some chicken broth. She runs and jumps with new energy, so much so, another neighbor asked me if we had a new dog.
My father continues to heal. His oncologist had already decided in early December that the cancer was slowly receding, now we envision him totally clear from cancer and free from the still remaining pain.

Know that if you look for it, you'll be able to find plenty of negative opinions about MMS, and misinformation as well. The FDA has made efforts to get this product off the market. You may draw your own conclusions what dynamics are at work there when you look at all the data.

Here is all the information you'll need, or simply just begin to take some, and see what it does for you. You will be part of a great grass roots health care revolution.
These are older:
http://mms-articles.com/instructions.htm

Cheers to your health!!
Love
Tomma

Sunday, November 22, 2009

1) Service from Guilt? .... and... 2) From War to Peace Consciousness

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Service from Guilt?


10/9/09



It took me a while to make the decision to publish this following piece in a newsletter. I wrote it a few weeks ago for the book I am working on. I was worried it would be too long, and feared I might ignite a variety of judgements with it's content... Well, the possible benefits outweighed these fears and I am publishing it now as a way to contribute to a dialog and a discussion about the causes of peace.

It may be fitting that today is the day President Obama was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize... makes it a day that turns our focus toward peace. That's good, I think. I have always believed that peace on this planet is nurtured by the consciousness we hold, EACH of us, by how much we either run our personal relationships and professional positions on old patterns of competition or combat, even unconsciously - or how much we are able to replace that with a new way of experiencing ourselves and another human being as part of a greater whole. I thought I did that to a large degree. What came to the surface in Colorado revealed a much more deeply hidden layer of feeling separate.

This newsletter comes in two parts.




For this chapter I first need to take you back to last November.
To the abundance retreat with Brandon Bays, when I served as a trainer.

During the first night of this retreat we all sit down and pull up all the inner limitations that still live in us through a series of guided imagined scenarios, to expose everything that still limits the flow of abundance... so, that covers not just money... it covers relationship too, and the abundance of love and closeness in our lives... and it also covers who we are in the world, whether we have abundance in opportunities to express our potential and live in our purpose.

In one of these little exercises we are asked to imagine ourselves as single and imagine being at a party where we see someone we'd love to go on a date with - an absolute "dream date", but not just see and feel ourselves in the same room with this person, no, then picture ourselves walking over, starting a conversation and finally actually asking that person for a date! All in order to notice what feelings come up, and where we usually stop ourselves. So, I am picking Ethan Hawke and I actually don't have too hard a time walking over to him, and I can even, without too much nervousness, start a pretty relaxed, happy conversation with him, and before I know it, I am talking to him about the Journey... it's all so easy... and he is really interested and intrigued by what I tell him, and very naturally I offer to do a process with him... and right in the middle, while am really pleased with myself that this is going so well, I realize: Oh shit, I am not doing this right!! I am not supposed to find a celebrity to do a journey process with, I am supposed to find a dream date and ask him out on a romantic date!! By now I don't have much time left to play out a whole new scenario, just enough so that I can get a glimpse how much more scary it would be to do it this way. That registers.

A couple more exercises go by. Some bring up more stuff than others, and what I am noticing is the recurring theme of "service" and that whenever I do something that is of some service, I have much less limitation than when it is just about me... again it registers. And then we are asked to pick a project and determine how much time and money we are ready to invest into it on a daily basis. I am thinking: "Oh, that is easy! I'll just pick my book project." But in that instant I remember what I discovered about "service" and how it seems I really define myself through it... and I think: no, wait a minute, why don't I see what happens when I pick something that is NOT of service. Something I'd just do for ME. ... Maybe: Doing Yoga everyday! ...But then I realize, no - That's not something I'd do for myself, I'd do that so my body and I would be more balanced and could be of more service! ... WOW! ... hmmm... So, how about doing something that would really nourish my relationship with Jimmy? ... Well, actually, if I am honest with myself, the biggest reason to build a deeper relationship in the end would be so that I can do my work from a safer, more connected place, so that too would be driven by my desire to be of more service! ... God! ... What is there that would not be driven by needing to be of service??? Is there anything??? I was really scrambling to find something, something completely devoid of service. It would have to be something just totally goofy, just for pure joy and silliness, maybe running around the yard with my little dog Jacky. That was the best I could come up with, just to have something to imagine and work with in this exercise. And now, how much time could I give myself for that every day??? How much time to exercise simple aliveness and joy of movement free from lofty goals and purposes? As soon as I tried to imagine doing anything more than FIVE minutes of that, my throat began to close up, I could hardly breathe, and loud words sounded off in my head: "How DARE you! How can you be so frivolous, so wasteful!!" WOAHH!! What was that???

If there was this apparent need for service that was driving everything I did in my life, WHAT was driving this need? And when I asked that question for the first time in my life I saw the weight of the guilt of being a German, the weight of the crimes that happened during the Hitler regime against the Jewish people. As if it was up to me to work THAT off. In the face of that, yes, how could I ever dare to rest?

I wondered how I had taken that on. I had not even been alive when it happened.

I remembered how my brother had sat in my parent's kitchen just a month ago... weeping. Weeping with a pain buried deep in his chest, the pain of children waiting in vain to be picked up by their parents and their parents don't come. This was not something he had ever experienced himself. When we were young my mother though has shared a traumatic memory from her childhood when she was 11 years old. It was in the middle of the war and she and her younger sister had been sent away to Denmark to be removed from the allied air raid attacks that were coming in on the city of Hamburg during that summer. She remembers peddling a bike through the danish countryside past the barracks of the German soldiers who were stationed nearby just at a moment to overhear a German radio broadcast they were listening to: "All of Hamburg is burning, the entire city is up in flames..."
She biked back to the farm of her host family thinking, "...when the time comes and we are going back by train to Hamburg, I will arrive at the train station holding my little sister's hand and my parents wont be there any longer to pick us up." This had clearly been HER trauma not his, yet HE was the one who still felt the pain.

Similarly, I now wondered if I had taken on a old feeling of guilt from her and my grandparents. Before the war my grandparents owned a small fish store in Hamburg and had become friends with a Jewish family who owned the little electro store across the street from them. My grandfather shared not only the same first name "Kurt" with his slightly younger neighbor, but also a love for riding the motorbike. As the war progressed and the restrictions increased, my mother remembers the other Kurt still coming secretly to see them in their home. He had to pass through the store front and had to pull up the collar of his coat, so the customers wouldn't be able to see the Jewish star that had to be sewn onto their clothing. My grandparents would secretly give the family some fish or other food that had become harder and harder for them to buy, and this was dangerous. When the letter of deportation came, the family exchanged some of their valuables against warm blankets and coats, thinking they were going to Siberia to a work camp. They never returned... and my grandparents never found out what happened to them, but the burden of the guilt of not having been able to save them stayed with the whole family and my grandmother in particular... throughout her life.

That's what I thought of as I sat there with my chest heavy.

Being a trainer at the abundance retreat didn't allow me to have a Journey process myself, so I went home unresolved, but with the sense that if it was right, an opportunity would present itself to release the guilt. This just was too big... it didn't seem to be an issue that I could simply schedule a process for. It was something that needed to happen naturally. But first what happened was life unfolding on it's course, Christmas was only a few weeks away, and the holidays and the new year passed and I started into January with a busy schedule to see clients, presented the Journey to a local healing center and gave a presentation to the high school students in our school... and then... I landed in the emergency room.

In February, in the midst of all the healing work I was doing for my cysts, one of my Journeys took me into the past to Egypt. I had done something unspeakable there, something utterly terrible to many, many people. I couldn't tell what it was, but I saw myself on my knees in front of all of them, a large group, their elders in the front, dressed in in long robes begging them for forgiveness. Doris, the medical intuitive I also worked with, told me later that she could see I had been in a position of power and performed cruel human experiments with... Jews.

Now we can at last fast forward back to Practitioners week in Colorado.

Here I am many months later, in late summer and the 80 or so participants for the Journey accreditation have gathered at the Inverness Hotel east of Denver. As always the group of the North American practitioners in training were joined by other people from various places across the globe. This year there were two men from Holland, one from Argentina, and a large group of women from Israel. On the second night during Satsang one of the women from Israel spoke about her plight against death. Let's say her name was Hannah. Over the course of her life she had developed one life threatening condition after another and in this way had to escape death over and over again, all together 8 times. 8 times she could have been dead in one lifetime! And then she described an experience that dated a wile back, I believe. She was doing something in her living room and had the TV running without sound. Only halfway paying attention, she notices it is some documentary about some group of people... a while into the program they show a scene where all of them are sitting next to each other on a bench in some courtroom, and while the camera pans over their faces, all of a sudden it hits her that she knows these people, knows them personally, name and all! When she turns up the volume she learns that these were the survivors of the twin experiments of Dr. Mengele during the Nazi Regime... and she realizes that she had been one of those twins, one of the ones who didn't survive.

I was deeply shaken up by her story. I immediately thought back to what had been revealed to me in February. What were the odds? The odds of sitting together with someone like Hannah in this practitioners program, someone who may have been a Mengele twin!! What was life telling me, what was it offering to me here?

I went to bed playing out in my mind what it would be like to speak up during Satsang and confess my guilt and ask for forgiveness. God, could I do that? Did I have the guts to do that? But more, did I have the right to do that? No, wouldn't it be simply very melodramatic? Was I considering this mostly because I was drawn to the attention it would give me? If that was my driving force, then I would just need to work with this thing silently on my own. But on the other hand maybe it would create a wave of liberation, maybe it would benefit others to hear me speak about it... No... I must be fooling myself. And then... WHAT would I say? Each time I would imagine to speak about this subject in front of everybody, I had to start crying, and then before long an observant inner part would show up and point out to me how self indulgent I was behaving. Back and forth... back and forth... until I fell asleep. It continued after I woke up in the morning. By the time we were done with morning yoga, I was finally determined I would raise my hand to speak.


Here I have to interject a discovery I had the day before, during my life purpose journey, without which I might not have felt justified to speak up at all.

In this life purpose journey I had left the experience of the physical body behind and felt myself to be part of something endlessly, beautifully big and complete ... and when the question arose: why did I chose to take form and enter physical life, the answer I heard was: "it's simply what you do" It wasn't so much that there had to be a specific WHY that was specific to me, there wasn't actually so much of a ME, it felt more like I was something like a cookie that had been part of the cookie dough... and was simply portioned off and fell into some shape that didn't really have that much significance... the question of coming into form was answered as something like:"What else would you do?" and in that way it wasn't an individual decision of something to do or not to do, it was an experience of being part of something that followed it's own unstoppable process and rules of expansion. Expansion. That was the name of the game. And coming into form, living a human life was the best way to serve this expansion.

I understood in that moment that as a human I am part of that expansion in many ways, all the growing, all the learning, all the changes, all the shedding of old stories and misunderstood identities .... is all part of the expansion of life on this planet, and the evolution of consciousness... but more than anything I was contributing to this expansion by liberating myself from any personal form of human limitation, and in order to liberate myself from a limitation I needed to have slipped into it at first. I had a very clear visual image that came with this awareness: I could see myself slipping into a little shell, or seed, or capsule and at some point I would have gathered the strength or clarity to pop it open: POOFH!!! I saw many poofhs like that that have happened in my life and many more ahead of me. And all of a sudden life seemed so good and perfect in it's utter imperfectness. Yes, all the 'not quite good enough' stuff, all my inward frowns of how I am not matching up to something, all of a sudden become the very matter that expansion happens from. All of a sudden I was looking at the still accumulating piles of paper on my desk with curiosity and gratitude, the flaws in my personality with excitement... any of it will simply serve to create a big poofh when the time is right, and that is the very reason I am here, THAT was the very game I came to play. Wow, that feels different! ... I could also see that there would be situations when I could use this liberation consciously, and it would create a wave around me, a chain reaction of liberation that went beyond my individual experience.

So, this discovery still enveloped my awareness as I swam through the question of whether or not I should speak during Satsang. At some moments it seemed to me that this fear of being guilty would be a superb shell to slip into, one that needed opening in countless places.

The workshop program started... and on that day we did NOT have any morning Satsang. It might not be on the program again until after dinner or until the next day.

By the time the day had rolled to it's conclusion and we sat in the hall after dinner, I was in a very different place and didn't think any longer that I would say something... other participants raised their hands and spoke... and I watched... and listened... and on and off I asked myself: should I?... shouldn't I? ... and more people shared... and the evening was winding to an end... as the last person spoke about her fear... and after she was done Brandon looks around the room to see who is next... and I hear a voice inside my head: "If you don't do it now, you never will!" ...and my hand goes up.

... to be continued




From War- to Peace Consciousenss



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From War to Peace Consciousness

10/10/09



By the time the microphone arrived in my hand I was shaking, I didn't really know WHAT I was going to say, just that I needed to speak and step up into full view as someone... who has inherited a huge load of guilt, more even to reveal myself as someone who carries the energy of a perpetrator. It seemed important to stand there in front of them... as a representative of a people who had committed terrible crimes against another people, and on top of that as someone who must have ordered such crimes myself long, long ago in the past. A perpetrator, yes, that was the worst part. It seemed important to declare the conscious acknowledgement of those deeds.

I hadn't sorted all of this out so clearly in my head, in the moment I was standing there, I simply felt the enormous scope of what I was about to address, and right then words failed me, for a while it was difficult to say anything... instead I noticed how my left hand was flexed away from my wrist and tapping an irregular rhythm against my thigh. "This isn't so easy.", were the only words that came out.

As she always does in such moments of visible pain or fear, Brandon called me up on stage to sit next to her on the sofa. Not to be more exposed, but to sit where I could "feel all the love in the room". And there, bit by bit, accompanied by tears, it tumbled out of my mouth, the key segments of what I was here to say, aware that it couldn't ALL be spoken... that the whole story was wayyy too long... that I could only deliver a few condensed portions, and trust that they would come out the right way and contain all that was important. And so... I spoke about feeling this constant current of guilt toward the Jewish people... how I thought this was normal, how I traced it back to my grandparents Jewish friends who hadn't been saved... how I grew up with their story and the beautiful porcelain things in my grandparents home... and how Hannah's story had set something in motion... It was hard to look at the faces in the audience, Brandon right next to me had tears in her eyes, that much I noticed... and I dimly saw people weeping along with me in the front row now, where Hannah sat next to 4 or 5 other women from Israel... ...next I shared the discovery at the abundance retreat of how little time I could give myself for "serviceless" activities... and that my life seems driven by the need to work off this guilt... and there Brandon jumped in.

Brilliant as she is in turning a big personal emotional moment into a moment of expanded awareness for everyone else in the room, she spoke about war consciousness. War consciousness as she had experienced it in Germany with the practitioners in training, how much of it poured into the open there, how deeply it was still buried in this generation and how this war consciousness is something that is part of all our lives, how has been passed on from all our ancestors, whether we know it or not, and concluded that it was up to each of us to clear up this consciousness, because otherwise we remain part of the problem. I had not yet said anything about my memories of Egypt, and now this part of my "confession" that had weighted the heaviest on me, was thus pushed into a shifted energy. Her remarks had given a larger context to my contribution, it had already become something that was being used to clear the very war consciousness I had puled up into the spotlight, it was not about just myself any longer... and in that context speaking about what I had discovered in my Journey back to Egypt had suddenly become much less emotional, it felt almost abstract, yet it too still needed to be exposed, and so I did, very matter of fact, in order not to feel I was being over dramatic. As Brandon was speaking again, I sat there thinking "I really want to ask for forgiveness... can I just ask for this? ...is it even appropriate?.", but I didn't dare to interrupt her. Scattered throughout the audience I could now make out little strings of people who held their hands in a Namaste prayer, looking at me, many were still crying, I scanned over the women from Israel in the front row, yes all of them had their hands together, but others too... and it dawned on me that these were all the Jewish practitioners. Instinctively all of them were sending this silent Namaste to me... and right then Brandon said: "Tomma, before the evening is over, I want you to go to every person who is holding their hands in Namaste right now and ask for their forgiveness." ... Wow... I hadn't expected THAT, not a direct personal exchange like that... that was overwhelming... and made me burst right into tears again.

And then Brandon turned the waves of emotion in the room into something beautiful and made us sing along to a song we all knew very well, called "praises to the world". I still had a hard time looking out into the audience, and so I sang my trembling words into the gray carpet on stage, my voice shaky... when I looked up after a while, I saw that a few single people had risen and sang standing up, their hands now also in Namaste, and as the song progressed, more and more rose to their feet ... by the time the music had ended half the room was standing in prayer, wherever I looked eyes were looking back at me. The love was immense. Feeling one with a room full of other human beings... that's what this was like. Circles ever expanding... yes.

When the song was over, Brandon gave everyone another assignment: find at least five people and say to each other: "I forgive you for having carried the war consciousness of your ancestors." Truly, this war consciousness lived in all of us, there wasn't a single country on this planet that hadn't at a time in the past been at war against another country, another race, or another religion, and killed as many of it's people as possible. Yes, so true. And as people paired up everywhere to forgive each other, Brandon was the first one to speak this forgiveness to me.

Oh, the wave of love and gratitude! I received forgiveness from so many, people lined up to meet me face to face, over and over people thanked me for stepping on stage, some wept on my shoulder. One of the men from Holland cried about all the Jewish people his ancestors had delivered into German concentration camps, his grandfather too had been part of that. One woman, crying profusely, asked me for forgiveness against the prejudices she had carried all her life. Another woman suddenly remembered during her childhood how her father had bragged about how many German planes he had shot down during the war, how many bombs he had dropped. More tears on my shoulder. Another woman told me her father had been a "survivor", and as she spoke there was nothing but kindness in her face. It was a bath... of... something indescribable.

By the time I went to bed, I was so washed clean, so poured over with love and forgiveness, so grateful, so elated, so alive... it was hard to go to sleep.

I woke up with images in my head of groups of people being brought together forgiving each other. Was this something I was called to do? Had I been given this amazing experience in order to take it with me and create a container for others to release the burden of their old genetic guilt? Was this a way to create a stronger peace consciousness in this world? Germans traveling to Israel meeting with Jews? Jews meeting with Palestinians? Americans asking native Americans for forgiveness? Catholics making peace with Protestants in Ireland? Blacks forgiving Whites... US Citizens forgiving members of terrorist groups... them forgiving us...? What would become possible?


Interestingly the day I finished writing up this segment was Yom Kippur. We had been invited to a friends house for a potluck dinner and that's when I learned what this holiday actually means: it's a day of asking forgiveness!

The above questions are still with me. I can do nothing but bring it into the open and surrender to where life takes me with this.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

A New Chapter

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10/2/09



Today I am announcing something new.

A new form of my work.

A new collaboration that has been preparing itself and growing into blossom since the summer.


This summer was so rich and full. My body had healed, rather quickly really, but the wave of a longer transformation was still carrying me, still bringing new insights, new perspectives, and new skills into my life. In July I met a lovely woman at a wonderful workshop at Kripalu, who needed a room to stay in for a couple of weeks, as she was in the process of moving from Oregon to the Berkshires... and through this divine orchestration she landed in our guest room. Her name is Mary Pat.

I had learned she did some kind of energy work, not something I would have normally been all that interested in, but something about THIS sparked my interest and before long we decided to exchange our work with each other.

Wow, was that a surprise, I don't think I had ever experienced anything like it.

How can I describe it to you? There was music, there was sound she made, different kinds of sound, there was touch, very light, there was the experience of space through the movement of her body, there was closeness and distance. There was a reverence, a love and an intimacy that was at times breathtaking, AND there was energy, in a way I have never felt in my body. Especially afterwards... as if my entire brain stem was rewiring itself... as if I had been infused with a higher voltage than I had been able to generate on my own.

It felt ancient, and timeless, and fresh,
and loving and surprising... all at once. As if this woman was an angel who had floated effortlessly into my life, right here into this room, where she now worked with such dedication, precision, and knowing ... moving through the space around my body in a deeply soothing mysterious dance with my soul. A dance. That's what she had called it before she started: "I am so honored to be dancing with your soul." And I remember thinking: "Dancing? When I am laying here flat on the table?" But, ohhhh yes. A dance it was.

Looking back at the subject of this session the shift has felt so natural, so effortless, and the clarity and insights came so quickly, it never felt like I had to DO anything about it.

As fate had arranged it,
a couple of days later I received a call from my sister in Chile who was looking for help. How lucky this work could be done long distance! Mary Pat was ready to jump in on the issue, and in no time we had arranged a time for my sister that very evening. After Mary Pat had gone upstairs into her room to begin her work, I still sat at the dining table right below her and all of a sudden I thought: "I am doing a Journey in consciousness for my sister too, I'll just work right along with her." And so I did. I noticed a few things: it was very, very easy, the connection felt really, really deep, and my sister had a truly profound experience. That's how our collaboration was born.

We have since collected many more experiences and fine tuned and tweaked the merging of our work with over a dozen different people, both here in the US and also in Germany. We have seen evidence that the energy and consciousness flow that is set in motion is accelerated through the combination of the two modalities. And we are excited about that. The results are so very good.


Now we are ready to offer this work at a low introductory rate to everyone here.
This is how it works:

You let us know what you want to shift or energize in your life.

You need about one and a half hours.

At an appointed time you receive this work comfortably in your own home.

During the first hour you lie down and simply hold an intention of being open to receive all that is being brought into flow, receive all that is ready to come to you and to let go what is ready to be released.

After the session you give Mary Pat a call and share with her what you experienced. She will then give you some feedback from her perspective and speak about how she experienced the energy flowing toward you and what subjects may have appeared during her work with you. She does think of it as a dance with your soul.

I speak my journey experiences onto a digital file, which I send to you via e-mail.

During this "Journey in consciousness" I walk with you down a set of magic stairs into a space of your inner being, meet with your mentor, embark on a magic vehicle, land somewhere in your body, discover where the critical cellular memory that is the root cause for your issue has been stored, and what emotion it's been held in, and then find a memory. I have found that this is not always a conscious memory of an actual event, but just as often a memory of a shift into restriction in your being which has been unconsciously held at the soul level. I will bring this memory with you to the campfire, where we open into a dialog between the younger you and the participants and facilitate whatever it is that allows the clearing and release of the old consciousness to happen. This might include a vow, or belief changes, cutting of legacy lines, an integration of a past life, and advice from the mentor. It always concludes in an expression of forgiveness.


The introductory cost for a full Double Session is $ 150.

Please feel free to call or e-mail with any questions.
We look forward to to sharing this work with you.

To find out more about Mary Pat's work, you are welcome to visit the web site of her teacher Amy Skezas and her guide describing the sessions they give. Each practitioner brings through their own unique expression of this work, yet the fundamentals are so well expressed here. Mary Pat was a student in Amy's first class, assisted in classes, and worked closely with her for several years when she lived in the Bay Area.: http://roselight.com/ebw_about.html




Some responses from our first group of clients:


"Dear Tomma,
I just finished watching and listening to the 'session" material. I was blown away with what you were able to tell me. I am going to listen to it again and expound on my thoughts. So much of it was "right on!" I can't tell you how much this means to me. [...]
Much love and gratitude."


"I wept buckets when my a father apologized and said he was so sorry. I felt the "freedom" in the forgiving. [...]I'm feeling good. I still am reveling in my session with you. [...]"


"The [new] beliefs you mentioned, are very important to me, because I have always been working with another belief: I am not worthy. But the belief 'I am not important' is more accurate and I recognized the immense impact of that belief in my life. So, I'll continue playing with the new beliefs that you haven been spoken of. [...]
Thank you for your time and healing. I feel very blessed."


"It felt very strange but soothing, as if the inside of my body was being massaged, and later there were images of many people in different kinds of ethnic clothing who were working on my organs... and it was as if smoke came our of my body. [...] I don't ever see things like that."


"Your audio file was incredible and completely accurate. I have many memories like the one you describe with my father. [...]Your description of his psyche--[...]--is very accurate. [...]
[...] the journey picked up on the essence of this aspect of my childhood and, it seems, the first time that the inner break occurred for me while living in all this tension and uncertainty. [...] this really struck many chords, as you can see."


"Dear, dear Tomma,
I am speechless, deeply moved, unable to comprehend fully ... astounded, and still shivering from a coldness inside, and one ear all hot... and inside of me something knows: yes, yes, this is the key!!! I will let it settle, - can't sort the words - especially your last summary hits the very core - [...]
I thank both of you so very much -"


"I can already say, I'm feeling really good. I feel more in my center. I am able to think of myself again, it's like there is a new protective layer all around, that regulates me. Like a strong current that keeps negative stuff away from me.
[...] And I am really quiet inside. Normally the next problem would already be showing up inside, [...] it's as if a big knot has opened that finally lets me be in the now. [...]
Thank you for everything!"

Friday, May 1, 2009

"The Journey did not heal my Body"

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4/30/09

This may actually be the fist real "news"letter I am writing, as it contains some personal news many of you don't yet know about.

Since January 24th I have been on my own intense, surprising and exhilaration healing journey.


On that day I took myself into the emergency room, thinking I had an inflamed appendix. By the end of the day, with maximum amounts of delauded in my bloodstream, after the morphine had ceased to be strong enough, I was diagnosed with two grapefruit size cysts, one on each ovary.

Surgery, initially the only solution to my situation, ended up being postponed several times, always for good reasons, which gave my body time to recuperate and after 3 days created the opportunity for me to go home and give my body the chance to heal naturally.

For one month I withdrew from all possible obligations and focused on listening to my belly. To sit and breathe. I used all the tools I believe in: Journeywork, bodywork, energywork, hypnosis, nutrition, chiropractic adjustments, and hydrogen peroxide treatments... my days were filled.

A flood of issues were revealed and released, surprising and painful discoveries made, and over the weeks my body became lighter and lighter. In spite of how good I felt, the cysts were not changing much.

In early March a second pain attack sent me straight back to the emergency room. I didn't leave the hospital for 8 days. The surgery removed both cysts, together with tubes and ovaries, and on March 15th I finally returned home. There had been no cancer.


I want to tell you that these last months have been one of the most expansive, transformational and fascinating experiences of my life.

I have kept a journal, initially to keep my friends and family informed and connected... later to gain more clarity about what I was experiencing... still later to collect everything that might be of interest and value to others.

You are welcome to browse through it. http://tommashealingjourney.blogspot.com



This is what happened last Monday.
In the car on my way to the city.
It feels important to share it with you.

I don't recall what triggered this succession of thoughts, but I will try to recreate them here. There are several experiences that fell together like a mosaic, allowing me to arrive at a new realization. A big one.


The first reflection was on the news that one of my German clients had died. Rose had still been young, in her thirties, mother of a small child and she was suffering from a recurring form of colon cancer. When she came to me a year and a half ago, the medical world had told her that she should put her things into order, because there was nothing much they could do for her. Yet she had felt this surge of conviction that she could make it through this third bout of cancer. I had only been able to work with her twice, in between I had been wondering whether I should have given her firmer assignments, whether I should have been more demanding in her using the Journeywork more often during the months while I could not be in Germany. Would it have made a difference? Who knows.

I was convinced, because I knew by example, that it was possible for one Journey to turn around any health situation - IF it hit the target. And over the years I had been waiting for an opportunity to show off with such a case of my own. Humbly and a little embarrassed I need to confess this here: ultimately I was looking to "show off" - with the best intention of course, because I believed that if I had only one spectacular case under my belt, of somebody who got healed when there had been no hope, or of some condition that got turned around when nothing else had helped, that that would finally start to spread the word in our area faster and farther than I had been able to on my own.

So, somewhat unconsciously, I had been looking for a situation with some public attention to show the power of the effect of the Journey, I was really still trying to demonstrate the power of healing, by delivering an undeniable proof of the result of doing this work. And the result to me was health returned, an illness conquered, a condition relieved. And while I did have lots of "smaller" successes in that way, while some of them had even been stunning in some way, I was never led to a situation where I had been able deliver the Journey as the cause for a major impressive victory. Victory. That was what success looked like to me.

So, in that way I had failed
with Rose, even though the Journey brought her something she valued, though it may have even extended her life. I had failed too with William Ward, even though I only saw him once and much too briefly, because he was already pretty weak. I had failed even with Alex Ballinger, because I hadn't been persistent enough to get in touch with her, and so I hadn't succeeded in at least creating a chance for myself to help her. Not all of that was there as a conscious thought in my head, but the taste of that feeling was present when I thought about Rose as I was driving down the Taconic Parkway.

And then yesterday... I had gotten a letter from another client in Germany, who I have worked with three times over the past years. She wrote that she had been diagnosed with tumors in her lymph tissue. That she wanted to work with me on this issue and was looking forward to seeing me again. She had decided against a medical path and, yes, she was scared. Translucent light green clouds of budding trees were streaming by outside my car window, as I remembered what I responded to her. It is a response I would not have given in the past. I wrote back saying that my first suggestion would be to examine if it really has to be an either or decision, if it might not be possible to include mainstream medicine in her healing process. That more than anything I believed this was about listening to her body, to ask her body who and where she could feel safe with, and if there were difficult decisions to be made she could imagine an image of each of the possible decisions and then merge each one of them into her body and check what that felt like.

Listening to our body.
I had in fact just reminded Jimmy of that two days ago. He is down in Florida again for the big air show "Sun and Fun" - working really hard, running around on the airstrip during the day, sun beating down on the crowds, making connections and lining up photo shoots and then getting up at 6:00 every day to be in the air with the soft morning light, and often again in the evening. After a couple of days he is worn out, his voice so tired at night... but he wants to take every opportunity to schedule more work, and be able to deliver the written stories right away to the magazine too. So I had to remind him to stop. To say NO. To listen to his body. To not wear himself out... for what? To take a nap when his body is calling out like this. Wasn't that what we both had learned during the past months? Sure enough, yesterday he gave in and slept 4 hours straight in the middle of the day. Thank God!

Listening to our body. Maybe that was a major ability I needed to teach my clients from now on? Just as important as doing the Journey itself? It was, wasn't it? That's how I had learned what I needed to learn on my healing path. That's how I had made many of the major decisions.

Listening to our body and being open to discovering something new. Yes. That was the other big thing hat had happened to me. In the beginning I thought I knew where this path was going to lead me. I had expected to heal my body with the Journey and maybe other natural healing tools and to deliver my own proof of the power of this work. And then I had to experience that that's not what it was about. Not at all. Had the Journey healed my body? No. But had it been the very tool to help me understand what this passage was really about? Yes! And... had my body healed in the end? Yes, absolutely.

Discovering something new.
Yes, that was the second piece. And this too should be an essential part of everybody's healing process. It makes sense doesn't it? After all if what we know and do and believe and understand so far contained the ingredients to help our body heal, it would have done that already. Just as Brandon discovered something totally new when she found the Journey, we too need to expect that there is something different out there for us to integrate into our lives, something we had not known before, not in it's fullness.

Our body is nothing but the messenger. Our illness is nothing but the doorbell ringing to let this messenger talk to us...

This is somewhat how the new awareness arrived in my thinking consciousness. And by the time I was crossing the bridge over the Croton Reservoir, the rosy sunset sky reflecting like liquid gold in the still water, filling the air like a soft haze that made you want to stop and touch it... this realization was there with utter clarity:


"As a healer I am not here to help your body heal.
That can not be our primary goal. And it is not our job to conquer your illness either.

Rather I am here to help you welcome this messenger and find out what your body and your life is trying to tell you. Your illness or your physical condition is not here trying to defeat you, it is not an error, a punishment or a failure that it has arrived in your life; on the contrary: It is here to help you discover something you have not be able to notice on your own, a different way of seeing, of understanding and living life.

The measure of success of any interaction between us therefore is not that the illness will disappear, but that you will reach an expanded, liberated and truer way of living your life. And whether your body repairs itself or lets itself be repaired in that process does not make a big difference in the end."



My own life has been and continues to be more profoundly changed than I can put into words right here. The gifts I have received I could not even have imagined. The way the events were orchestrated to carry me through this experience I could have never thought up in my most brilliant moments.

More than ever I am convinced that life never makes a mistake. It is up to us to unravel the mystery that will allow us to welcome it as the loving gesture it always is.

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Your Story of who you are - June 2008

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Your Story of who you are.
An open Letter to the Graduating Classes of 2008.


6/21/08

It is one week after my daughters graduation. A week ago we all sat in the auditorium, saw the graduates walking in accompanied by beautiful music, all of them so dressed up, so festively, so solemnly. We celebrated, cried and listened; were moved and impressed by their speeches, and performances, by their presence, and their maturity. We enjoyed hearing the adult speakers too, who had good words to say, good memories to bring back, good advice to give, and good insights to share. All so beautiful, caring, eloquent and inspiring. I went home very moved: happy and sad at the same time, a time of endings and new beginnings. It wasn’t until a few days later, when I thought about what it might be that they would take with them into the world from these events, and from those speeches, that something felt missing to me. Something nobody had spoken about.

It compelled me to write down what I would have liked to say to them... something I wish all graduating students could know. So, if you happen to know one, please pass it along.


Dear Graduates,


What are you taking with you?

Clearly what you are taking with you into the beginning of adulthood is the education you got. And of course we all hope it will serve you in the very way we envisioned it would. But you are taking something else with you that will actually have a much bigger impact on your life: your own story of who you are. This story contains everything you believe about yourself. It has been shaped to a degree by this school, and by what you have experienced here, not only by what you have learned, and what you have accomplished, but also by what you have been hurt by, what you have missed, and what you have failed in. Everyone of you has had those experiences too.

My own daughter was lucky to be able to go to a school were the teachers can safely be described as generally idealistic, immensely dedicated and caring. That may be a rare thing in this world. Whether or not you went to a private school, or a public school, whether you loved or hated your time there, during your years in this school you had both good and bad experiences. Everybody does. That is true even at a school like ours, where the teacher, who was chosen to give the graduation speech during the school ceremony, described it as a place where you could mess up and be forgiven. Looking at those 18 students on the podium, I was aware in that moment that some of them wouldn’t agree with that, as much as the teachers believed that was the school they had created. You too probably had experiences where you felt punished, maybe even unjustly so, maybe you have at times felt overlooked, unrecognized, or picked upon as well... Yes, this too was part of the reality of going to school for them and for you.

The opening chapter of this story had already been written...

Here it is helpful to come back to your story of who you are. It is important to realize that the opening chapter of this story had already been written when you first entered your school, and the character you were cast to play in this story was already clearly outlined. That also means the people you were about to meet, teachers as well as classmates, would either fit into your story and play a bigger part in it, or they wouldn’t. And as every story has its heroes and its villains, so did and does yours, therefore also the bad parts had to be filled, and filled they were. Not because the person who happened to play such a role was inherently bad, but simply because they were capable of filling that particular part, simply because they embodied enough characteristics that were familiar, enough that matched.

It was as if you saw someone taking dance steps you knew, heard the music that you knew, and you couldn’t help but jump in and dance that dance with them. Sometimes you would dance a tango, and sometimes you would dance a waltz. And usually, once you start to dance a particular dance with someone, you dance it all the way to the end. Because once you have started, it’s pretty impossible to change the steps right in the middle of it, even when you try.

Understanding your story and how you fill the parts in it explains how it may have been possible that you had interactions with teachers - or parents, who might genuinely think they do something from a place of love and service to you and your education, while you may have had experiences that felt very different. Of course there are always some adults who act out of fear, trying to protect themselves. For them it’s harder to see who you are. They also tend to be the ones who play the bad guys. The point is: Everyone can’t help but play out their story. Teachers too. And you fit into theirs as well.

You are only about to recast the principle parts...

It is your story that is coming with you, now that you are leaving. Now, even though it seems like life is ready to start all anew somewhere else, even though you may be leaving so many people behind, in a way you are only about to recast the principle parts that are now opening up with new actors. It is good to know that. The more you know about your story, the more you can slip into a different part, the more you become the director.

During your graduation festivities you probably heard a lot of inspirational advice of keeping your passion alive, making the right choices, staying true to who you are, and following your dreams. Can you actually just do this? Parents and teachers will always tell you that, those are always our hopes and aspirations for you. We will always encourage you, reassure you, and remind you of the dream we think you are reaching for. Many of us do this because we want you to have something we feel we ourselves have lost sight of, because we still love the idea of making a dream come true, because we believe that the way to lead a truly happy and fulfilling life is to live your dream, to reach what you have envisioned.

Reality though looks a bit different. Every generation growing up knows that not everyone meets their dream, and surely not for lack of wanting, not even for lack of trying.

I know this from the inside: I happen to work with adults who have lost a dream, lost their ability to make good choices, their belief in who they are, and their passion along with it, sometimes so much so, their bodies have become ill as well, proving to them that indeed there are limits, that indeed they can’t. My work happens to be about reawakening that dream and moving it back into reach.

Therefore I know that at the root of every problem you encounter, every fear that grips you by the throat, every bad habit that gets in the way, every addiction you cannot shake off, or every painful relationship you have, is an experience you had long ago that closed a door inside of you. There is much I could say about why those doors close, but not here. Suffice it to say we all have our share of them.

I am not saying this to discourage you.

When the door to your dream doesn't open no matter what you do...

I am saying this to tell you: when it happens at a future point in your life and you knock on the door you need to open in order to step into the next passage toward your dream, and you find it locked, and you find it locked every time you knock, no matter how loud you knock, how much you scream, or how friendly you ask, when no matter what you do, this door remains locked; I want you to know that it is not locked because you are not meant to open it, not because you are not good enough, not because you have made mistakes in the past you are now paying for, or because someone powerful doesn’t recognize your potential. I want you to know that this door is closed ONLY because any one of these kinds of assumptions has become part of your story, has become something you started to belief about yourself. Life will always prove to you what you believe, it will always collaborate in the most miraculous way to let you play out your part.

This may sound even more discouraging. As if there is no way out of this story of yours.

But now I am going to tell you a secret:

As powerful as this story is - and it is powerful - as much as it shapes all of your experiences in life, in the end it is NOT who you are.

This is what you need to know:

It doesn’t matter how long something has been buried inside of you, how long a door has been bolted shut. You, and you alone can open it again, and when you do, you will discover that it was you who closed it to begin with, not your parents, not your teachers, and not the world around you, even though it probably looked like that for the longest time.

The person you are underneath your story is someone you haven’t even met yet. Your full potential is still waiting. Waiting to be released.

This speech is not about how you actually do this. Not all of you are going to be interested in exploring yourself like that anyway, that too may already be part of your story. I am only here to tell you: It is possible. If you want to, you can. There is more than one way. And when you look for it, the right way for you will be there. My hope is that you’ll remember this. My hope is you won’t need to wait to discover this until you are 50 years old.

And finally here is one more secret: While everybody sets out to reach their dream, while everybody believes once they reach it, life is going to be so wonderful, very few people understand that what really makes you happy is not reaching your dream, but having it. It always only seems like we are doing something in order to get something we think we need. What we really need is the energy and excitement that comes from having a dream, from wanting something, or being engaged in a project we love, because that is what nourishes our soul, and makes us feel alive. So, once you do reach your dream, make sure to take a deep breath and start looking for a new one.




I wish you all the best on your path through life.

Tomma


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