Build a Bridge and get over it … my most detested saying

The saying I detest the most in the world is “build a bridge and get over it”.

 

If I knew how to build that bloody bridge I would have already built it!

Do you think I want to sit in this pain?

Do you think wallowing in this quicksand is how I want my life to be?

Do you think I don’t want to feel joy and happiness rather than this dark pit in my belly?

 

I remember someone trotting out that trite remark years ago, it trips off the tongue so easily.

 

But how do you feel when you’re on the other end of that comment?

 

Dismissed. Unsafe. Misunderstood. Unloved. Insecure . . . . . . .

 

I remember when I stumbled across a counsellor, and stumbled is the right word.

 

I wasn’t looking for a counsellor. I was having some waxing at the time, with the woman who ran the meditation circle I was going to (my first foray into meditation, but that’s a story for another time) and yes, she was a qualified beauty therapist.

 

And we all know that if you have the right therapist or hairdresser you tend to share personal stuff.

 

Well we were talking and she suggested I go and see her friend, who was a registered psychologist / hypnotherapist, but who did so much more. I took her advice and found the most beautiful woman who gave off the most beautiful serene energy, it was calming and validating just being in her presence

 

And if I’m honest sowed the seed for how I wanted to be as a therapist but that was years away, hadn’t even arrived in my thought pattern yet.

For the first time in my life someone just sat there and listened to me.

She didn’t interrupt me, she didn’t tell me what to do, or that I was wrong for feeling that way. I remember telling someone at the time ‘it was like paying someone to be your best friend, to just sit there and listen to you without interrupting’, it was the most amazing thing I had ever experienced.

 

I also remember saying to my friend ‘I think you could tell her you murdered someone and she would tell you were right and understand why you did it’. (I’m exaggerating here of course) but that’s the feeling I had. She was the first person to tell me that I was OK, that what I’d done was OK and how I felt was OK.

 

She held me in that energy of complete and utter acceptance.

 

She was the only person who has ever done that for me.

 

She was the only person who had made me feel OK.

 

It would be more than ten years later after I had become a massage therapist, a Reiki master, a Bowen therapist, an Australian Bush Flower Essence practitioner, an holistic counsellor, a participant of many workshop that I found ThetaHealing and the answer to …

. . . how to build a bridge and get over it!



What saying do you find most irritating?

 

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