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How to Cope With Big Emotions During a Pandemic

How to Cope With Big Emotions During a Pandemic

 

We are having big emotions during our pandemic.  Some of them are like internal tidal waves.

 

They can be so big, so constant, so immersive we just need to get away from these feelings.  In fact, we’ll do anything to get away from them.  Some people will drink too much, eat too much or spend too much in order to get away from big emotions.  Some people pick fights.  All in an attempt to avoid being in the same room with emotions.

 

The only way I’ve found to truly create the space I crave from big emotions, is to treat them as a crowd of people without manners.  I move myself out of the way in service to this crowd.

 

I find a place to sit where I can turn my awareness to the swirl of activity in my mind and in the home of my heart.  It really is a bit like a child swinging outside looking back in to the house through a big picture window.  Swinging and watching.

 

I pay quiet attention to the feelings, the joy, the meanness, the sorrows, the shame.  I really focus on them until something magic happens.  I let them move about, creating havoc and dancing their dance.  I don’t take it personally….I let them turn up the music and give them even more space to swirl and crash until they lay down completely exhausted.

 

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house, every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.
Rumi

AFT & Feelings Wheel

AFT & Feelings Wheel

AromaFreedom Technique Tools

As we move through the AFT process we identify feelings in present time as well as feelings that may be associated with past events and then use special essential oil blends to help move through those feelings.

This Feeling Wheel has been such a useful tool for me, sometimes in preparing for a session, in reviewing a session or for my client to use directly.

At the core of this chart there are 6 feeling words: mad, sad, scared, joyful, powerful, peaceful

Each one expands outward with words that can be ever so much more descriptive.

There are many kinds of feeling wheels…do a google search for feeling wheel, click “images” and see the huge variety!

A circle of women (a valentine musing)

A circle of women (a valentine musing)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

” The invisible power of women’s circles on the women in them grows out of the power that people have on one another, which is extraordinary.

Anyone’s self-esteem, accomplishment, development of talent, has to do with whether we have been listened to and valued, loved for ourselves, encouraged and supported to do what we believed we could do.

When there is psychological or practical support for making a significant change, change is more likely to happen.  That others believe in us, or have the same perspective we have, or are role models, has a powerful and invisible effect.

The power to resist the collective comes from being in a small circle with like-minded others.  It allows us to keep on in the face of ridicule or opposition that we don’t know what we are talking bout, or don’t belong wherever it is that we want to be.”  (Jean Shinoda Bolen)

Who are the people in your life who listen to

and value what you say and who you are?

 

 

 

 

We all need someone(s) to bear witness when we are struggling, changing, suffering, confused, wondering, seeking.

 

 

I am adept at managing and trying to wind my way through challenges independently and what I’ve discovered is that when I really NEED help…it would be better if I would actually stop being so independent.  This is a sign I’ve fallen into a well-worn adaptive pattern.

My early childhood years were a bit chaotic (and full of love) and what it meant is I learned not to depend on the grown-ups around me.  I learned to try to support myself, work it out myself, lean on myself.  It was ever so much easier to just lead my life by myself.

It really works for me even now that I know better!

AND

It exhausts me, frustrates me and leaves me without access to the ease I really crave in my life.

I recall learning from the world around me that women’s circles were a bit scary because the women in them were scary to my young self.  Many of the women in my family didn’t have the ability to effectively interact with someone as sensitive as my very young girl self.

In my 20’s, while working as a classroom teacher, I had the opportunity to experience circles of women in my profession.  They were a bit scary to me too.  I found safety in becoming a leader in this world.   I didn’t really like depending on these women though.  They were not the kind of social circle that encouraged creativity or risk-taking or soft, tender heart-opening work.

I avoided circles of women for decades.

 

I learned that I prefer private counselling when I’m struggling.

 

I won’t share my vulnerabilities as freely with a group.

 

And that’s ok.

As an older adult, I’ve been fortunate to discover there are lovely, encouraging, supportive, beautiful women’s circles.

 

And I take part when I feel called.

 

I offer to lead or co-lead circles in my own home.  This is possible now because of a business I ran for 20 years.

In the 1990’s, I opened a music and movement school for babies and children.  I became the queen of a tiny kingdom.  It was wonderful!

I had the huge blessing to have facilitated thousands of circles with moms and dads and their infants and young children through my music and movement work at Musicalia.

This was ever so much safer than being with JUST women.

 

There was a kind of safety in this work that can really only exist when we all have a single focus on our younger generation and everyone is offering respect to one another.

 

This looked like softer gazes, a willingness to forgive, a willingness to try harder to understand and feel compassion for others and leading these groups I could feel that flow and connection between the members of every class.  I was able to call that out in so many people because of the social/energetic containers or structures I created for the families.

 

These small groups of 8 families or less, allowed us all to resist collectives at schools, in the parking lot, on the parent advisory boards, in our extended families and in the outer community.

 

Time spent weekly with these like-minded folk, gave us all a shared sense of the importance of kindness and cooperation as we sang, talked, danced and played music.

 

This would never have been possible without the nurturing care of my own counsellors.  Taking the time to heal my own heart in therapy during my 20’s and 30’s helped me to grow up.  It helped me to grow into the kind of person who could hold space for others.

 

I think I would affectionately be referred to as “the wounded healer”…someone who has sustained deep emotional wounding and done the inner work to become a safe haven for others searching to heal their own inner wounds.

Maybe you are in the process of healing inner wounds or wish there was a safe place for you to bring light to those shadowy places inside.  If that’s you, I have created a healing space designed for the exact purpose.  It’s called Breathing Space.

Read more about Breathing Space here

I invite you to contact me for an initial conversation.

Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD)

Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD)

Seasonal Affective Disorder

There are biological and emotional causes for seasonal affective disorder. Reduced sunlight can affect our biological circadian rhythm and a neurotransmitter (serotonin) decreases. Serotonin is responsible for our emotional well-being.

Light therapy, anti-depressants and vitamin D are well-known treatments for SAD and are thought to affect serotonin. Aromatherapy is becoming popular as a treatment now because of its effectiveness and ease of treatment.

Essential Oils can uplift, energize and calm our mood during the long winter months and can dramatically help ease the effects of SAD.

Even though spring is coming, February, March & April are still very cold and summer can feel far away! Symptoms of SAD can affect day-to-day living for those who struggle with it. Essential oils can make a huge difference.

 

Symptoms of SAD may include:

  • low energy
  • sleeping problems
  • lethargy
  • weight gain
  • depressed immune system
  • change in appetite
  • agitation
  • having a hard time concentrating
  • losing interest in activities you typically enjoy

 

My top 10 oils to support someone suffering with SAD

  1. Bergamot
  2. Cardamom
  3. Jasmine
  4. lime
  5. Cedarwood
  6. Neroli
  7. Orange
  8. Patchouli
  9. Rose
  10. Vetiver

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Try choosing a few from the list + blending them together.

For example:  bergamot, orange, neroli, patchouli + cardamom

Put a few drops of your own blend into your diffuser daily.

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Make your own rollerball

Put 10-15 drops into a 10 ml rollerball and add a carrier oil like jojoba oil.

Roll on your wrists, your heart + back of your neck thorughout the day

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There are blends already created by Young Living that include some of these ingredients and while not created specifically for SAD, I believe would be very helpful to them.

 

  1. StressAway
  2. Joy
  3. Harmony
  4. Inner Child

 

If you are suffering with SAD or a mood disorder, it’s possible I can help you find relief, either through aromatherapy, AFT or Intuitive Energy Massage + Intuitive Counselling.

I’d love to speak more with you.  Book a session or free consult today.

 

 

Snow + Miracles + Heaven

Snow + Miracles + Heaven

 

The absolute, God-is-real, angels exist, magic-is-in-the-air, yes-Susan-there-is-a-Santa, gratitude-filled Christmas memory happened when I was 8.

 

The season began tragically when my father was killed in a plane crash just two weeks before Christmas.

It was a terrible, sad time. Yet, after the funeral, my mother put up a tree for us. My grandmother was displeased, saying it was inappropriate to celebrate Christmas when her son had just died. My mother felt differently. She felt it was very important for her children to have a Christmas.

 

Then she made another decision, and as she packed our suitcases, announced, “We’re going to visit your uncle on the West Coast. We’re going to Victoria where there is NO SNOW!”

She was pretty excited by the “no snow” part. I was not. I was worried that the combination of “no daddy” and “no snow” would mean Christmas might not actually happen. I didn’t mention this, though. Mom was busy, and besides, the plans were made. We were to fly from Calgary to Vancouver and then to Victoria.

 

The trip itself was quietly terrifying for my young self. As you can imagine, considering what had just happened to my father, just getting on a plane to go somewhere didn’t seem like the best idea.

We left a snowy Calgary on Christmas Eve and landed in Vancouver to find all remaining flights that night were cancelled due to fog. Victoria travellers would have to be bussed to a ferry. This added many hours to our journey, and you can imagine how exhausted my mother was, travelling with two small children and overwhelmed by crushing hordes of cranky people in airports, busses, and then a crowded ferry.

 

Things brightened once we made it to Victoria and were greeted by my favourite uncle. He took us back to his beautiful home where we spent Christmas Eve, leaving snacks for Santa, with me silently hoping for miracles.

Victoria sits in one of those strange places in Canada that just doesn’t receive snow. It was lovely and green and there wasn’t a snowflake to be seen that night as we arrived. I felt my heart sadden with the thought that not only would my father not be there, but without snow, Santa might not arrive.

 

Christmas morning we awoke to a heavy silence. No birds singing, no car sounds, everything was very still. Overnight it had miraculously snowed.

It was the first time in many years Victoria had received snow at all and the first time in anyone’s memory that it had showed on Christmas Eve. And of course, Santa had somehow left gifts under the tree.

 

To this day, I can still feel in the center of my body what my 8 year old self felt that morning.  An absolute certainty that my daddy in Heaven had made the snow just for us and our most unforgettable Christmas gift ever.