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Cheryl's Blog

Cheryl's Blog

Who do you keep forgetting?

I was at the fridge grabbing something to drink when I stood up quickly and whacked my head on the freezer door I’d left open above me. Tears immediately sprang to my eyes as two things happened. I became angry and started criticizing myself for making such a “stupid mistake.” Then I began to reverse-engineer the experience, trying to understand how I’d hit my head in just the right spot to cause such intense pain. That’s when I thought of Charlie Goldsmith and his book, Human Medicine.

Human Medicine by Charlie Goldsmith

I’d finished the book before leaving on vacation and had made notes in preparation for our Zoom gathering this week. It’s why his work quickly came to mind. Charlie’s book is an invitation to notice, name, and embrace the parts of us that were split off during times of intense emotional pain. When we do, we heal past wounds, get unstuck, and generate the kind of solid resilience we can count on. One way we discover these parts is by paying attention to the feelings that occur during present-day situations.

My experience with the refrigerator is a simple example. When I hit my head, I felt instantly vulnerable and hurt, and instead of feeling it, accepting it, and comforting myself, I ejected these parts and became angry and curious. I started berating myself for being so stupid, and I became more interested in how it happened than in what I needed. As soon as I realized what I was doing, I sat down, wrapped my arms around myself, and said, “Sweetheart, it’s okay. I know you’re hurt and I got you.” As the pain subsided (and it did so quickly, by the way), I imagined reaching out to the young girl who couldn’t afford to be vulnerable, pulling her into my arms and folding her into my present-day self.

While this might sound like a silly exercise, it’s a fundamental path to wholeness and healing. Calling back the parts of us that were rejected during intense emotional experiences earlier in life not only makes us whole, it grows us up, and gives us access to the helpful qualities and skills we need as adults. This is the practice Goldsmith writes about in his book (in a very effective way), and we’ll talk more about it during our Zoom gathering this Wednesday.

Goldsmith is an energy healer from Australia, and I began following his work years ago. As someone who has studied energy medicine for decades, I appreciate his gift, his humility, and his desire to bring this healing method into mainstream medicine. Goldsmith is currently involved in several studies to demonstrate the efficacy of this work, and he’s developing an app that will connect healers with those in need of support. I’m excited to share his work with you.

You can join us this Wednesday (7/22) at 3pm ET (12 noon PT) to learn more about Charlie and his plans. If you’ve attended a Zoom gathering before, you’ll automatically receive an invite. If not, you can register here.

Learn more about Charlie Goldsmith and his book here.

Love,

Cheryl

Cheryl's Blog

What needs to die before we do

I stared at the shiny white walls glowing from the bright light hanging above my head. Wrapped in a paper-thin cotton gown, I clutched the opening at my chest, baffled by the fact that someone still hadn’t invented a more comforting cover-up. As I waited for the dermatologist to arrive for my annual skin checkup, I questioned my decision to leave my phone in the car. Learning to stay present is important to me, but today I preferred a distraction.

After nearly 30 minutes of trying to meditate while listening to staff answering phone calls, I grew restless. That’s when I looked down at my feet. Ugh, I thought to myself as I twisted my toes this way and that. I should have gotten a pedicure. My feet are a mess. I held my hands out in front of me and splayed my fingers. And I hate this arthritis in my hands. It makes them look so old.

As I lifted my legs searching for suspicious age spots on my shins, a surprising inner voice commanded me to stop.

Knock it off, Cheryl, it ordered. You’ve been beating your body up for decades. Is this what you’re going to do for the remaining years of your life?

The impact of that question surprised me. I leaned back against the headrest and let out a frustrating sigh. Fault-finding was a well-honed habit, something I’d learned from my Mother who no doubt learned it from hers. We were generationally masterful at spotting physical flaws.

Did I want to keep treating my body like an enemy at this stage of my life? Had it done any good? Did naming flaws motivate me to fix them? Did I feel more loved under this kind of scrutiny and judgment?

No. Never. Not at all.

I stood up, grabbed a notepad and pen from a nearby counter, and wrote the following to myself:

Your body is a blessing. Your hands have written love notes, birthday cards, blogs, and books. Your feet have carried you to meet more beautiful people and places than you can even remember. No more criticism. Only love. Please keep this promise.

After the appointment, during the long drive home, I thought about how well-trained we are at judging ourselves and how this behavior becomes so unconscious and automatic that we don’t even notice it anymore. But this week I did. I caught myself, and I’m ready to lay these old habits to rest.

Some things must die before we do in order for us to age well.

Join me this week for a Zoom gathering on Wednesday, 3/25, at 3pm ET/12 noon PT, to talk about what needs to end so we can live well in our wisdom years. If you’ve been with us on Zoom before, you’ll get the invite. If not, you can register here.

Love,

Cheryl