Well where do I start?
After the course yesterday a few us went to the pub for dinner. And as I mentioned in yesterdays post, I decided, in a moment of temporary instanity, to try and meet up with my brother. The logistics of this required me to book and pay for a cab for him to come over to my hotel, and the same in return.
He lives in New Cross and there was no way I was going there!
So here he is. No spiky punk hair because it was too cold.
It was after 10pm by the time he arrived and it was about 1:30am when I waved goodbye to him. I got him to record a video for the little one which he did in his own inimitable way and scared the heck out of her when she watched it! At least it gives her time to get used to him before she meets him in person when I bring her down with me to watch me run the marathon.
I wanted to suss out what I could do for him using Cognitive Hypnotherapy. My conclusion was 'not a lot'. Firstly he was very much 'I see how it can work for some but it won't for me'. It took all my skills to explain it to him and I eventually had to break out the pendulum to prove it. He also has epilepsy and hears voices as a result of the way he's abused his body with drugs and alcohol over the years. Neither of these are particularly good around hypnotherapy. I think if anyone can help him, it will have to be one of my fellow trainees at Quest. He would be great practice for them though!
It appears he spent 6 weeks over xmas in prison. How he has got to 41, having been a junkie since he was 16, without a previous record is a mystery - but he has. It apparently was a huge fear for him and he took some pretty drastic steps to avoid going in there. But it seems that once there he coped well and his biggest problem was a horrible purple tracksuit they made him wear. At least he still had his tatoos!
He headed home in a taxi at 1:30am - with all the money I had in my wallet to keep him going and a bottle of magners in his pocket!
Needless to say I didn't sleep well and it was well past 2am before I settled. I was up again at 5am. I don't cope well with contact with certain members of my family and I feel like I have taken a number of steps back after meeting him. I have spent the day either wanting to cry or run headlong into the nearest wall multiple times. I don't entirely understand why I feel this way but I'm sure it will pass because of that. If it was more solid I could use a technique. The fact that it isn't must mean it will pass (I hope!)
At least it wasn't too cold this morning. I even managed a chat with this little chappy on the way home
So on the course: this weekend is, I think, one of the most powerful weekends for the personal development of the people on the course. We look initially at what our values are in life, usually around either our relationships or our careers. The way these exercises work is that you first list all your values, then you rank them in priority (usually surprising yourself by the ones that come top) and then you get to the "what's that all about" of each of the values to get to the real underlying drivers.
You know how we often say "there's part of me that wants to X" or something like that? Well we look at the limiting belief we have around these values. Then we do one of the coolest techniques in the Cognitive Hypnotherapy toolkit called Visual Squash
In this technique you visualise the two different parts of yourself on each hand. You do some work to show that actually both the part you want to resolve and the other, often more positive part, have the same intention in your subconscious. Then with your eyes closed your hands come together and in that the two parts become integrated.
It was very powerful for many people on the course, including my partner who said it was the biggest and most significant change in her since we started the course. It was nice to have been in a position to make that possible.
So now I am once more waiting in London City Airport. My friend that was up for the weekend has gone home. She had a fab day with the little one yesterday, taking her all over the place. This morning the little one wasn't well and actually had a nap which is unheard of. But apparently she perked up after, so fingers crossed.
I am sure this feeling I am carrying will pass soon, and I'm sure having only 3 hours sleep has something to do with it! Luckily I am off work Friday - Tuesday next week so might get a chance to catch up with myself!
