Life Coach, Mental Illness, and a Mythical Octopus
After years of therapy I decided a good place to start my journey for answers was with a life coach. I found the perfect one on meetup.com under Healing Shamanism, Hypnotic Healing Services. I booked an appointment with D. Kathleen Simonds.
Kathleen: “So are you ready
to tackle some of your fears? I am going to ask you a couple questions and I
want you to answer with whatever first comes to you?”
Me: “Okay, I am ready.”
Kathleen: “What scares you?”
Me: “Failing, success.”
Kathleen: “What else?”
Me: “Not reaching my true
potential, egotism, self-doubt, overindulging and staying in one place.”
Kathleen: “Okay put your
hands out and put each fear in your hands. Feel which one’s the heaviest.”
I did this until the heaviest
fear was not reaching my true potential.
Kathleen: “Good now what
about that scares you?”
Me: “I’m scared that I’ll
never be satisfied because I’ve felt what I am capable of and if I ignore it
I’ll always know it was there.”
Kathleen: “What about that
scares you?”
Me: “My family. If I always
feel that I have let myself down, how can I truly be the best that I can be for
my family.”
Kathleen: “Good. Now what do
you see if you never reach your true potential?”
Me: “I see an empty shell”
Kathleen: “What do you think
will happen if you become that empty shell?”
Me: “Just a dark emptiness. Nothing’s
coming to mind.”
Kathleen: “Okay. Don’t let go
of that nothingness. Now I’m going to guide you through this. Go deep into that
nothingness. What do you see?”
Me: “Darkness. Now I’m in the
ocean. It’s real deep”
Kathleen: “What’s in the
ocean?”
Me: “A keyhole deep in the
ocean.”
Kathleen: “What do you see in
there?”
Kathleen: “Now I want you to ask the octopus what it’s doing in there”
Time
to man up, I thought and so as silly as I felt I spoke out loud to him.
I had to open my eyes, I was terrified.
Kathleen: “Right now I want
you to call upon whatever makes you feel safe and surround yourself with that.”
No one had asked me that
before so I had to think what truly makes me feel safe and it hit me.
Me: “Nature”
Kathleen: “Good. Close your
eyes and surround yourself with nature and take that down with you to the
octopus.”
Me: “I see the key hole and
the red eye staring at me. I feel a lot less scared but he still isn’t saying
anything.”
I opened my eyes again.
Kathleen came over and held
my hands in hers. Okay close your eyes and think about the octopus. I am going
to talk to it?”
At this point I was ready for
anything so I said “Okay.”
Kathleen: “Hello Mr. Octopus.”
The voice she used with the
octopus sounded like one people use on children’s shows like Sesame Street,
sweet and innocent. Soon the huge octopus became small and whimsical. I
described it to her and we laughed.
Kathleen: “Good. Now, hi Mr.
Octopus what’s that in your hand?”
Kathleen introduced something
that wasn’t there but soon something magically appeared.
Me: “The octopus has a
harpoon in one of its tentacles.”
Kathleen: “What do you plan
on doing with that?”
Me: “He shot the harpoon up all
the way to the sun and pierced it into millions of glistening sun particles.
They are pouring out of it onto the surface of the ocean, lighting it up. The
octopus is giggling.”
Kathleen: “That was beautiful
Mr. Octopus what does that mean?”
Me: “The octopus took off. I am
following him to a cave.”
Kathleen:
“Stop! Now, do you want to go in?”
“Yes”
I said. I felt safe. So I followed him in.
Kathleen: “What in all this treasure
do you want to show us Mr. Octopus?”
Me: “He picked up a huge king’s
crown. I don’t want to think of crowns and things of that nature. I feel it’s egotistical
and that scares me.”
Kathleen: “Okay Mr. Octopus
what can she do to make that less scary?”
Me: “He threw the crown as if
it were garbage. Then he waved his tentacle around at all the rest of the
treasure in the room.”
“You silly little octopus.” I
said.
Kathleen: “Now what in this
pile of treasure should she focus on?”
Me: “He’s showing me a huge
portrait in a golden frame. Images of my family are flickering on it but I can’t
make out any one image.”
Kathleen: “Mr. Octopus what should
we see?’
Me: “Slowly my mom’s picture is
getting larger. Now it’s the only one left.”
Tears started to form in my eyes and my chest
started to heat up.
Kathleen: “What do you want
to say to her?”
I was crying like a baby. “I
want to tell her that I love her and that I am not doing this to hurt her. I’m
doing this because this is her cave of treasure too.”
I love you mom. I am off to train
so that I can ask a mythical red eyed octopus, behind a key hole, what it
wants…………………
Peace, Love, and
Adventure
~ Lewnah
~ Lewnah


















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