Where did that come from?

Where did that come from? Ever asked yourself that question? Even just into yourself?

 On certain occasions we can surprise people (and ourselves even more!) with knowledge which we weren't even aware we had. It's as though we have access to a virtual memory programme which can pop up on the odd occasion when we need to reach for something important. It can be very handy in an interview or exam situation. At other times, maybe not so helpful.

 Of course the human brain is a remarkable piece of engineering and a first class storage system for that matter. Imagine the task of printing out every iota of knowledge and useless information we store up-top; I for one can't imagine the size of facility which we would require. But as well as storing facts, figures, photos, numbers, faces, places, holidays and who we are, it also stores things we would rather forget from time to time. Emotions, feelings, times when people pushed our buttons, sad occasions, things that caused us harm or disappointment or even pain at certain points in our lives.

 I'm thinking about the size and make up of that storage facility. What if inside of our brains, somewhere deep inside our subconscious minds, was a room full of filing cabinets, drawers, shelves, boxes perhaps even a safe where we are the only key-holder allowed access. What might we store there? What if someone broke in? What if someone was raking through those most private belongings??? Ahhhh!! How would we react? Panic? Anger? Tears? Fear? Fight or even Flight?



 Sometimes, all it takes to set us off is someone consciously or unconsciously messing about within our store room upstairs. Breaching our NO-ENTRY sign without even knowing it and without us even realising that's what has happened.

 I think this happens all the time. Every day we can experience fear, panic, anger, emotions we can't quite describe, that dark cloud or the red mist just descends. Our mood, feelings, inner safety or well-being can suddenly feel compromised and there is no obvious explanation for it.

Often the first thought that comes to most rational of minds is, "I'm going mad" or "I'm losing it, I must be".

 Of course we're not going mad and we're not losing it. If you push something far enough it will move, drawers can open, boxes can topple over and whey hey......out it spills. Or worse, it just slowly trickles until the puddle gets bigger and bigger and we finally notice something is wrong and something is bothering us.

What can we do about it?

 I think we can do many things, the last of which involve medication, cigarettes or alcohol!

 Let's talk;

Yes let's talk. Talking something through can be an amazing experience. It can be exhilarating and lead to freedom. Talking to a friend can help a lot of the time. But when you are coping with extreme emotions such an anger, anxiety, sadness or fear a professionally trained person is always recommended.

You can talk to your GP, your practice nurse, a counsellor, a therapist, a hypnotherapist or a psychotherapist. The list is by no means exhaustive. But the most important part of the message is talk, talk to someone.

There's always something refreshing about moving the furniture about - yes I like that - that feels better. The same can be said for a good clear out in our memory store room. A wee bit extra space can make all the difference. A good de-clutter can work wonders, is it something you need to do?

 Maggie.

 Senior therapist.

 Bee Yourself Hypnotherapy.

www.beeyourself-hypnotherapy.co.uk