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Articles and Inspirations
A Soul’s Journey: My Path
to the Systemic and Family Constellations Experience
I found this work in the way that all my
journeying has developed since I started getting out of my own way. My
wise and wonderful teacher in Process Acupressure, Aminah Raheem.... Download
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All My Relations
A profound part of the work that I do as
a therapist is based upon the work of Dr. Bert Hellinger in Systemic and
Family Constellations. This is a most unique kind of practice that uses
the energy of the “field” to identify and resolve issues that
may repeat from generation to generation.... Download
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How to Heal Your Family
An article from the November/December 2006 issue of Spirituality and Health Magazine highlights the wonderful benefits of Family Constellation Therapy. Download the article (file size 84k)
Systemic Constellations In Individual Therapy
An article included in a presentation to the 2007 Constellation Congress. Download the article (file size 53k)
The Spiritual Transformation of Motherhood
An article about the incredibly transformative power of motherhood.Download the article (file size 60K)
Orders of Love
A charming ten minute film about family connections that includes interviews with Bert Hellinger. BBC-Orders of Love
Poems
and Inspirations
A poem by Sapphire from Black Wings and Blind Angels
On Trauma
The so-called traumatic experience is not
an accident, but the opportunity for ....
Written by Audrey Hepburn regarding "Beauty Tips".
Bert Hellinger on Life and Death
Life has a beginning and it flows from something
else which is greater than life. Then it flows back. It’s a cycle
which ends at the place it began....
Albert Einstein
A human being is a part of the
whole, called by us 'universe', a part limited in time and space....
From The Prophet by Kahil Gibran
When love beckons to you, follow him....
Marianne Williamson,
from A Return to Love
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
From Elegy for Iris by John Bayley
From Notes to Each Other by Gail and Hugh Prather
Poems and Inspirations
A Poem by Sapphire from Black Wings And Blind Angels
Today
Today is the day you have been waiting for
when you would finally begin to live
when you would at last open the door.
This is the what, the circumstance, the more
you have been withholding, saving to give.
Today is the day you have been waiting for.
when you could sit down to your desk for
hours, take pride, time, find out what work is,
when you would at last open the door
to your own self-development, what god has for
you. Today is the day you come out of prison, live.
Today is the day you’ve been waiting for
the tomorrow you pined away yesterday for.
I think love rhymes in a way with give.
You at last open the door
to the possibility of now, the core
of life is the moment, now, how you live.
Today is the day I have been waiting for
when you would at last open the door.
The so-called traumatic experience is not an accident, but the opportunity for which the child has been patiently waiting-- had it not occurred, it would have found another, equally trivial--in order to find a necessity and direction for its existence, in order that its life may become a serious matter.--- W.H. Auden
The following was written by Audrey Hepburn regarding "Beauty Tips".
For attractive lips,
speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes,
Seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure,
Share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair,
Let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise,
Walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored,
renewed, revived,
reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll
find one at the end of
your arms.
As you grow older, you will discover that you
have two hands, one for
helping yourself, the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she
wears,
The figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her
eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love is.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial more,
But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the
passion that she shows,
And the beauty of a woman with passing years - only grows!
Bert Hellinger on Life and Death
Life has a beginning and it flows from something else
which is greater than life. Then it flows back. It’s a cycle which
ends at the place it began. This is the peace. Deep down we long for this
peace, and so life becomes precious. We are attuned to something beyond
life and death.
A human being is a part of the whole, called by
us 'universe', a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself,
his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest - a kind
of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison
for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a
few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this
prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures
and the whole of nature and its beauty.
From The Prophet by Kahil Gibran
When love beckons to you, follow him
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among
his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste
the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for
your growth so he is for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches
that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to
the earth.
Marianne Williamson, from A Return to Love
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us: it's in everyone. And
as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission
to do the same. As we're liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically
liberates others.
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Then, when we were joined, I became
shyer. I became completed, joyful,
and shyer. I may have shone more, reflected
more, and from deep inside there rose
some glow passing steadily through me, but I was not
playing, now, I felt like someone
small, in a raftered church, or in
a cathedral, the vaulted spaces of the body
like a sacred woods. I was quiet when my throat was not
making those iron, orbital, rusted,
coming noises at the hinge of matter and
whatever is not matter. He takes me into
ending after ending like another world at the
center of this one, and then, if he begins to
end when I am resting I feel awe, I almost feel
fear, sometimes for a moment I feel
I should not move, or make a sound, as
if he is alone, now,
howling in the wilderness,
and yet I know we are in this place
together. I thought, now is the moment
I could become more loving, and my hands moved shyly
over him, secret as heaven,
and my mouth spoke, and in my beloved�s
voice, by the bones of my head, the fields
groaned, and then I joined him again,
not shy, not bold, released, entering
the true home, where the trees bend down along the
ground and yet stand, then we lay together
panting, as if
saved from some disaster, and for ceaseless
instants, it came to pass what I have
heard about, it came to me
that I did not know I was separate
from this man, I did not know I was lonely.
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From Elegy for Iris by John Bayley
So married life began. And the joys of solitude. No contradiction was involved. The one went perfectly with the other. To feel oneself held and cherished and accompanied, and yet to be alone. To be closely and physically entwined, and yet feel solitude�s friendly presence, as warm and undesolating as continguity itself.
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And when two people understand each other
In their utmost hearts,
Their words are sweet and strong,
Like the fragrance of orchids.
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From Notes to Each Other by Gail and Hugh Prather
Did I pick the right person? This question inverts the starting and ending points. We do not pick our perfect match because we ourselves are not perfect. The universe hands us a flawless diamond- in the rough. Only if we are willing to polish off every part of ourselves that cannot join do we end up with a soul mate.
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