What Will It Be When When I Love & Approve Of Myself?

Picture By Jemma Loie Hatt

Growing up in England, I was never taught much about self-love, and self-respect, other than, it was big-headed, stubborn, and wrong. My cousins were scolded for not sharing, and if I forgot to say please, and thank you, I was shamed, and told I was rude. Mostly by old, old, old, people from way back in the past, who held some sort of authority over me because of age, and family rankings.

My most recent anxiety spell caused me to review these limitations about myself, and I was given a new  script, fresh from the tree. I have been tapping on it for a little over a week, and its title has inspired this blog post.

I will now gift you another blog post, and excerpt of my own I Will stories, based on the I Will Method by my friend Tammy. You can download the free PDF of the exercise I work from .

I will release those memories, and limitations. I will leave them in the past, and I will explore the notion of what it will be when I will love, and approve of myself.

When I love, and approve of myself, instead of beating myself up when I haven’t gotten this or that done, I will feel at ease with what I have done, and treat myself with compassion.

I will not mind as much that it takes me until midday to pluck up the courage to get out of bed when I have no plans. I will not feel forced by the need to comply with a time schedule that does not align with my body clock.

I will get out of bed because I will have given myself the gift of feeling happy in the now, and I will know what it feels like to throw caution to the wind, seize the day, and embrace life. I will get out out of bed, and my life will appear.

I will compare myself to none other than myself because I will be aware that happiness, and self-worth comes from within me, not outside of me.

What I did in my past will not matter, because what was, was. It will not matter that I fell, but that I got up and kept going. It will not matter where I am, who I am with, or what I will be doing. It will not matter how far I have come but that I arrived safely in the here and now.

It will not matter what other people think, or say to me, or about me because this is a reflection of how they see themselves.

I will have more things to be grateful for, and anything that I want that I don’t have, is a matter of applying the I will method.

I will not be jealous but  I will be thankful for the contrast that expands my desire for more.

I will not rush, I will make the time to be who I will be, do what I will do, and have what I will have.

I will lovingly take care of the space, I occupy, and the people I interact with, because I live, and love the now, for my benefit, and for others.

I will lovingly script my future, and I will imagine good, and only good, from now on.

The Racists On The Bus Go Round & Round: Or, How I How I Hold On To My Cool With EFT

Today I talk about my daily routine of EFT and Meditation, and how I feel about it, how these things relate to being a money magnet, thanking a couple of mentors who have helped me along the way, and keep a positive feel. This post does contain brief references made by bigots on my bus journey home today, and how I kept my cool.

I feel peace when I awake up in the the mornings now. Last night I was reading ‘I can see clearly now’ by the late, great Dr. Wayne Dyer. Every line I read resonated with me in some way, I found answers, and I found myself reflecting on my own childhood, and having that deep sense of knowing about what my future would be like, only breaking from that image when becoming too easily swayed by ‘Group-think’. Near on every morning for the past couple of weeks I awoke with a feeling of gratitude and appreciation, because of my commitment to Tapping and Meditation.

I tapped all day today. I am still taking breaks in the writing of this blog to do EFT. I had the perfect, relaxing morning. I tapped to my tapping script, ‘Something Amazingly Awesome Will Happen To Me Today’ written by the creator of  a site where you can find tapping scripts and information on a new EFT technique called Echo Tapping.

Monday the 7th was the start of another month of Money Magnet Mindset for myself, and members of the Facebook group created by YouTube sensation, Brad Yates of  and . I was eager to pick up where I left off, though I have been tapping near on every day after the last class finished in May. The miracles just keep on coming. Miracles like discovering, and being in the most supportive group on Facebook.

We have new people, and we are all finding more and more things to tap on, and clear, and post our results daily, of accountability and gratitude.

I have experienced the joy of discovering like minded souls to talk with about my tapping journey. All with the safety of being supported in a judgement-free-zone. I don’t know anyone personally who taps, or believes in the meta-physical, or loves, and absorbs Abraham-Hicks teachings in my non-cyber-space social circle, and this group has been a true blessing.

A couple of weeks ago I was ill with a chest infection which had me coughing for about four weeks. I slept through a lot of it, and now my waking routine has been affected.

Arguably, I have never been one of those people you can set your watch to. But having the chest infection reminded me of long British winters, depression,  and seasonal affective disorder.

So I looked up articles on-line to help me re-establish a sleep-wake-get-up routine. After noticing that I had tried a lot of them before I found a suggestion on wiki.how to get excited about having a morning wake up time, and to jump out of bed smiling. I also remembered seeing an instructional video on Facebook, to make your own LED light-board.

I came up with the inspirational phrase ‘Jump! (Out Of Bed) & Your Life Will Appear’, because I have been reading the similarly titled book by Nancy Levin, and it’s writing exercises are amazingly freeing. I was fully invested, I felt inspired, so I found a canvas for 99p in my local shop, and bought some LED lights from eBay.

I thought about doing a every morning as well, as I once read in a  that if you only have time to do one yoga pose, do a headstand as it fights off lethargy, feelings of depression, and kick-start’s all those happy hormones. I usually feel energized and euphoric after doing so, and was eager to incorporate this practice known Shirshasana, the King of Yoga poses.

This afternoon I went out to buy glow-the-dark paint because the lettering on the light-board was not showing up as well as I’d hoped. The bus journey was smooth, and I enjoyed wandering around awhile in the shop, with a calm sense of purpose. I asked two people in different sections if they stocked what I needed. I was met with bafflement and an answer of no, they used to stock it, and a suggestion to look in another shop. I didn’t find glow in the dark paint but I found some iridescent white acrylic that I thought might stand out a little better against the brightness of the lights. (I just took a break, and tried, and it looks beautiful!)

I also felt abundant enough to by an early birthday gift for my friend, as I have balanced my account in recent months, and maintained this by becoming aware of my spending, saving, and values with help of Brad’s program.

I then got on the bus home, and by the time it rolled in to my home town, about four of five people had boarded got on the bus and I could hear them over my music. And then, my iPod ran out of power…

-GASP!

I wasn’t listening to them, at first: I was tapping on my collar bone with my earphones still in, as if I was tapping along to a song, but no one paid any mind to what I was doing.

An old man was talking loudly,  jovially about the old times, and how the landscape has changed since his childhood. Then he mentioned about a Mosque being built where once a Squillion years ago a primary school had stood. And I thought ,’Oh, here we go’, and I felt a tightness that went from my stomach region to my chest. It was amazing, they all joined in, echoing what is currently being talked about on the news.

I don’t enjoy, so therefore I don’t watch the news, as I get too emotional; the only time I am made aware of the news is on my Facebook and Twitter feed.

‘This isn’t England any more’, One man asserted. Which made zero sense to me, but  he went on to tell his listeners about his son wearing a shirt with the Union Jack on it, and him being told to take it off; that his ‘poor son’ is one of only four children in his class who is English. Now this I know is a very controversial subject, but I highly doubt any single person, white or otherwise living in England is truly English any more. Were we not invaded by the Romans, and the Vikings? I hope his son is more open to change than he is.

Anyhow, they carried on spouting this and that prejudice, and I carried on tapping. I was so shocked though, when the woman next to me said she felt so alienated that she wished she could go ‘some place somewhere where everyone is purely English.’ I was actually embarrassed for, and by her.

But then I stopped listening, because really, I have heard this all before, and that entire conversation, and belief is just their perception, I didn’t want to give it any more of my attention.

I relaxed, (still tapping at this point) and a smile crept across my face as in my head, I started singing… ‘The Racists on the bus, go round, and round…’ (Like the song, The Wheels On The Bus) And I dropped the issue. I remembered that just because something is made true for one person, or a group of people, does not make it true for me. I remembered being in a primary school having the joy of close childhood friendship with children of many different backgrounds. I don’t feel threatened at all by multi-culturalism and I love diversity, where I grew up, where I still live today, and my life’s journey. And that’s what I choose to focus on, what I love about life.

I can let go of that wound-up-tight feeling in my stomach and chest, when I associate racism with all other bigotry, such as homophobia, and sexism, ableism, and those who contribute to the stigma attached to mental health. I believe its all resistance to our greatest good.

I may not like it but I know that paying attention to these things makes me stressed, and judgemental myself, which is the entire point of me stopping watching the news. I know that if I pay attention to stuff I don’t like, I become a mirror image of those who make a lifestyle of judgement and playing the victim.

Paying attention to ‘what is’ – is a perception, and a self-imposed condition that can be changed. I know this because I have experienced and implemented the power of Emotional Freedom Technique, and Meditation. I have made a commitment to it and seen awesome results. Sometimes I use a combination of the two. And has anyone ever tried Super Brain Yoga? Wow!

I am grateful to characters I would have found too challenging to tolerate, and though I get annoyed by them a couple of times a day, at least I am not dwelling on it, and that feels good. I know I attracted the experience, and that these people played a part in my expansion.

Thank you Brad, and Thank you Tammy for your classes, scripts, help, and support in helping people to help others. After paying for, and acquiring the recordings for  this months, and previous Money Magnet Mindset tele-classes, I maintain that I am a different person. I feel better about money, (though I still haven’t started my job, thanks to a delayed DBS check… something better on the way?)

I am writing more, and generally being more creative. My upkeep of my 365 Happy Days challenge has seen my Instagram (Follow me @vibe_feeler) account gain in followers, and my feed is looking more, and more like a budding art account, which I have always wanted it to be, and I know I can quite literally tap in to confidence, and inspiration. And I am learning to be happier for the highest good of myself and others.

My deepest gratitude, and appreciation to all I meet on my journey.

 

Warning! Personal Opinion Post! Beware of the Body-Positive content!

I Would not personally run any marathon whilst on my perfectly naturally occurring period without anything to catch it, but when  news story about Harvard MBA Kiran Ghandi came up in my feed, it sparked my interest.

And after clicking on the comments section, I saw lots of derogatory and misogynistic comments by a lot of men who don’t even bleed, but of course have to say something.

I expected that, but I didn’t expect women to mirror the body-shaming to the same extent as those who don’t bleed. According to the average woman reading biased news stories, this woman who was running for awareness of under-privileged women who don’t have access to tampons, is a slut for doing so.

Really? Someone got out of the bitch side of the bed today! This gets worse when, regardless of gender, people use shame and ridicule and vitriolic comments, to belittle another’s choices (in this instance, a charitable act) So ignorant beyond belief. People need to get an education.

To quote Disney’s Thumper: “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say nothing at all.” Grammatically speaking, that should, be anything at all, but lets not shame a fictional rabbit. There’s too many people needing to be offended.

Let’s all live and let live, and think before we speak.