tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15178739030422727622024-03-05T00:33:02.633-08:00Original DreamThe Original Dream is a program designed to align the individual with his/her true potential and authentic creativity. The Original Dream teachings include Analogy and Storytelling, Experiential Learning and Psycho-Education. The core belief behind this program is that everyone can reach their true potential when they remember what it feels like to be themselves.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-23114289568308604992019-02-09T00:33:00.000-08:002019-02-09T00:33:59.502-08:00An alternative definition of trauma.Over the years, coming from my own understanding and own trauma, I have formulated an alternative definition of trauma. A definition that works for me and hopefully encompasses all the different aspect of it. Trauma runs up and down a continuum, from low grade to intense, but the mechanism is the same. Trauma happens whenever we have an understanding or an idea of how a situation should/could unfold and we are emotionally invested in the outcome. This could be anything from the nature of the traffic to the office in the morning, to the lifespan of a loved one. With one million iterations of expectations in between. Trauma happens when I think I know how the day will unfold and suddenly it doesn't go the way I thought. Trauma can be measured from disappointment through to devastation, from irritation all the way to absolute hopelessness and powerlessness. It is when something happened that should not have happened.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-29955303394024171002019-02-06T08:26:00.000-08:002019-02-06T08:26:11.025-08:00Someone will have to tell the storySomeone will have to tell the story. It has been carried for so long in the hearts and minds of so many people. It is the story of a lost tribe. A tribe that has been scattered all over the world. They have been wondering in the cities of the world, they have been living in sky rises and suburbia, in squatter camps and the projects. They are stuck on high ways, on trains, in airport terminals and in aeroplanes. They are in hospitals, in institutions, the work in corporate or on the mines. They sweep the street and lay the cables, They drive the busses and they remove the garbage. They take their kids to school, they work to get an education. They work to get an increase or a promotion. They work for a salary, they worry about the next payment into the account. They work to pay the mortgage, to pay the pension to pay the medical aid. They worry about their children, their health, and the state of the nation. They worry about the weather, the crime, war and natural disasters. They run away from dying. They live in constant fear of losing a loved one. They live in constant fear. They run away to holidays in foreign countries, to go to the seaside, they walk in the mountains, they swim in the sea, in frozen rivers, they do extreme things always for the next adrenalin rush. They go to church, they don’t go to church. They read extensively every book they can find, they do research on the internet. They talk to friends, to their partners to the pastor and to their therapist. They are looking for a guru, they are looking for a saviour. They gamble, they drink too much, they use drugs illegally and over the counter, they eat their pain away. They fall in love, they fall out of love, they get married and divorce. They find love on the internet and they find love on the street. They abuse their partners, their children their parents. They run away from their abusers. They steel, they murder and they commit unspeakable crimes. They get involved in corruption and they play to win the lotto. They abuse themselves, they abuse the world. They neglect themselves, they neglect each other, they neglect the world. They send their children overseas to find a better life, they hate being here because they missed a better life. This tribe has been lost for so long, they can’t remember that they have ever belonged.<br />
And every day they search for something better, something more, something else, to understand, to find meaning, to love, to forget. For someone to come and save them, for something to happen to change them.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-27906889022951000652018-10-30T04:56:00.000-07:002018-10-30T04:56:05.557-07:00I want to talk to you about being at peace.<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">
<span lang="EN"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I want to talk to you about being at peace. But in order to do that, I will have to tell you about my journey back to me. The opposite of inner peace is turmoil. For as long as I can remember I have been in turmoil, in flux. Always striving, working hard relentlessly, without reprieve. But never quite enough. I think I was driving, one foot on the petrol and the other on the break, or that's how it felt. I had this memory though, a memory of a very pleasant feeling. I called it my holiday feeling. Now you must all know what I am talking about. Remember the last day of school when the bell finally rang for the start of the December holiday and you get on your bike and you ride home feeling free. Feeling the work is over, feeling that for a while I could be myself and I don’t have to answer to so many rules. Remember this is my story. Your best feeling ever might look very different. But I think these feelings that we often long back to, has many aspects in common and it is those aspects that we long for. My “holiday” feeling had all the makings of a good feeling. I had energy. I was creative. I had a purpose and it felt as if everything in me was in alignment, I could do and be whatever I wanted. I think I lost the holiday feeling by the time I left primary school. Years later in my late forties, I often thought that if I can just find the holiday feeling then I will be able to slog through another day, to face another day of crazy madness in my head. </span></span></div>
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I just want to remind you. Remember this is my story and my journey looking for a solution. At some point, I was overcome by fear. What if I never feel the holiday feeling again? And is this it, slog and slog and madness in my head. I was also not well physically, but that is almost an entirely different story. And then I started remembering those holidays and dreaming about those holidays. But all the obsessing over a juvenile holiday feeling just contributed to the madness in my head. It was about that time when I discovered the idea of the original dream. And when I suddenly remembered my original dream. The original dream is not a dream, it is a knowing. The original dream is ancient knowledge about who we are. The knowledge of the original dream says; I am enough, I have everything I need. I am not better, I am not worse, I am. No harm can come to me, I am made of the same stuff as the universe. I am a part of the universe. I am the universe. I have no beginning and no end.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-17191629756421733862018-09-18T04:28:00.000-07:002018-09-18T04:29:07.051-07:00“Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door”<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-GB">I am not sure what the Beatles meant with this famous lyric, but for me, it has very specific and significantly meaningful. I used to have several faces in the jar by the door. I still have a few, some dusty and some very well used. Over the last several years I have been working very hard to lay them to rest, too not need them as must as I used to. </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Why did I do it? Because the me, I thought I was, was definitely not good enough to sent out into the big bad world. I invented different personas, I don't think I did it consciously or deliberately but definitely out of necessity. And these personas evolved and got a life of their own, with stories and expectations and all the rest. I don't think I could have been diagnosed with multiple personalities, but I had the next best thing that was still vaguely acceptable in "normal" company. But it boiled down to the same thing. I was giving the people out there what I thought they wanted to see from me. I was showing the world the face I thought would be acceptable. </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">It is very hard work but I played the game very well. Until one day when I couldn’t do it anymore.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%;">In our modern day civilization, there are so many rules, regulations and preconceived ideas about who and what we need to do and be. And there is nothing wrong or right with it. The madness starts when we buy into it and start to construct our lives accordingly.</span><br />
<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The Original Dream Teachings</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-84319731299066346612018-09-03T02:45:00.000-07:002018-09-03T02:45:17.395-07:00In the OrganisationIn organisations, when brands and logos, business plans, financial forecast and growth patterns, equity, and stock, are stripped away, it is always just people remaining.<br />
The Original Dream Teaching values people and are instrumental in restoring the long-forgotten connection with the self. The Original Dream Teaching is a guided process using memory, narrative, metaphor, mindfulness and the exploration of belief systems to restore the personal and unique connection with the self. Individuals will show up with joy, creativity, and aliveness when they are able to freely and mindfully connect with the self. Productivity will be able to flower in an atmosphere of co-operation and sharing. With the Original Dream Teachings, individuals are assisted to access a forgotten entry into personal power and authenticity. The organisation can only benefit.<br />
The Original Dream Teachings in the organisational setting consist of a one day workshop and a personal and private Quantum Energy Coaching session for each participant. During the Quantum Energy Coaching session, the belief systems that are identified during the workshop are used in the coaching process.<br />
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For more information about the Original Dream, Teachings contact susanna.wessels@theback2basicsgroup.co.za<br />
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website: qecliving.com/Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-69200877127989200902018-08-27T03:23:00.000-07:002018-08-27T03:23:12.298-07:00Living lives of quiet desperation.<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-GB">1. Living lives of quiet desperation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Imagine that you are planet earth. Quietly floating in space, slowly turning around and around. At any given time there is a side of planet earth in the dark, but also a side in the light. Somewhere it will be summer, or winter, or autumn or spring. In some places, stormy winds will gust through the valleys or there will be no wind at all. There will be devastating floods and drought all at the same time. Where the people are quietly sleeping or going about their day, tectonic plates are slowly moving beneath, drops of lava are trickling down setting dry leaves alight. And while holiday makes are lolling in the salty warm waves, a faraway rumble has awakened a Tsunami. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">This is who you are. This is what is happening in and around you at any given time. The question is, who will be in the headlines tonight at news time? </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">You have thoughts and feelings. You get hungry and sick. You live within a paradigm. You have memories and expectations. You have fear and resistance. You have plans and dreams. While all this is happening all at once, you have co-workers, family and loved ones, you have friends and neighbours each in some way depending on you, even if it is just to say good morning when you take the bin out. And I have not yet mentioned other constant responsibilities.</span></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-409278582235105862018-08-21T03:11:00.001-07:002018-08-21T03:11:42.500-07:00Read it, don't read it.<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-GB">Read it, don’t read it, it doesn’t matter to me. I just need to say this to an invisible community out there, who might not even read it or need it. I have been not good enough since 1977 and even before. But the day in 1977 when I was in standard 2, haunts me like a nightmare. It could have been September, the classroom door was open and the sun was bright and warm outside.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">I walk through the mall and I look at the people, and I wonder if we all carry the anxiety deep within us. Like a homing device, deep inside, constantly saying “not today, definitely not today, maybe tomorrow”, while time moves forward relentlessly. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Today I am experiencing this sense of urgency so clearly, I would like to cry. While lying in the bath this morning, I ran through a list of my closest friends and family in my head, and I know for sure, one after the other after the other is experiencing that unwelcome, too familiar gnawing “dear God just get me through this day”. And for them today and maybe for you, if you are still reading, it might not even be a bad day.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">In this day and age, we say “I am so over myself”, meaning I am sick and tired of myself in conversational language, but what it really means in the language of the heart is “I am sick and tired of locking me away from myself”. And suddenly little bits of concrete are crumbling down from the ceiling as if the walls are starting to fall down.</span></div>
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-27473906482213796802017-10-12T01:53:00.000-07:002017-10-12T01:53:32.895-07:00The bones of the dinosaur.While in the early stages of my career, as part of a team of psychologists looking after the well-being of the members of the Police Service, I learned that changing systems and structures in the organisation is like turning a freight ship in a tropical storm or servicing a Boeing in mid-flight, to say the least a very difficult and complicated task. But if you start with one worker-ant at a time, giving the ant the support and guidance needed, over time the positive outcome will infiltrate the structure and the systems.<br />
Structures and systems in the organisation are the bones of the dinosaur. You have to build them up and strengthen them from the inside out.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-53868517294793501202017-10-09T03:31:00.000-07:002017-10-09T03:31:41.436-07:00Why should you be interested in the Original Dream Teachings?<br />
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<li>The Original Dream Teachings will not add anything, nor will it take anything away, it will only unveil what has been there all along. </li>
<li>The Original Dream Teachings will show the interaction between thoughts and feelings. </li>
<li>It will shed light on the internal voice and the role of the internal voice in self-perception. </li>
<li>The Original Dream Teachings will focus on change and how constant adaptation to change has become as normal as breathing. </li>
<li>The Original Dream Teachings starts with remembering a childhood memory. </li>
<li>Once this memory has been remembered, the real work will start. Looking at socialization, and the role of time and culture.</li>
<li>The Original Dream Teachings are re-education and reverse engineering, back to the place it all started. </li>
<li>The Original Dream Teachings will strengthen resilience, and restore the quality of existence. </li>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-28143363436304274902017-10-01T21:52:00.000-07:002017-10-01T21:52:04.424-07:00We are what we look at.<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-ZA;">The original dream teachings are based on the theory that there is a fundamental truth about yourself you need to remember. Remembering this truth will facilitate the alignment of your intrinsic value and who you think you are. Imagine you need your birth certificate for some reason, say you want to apply for a visa. You have an idea of where it could be, but while looking for it you find lots of bits about your childhood you did not know before and these discoveries will change the way you think about yourself. This fundamental truth is your birthright. I believe it is something we all need to remember. Through the original dream teachings, you will be able to restore your inherent ability to take care of yourself.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-44779935253020384782017-10-01T11:29:00.001-07:002017-10-29T04:02:24.215-07:00Free Workbook<div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-33057834818514704572017-10-01T04:16:00.000-07:002017-10-01T04:16:18.755-07:00My book is finally ready.<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My book is finally ready, just in time for October. It is the first publication in the original dream teachings. Although the story forms an important part of the teachings as a whole, it can easily stand alone with its own unique meaning. It is a children's book for adults and children. It features all my own drawings. If you are interested, the ebook is available in pdf format for R100. Contact me via my web page, facebook page or blog page. Have a look at the preview below.</span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-80235133102763158622017-09-15T00:59:00.001-07:002017-09-15T00:59:34.806-07:00The original dream will ignite the north star.We feel a certain way because we think a certain way. We think a certain way because we were trained that way. This might seem very simplistic, but it is rather simplistic. It is like following stepping stones, getting caught up in the motion and before you know it, you are miles away.<br />
We have so many roles on the stage of life and it is so easy to get caught up in the labels. It just makes everything a bit easier. With each label comes a set of rules and expectations and you don't have to think about it so you can get on with the real thing which we call life. But we forget, that where ever we go and who ever we think we are or try to be, the self, goes everywhere with you, inside of you.<br />
The original dream will ignite the north star, will remind you of you.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-62649502318104396192017-09-11T01:28:00.000-07:002017-09-11T01:28:24.375-07:00Love according to the Oxford dictionaryLove according to the Oxford dictionary: "a strong feeling of deep affection for somebody/something, especially a member of your family or a friend, a mother's love for her children, love of your country". But this is not it. It doesn't even explain the slightest, most miserable or smallest weak shadow of love. Is love that heart shape red thing with two fat cheeks and a sharp point at the bottom. Yes, love is sometimes red fat with sharp edges, love is sometimes smelly like baby poo when you change the nappy for the sixth time in the middle of the night. Love is the smell of vomit when you are the only one without a tummy bug. Love is sticky and dirty like sweets in the sand pit. Love is having your hands bitten when your dog is in pain. Love is hovering on the edge of madness when they are late or not answering their phones. Love is drinking cold coffee and cleaning the drain. And this is just one day. But love is more than this, much much more. And you thought you knew what love is, moonshine and roses?<br />
From the chapter: Redefine your dictionary.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-76554108519774783852017-08-26T00:50:00.000-07:002017-08-26T00:50:20.444-07:00The flowers will bloom.In times of drought, the plant pushes roots deep into the darkness of the soil to find water. The plant never forgets the first purpose to stay alive. Only by reaching deep down for the smallest drop of water will the flowers blossom, will the flowers bloom.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-55141008414392295292017-08-26T00:43:00.001-07:002017-08-26T00:43:24.769-07:00When resentment kicks in.When does it start? When resentment kicks in when you feel that you are taking care of everyone and there is never anyone looking after you. When you have a nagging feeling that you should pack your bags and go where no one knows your name. This is not an indication that there is something wrong with you or something wrong with the community you live in or the organization you work in. It is just the hard, dry soil cracking open and the first traces of a green sprout becoming visible.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-15473316404898282452017-08-22T12:09:00.000-07:002017-08-22T12:09:09.372-07:00The most basic of all instinctsIn broad daylight, we might flaunt our reason and our well developed ethical codes but at the very base, neatly packaged, we will find a strong instinct to survive.<br />
We might think that animals are ruled by instinct, while us humans have outgrown our instincts and govern our lives through reason. But William James had a different view. We, humans, tend to be blind to the existence of our instinct, precisely because our instincts process information so effortlessly and automatically.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14698418795515065968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1517873903042272762.post-14372275634760679332017-08-18T06:35:00.000-07:002017-08-18T06:47:16.922-07:00Laws of reason<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For a long time now we have been living according to the laws of reason. Almost forgetting that we are just another species, the animal who is able to think and be conscious. Forgetting that our lives are governed by instinct, a very well developed and intricate instinct to stay alive. We adapt unconditionally and smoothly to what ever life sends our way. We reason, explain and justify why we do what we do and how we do it, as the masters of reason we have become.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But when things go wrong and are not working in our favour, we write another law. We make a new rule. We change the game to suit us. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Let's think about the definition of success. Through a process of natural selection in the animal kingdom, certain traits (physical or psychological) becomes the vehicle of survival. For the lion, it is pure physical strength. For the cheetah, it is speed and for the human it is reason. But not the sort of reason where you learn to push the right button, no, this kind of reason is superior. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For a long time now, reason has worked well for us and might still work for some time to come. But is reason really our best trait? And should we place the survival of our species in the "ongenaakbare" (ruthless) hands of reason?</span></div>
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