Psycho-Cybernetics & My Personal Experience by Improving Emotional Intelligence -
What is Psycho-Cybernetics?
Psycho-Cybernetics is far to intricate and can not be shown or told in one article. It would take a 300 hundred page book to explain it to you. This is why I am giving you a brief overall description on what Psycho-Cybernetics can do for you.
In a nutshell - you need to focus on what makes you feel alive. This is positive thinking, don't drain your energy with thoughts that decrease your zest for living.
Zero-Resistance is the secret of living and you need to build up your self-image immunity to fear of criticism. Zero-Resistance is about flowing around obstacles rather than hitting them head on.
Rearrange your life by strengthening your self image with confidence and encouragement. Invest your time and your life with energy and use your talent to make you feel alive.
' You are NOT a tree rooted in one place, unable to move. You ARE a dynamic, powerful creative human being'
How Emotional Intelligence is improved by Psycho-Cybernetics
Scars can be removed by surgery but emotional scars are far harder and deeper to remove. Hypersensitivity, chronic dependency, resentment, guilt and fear will emoitionally scar you for life.
The definition of resentment is 'release from blame or debt' Only you can grant yourself such release. The emmotional antioxident of Psycho-Cybernetics will bolster your emmotional health and even your physical health.
Dont lug some past sin around like a sack of potatoes on your back. Give yourself a Psycho-Cybernetic gift of absolution.
'If you stand around waiting for applouse you'll be covered by cobwebs before long'
My Personal Experience with Psycho-Cybernetics
When I decided to write my life story so that my children would know my history I knew that there would be some points that would be hurtful and not be easy to explain.
Other than that it would not be difficult? I presented my first draft to a friend who reads a lot of novels for an honest opinion. 'It reads like a documentary' she said 'where are the characters? What is the story about?' I was a little frustrated after all I knew what it was about and thought it was clear that it was a life story – my life story.
'Tell us all the nitty gritty show us the good, bad & ugly, who is hurting or loving?'
I shuddered knowing that there were something’s that I could never write or talk about.
I enrolled in a writing class simply to help me open up to putting emotions in writing which was looking to be an issue with my writing. If wanted to heal I must write.
I did not believe it and went along – dragged by a friend but feeling very doubtful. I did not believe that I had a problem. I had been through a lot and could handle anything.
After the first session I went home with my exercise and started to write about the most traumatic event in my life. Several times I started, then I felt my hands start to shake and before long I was shaking all over with perspiration pouring out of me. I went to lie down shivering and curled up in a ball. Slowly the tears started to flow and I had not written down one word yet.
I tackled my basic draft with my teacher underlining words and sentences that needed expanding on and an explanation. This was the most painful and emotionally draining time of my life.
Slowly I put down a few words at a time – then I would leave it for a while unable to read it again. Until I began to put down more and more on the paper but not always wanting to go back and read it again.
It took time and after a year I could talk about some of it. My son was so surprised one day when I started telling him something about my life. 'Why have you not said anything before?' He asked in stunned disbelief. I had no idea why I could now and could only believe that writing down the words had somehow released me allowing me to speak more freely.
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