A 33 year old woman from U.K came
to understand her relationships issue with husband
Session……
I am a young soldier enjoying
green grass, blue sky, blue waters. I love that I can feel the nature. My name
is Xander. Some girl is in my mind. It’s a lovely feeling. I am walking towards
river side and see a lot of people on river bank. And there she is, smiling,
with beautiful eyes on me. I am very handsome tall with brown eyes. Now she is
passing by me, we barely touched each other but feeling stays forever.
Next I am riding a brown horse. I
go to see the king. He is planning something on a table with a couple of
people. I stand there and then he asked me to join him and sit down. There is
some discussion and then I leave from the other side of his tent on a white
horse. I am wearing a steel dress with leather belts. We are riding but I do
not know where we are going. I am enjoying riding. I love myself. I think I
love everything. I am free. I reach castle. This is where I live. I am a
prince. I kiss my horse goodbye and go to take a lavish shower in my castle. I
am very charming, kind and happy prince.
Now I am in my room. It has a
bed, a big window, a mirror, a big chair and closet on two sides of the room.
And she enters. She sits on my bed. She talks and talks-----forever----and I
love to listen-----just listen----none of us gets bored. She comes to give me
food and she is my cook.
Now I see myself as a middle aged
man, occupied, feeling trapped. She is still here as a cook. She is not happy.
I am getting ready to go somewhere. She places food on the table but does not
look at me. I try to stop her but she does not stop. I sit on the chair filled
with guilt and sadness. Feeling trapped and helpless. I did not do right to her.
Now I see myself in royal cart
with a woman I do not find her attractive but she is beautiful. She is my wife
but I do not love her. I am going with her to her house. There is a ceremony.
She knows I do not love her. But she does. She has expectations but I am cold
to her.
When we reach her house I tell
her that I do not love her and feel sorry. She stays numb. I was crying for
mercy but she was numb and then she shows her hate towards me and curses me.
She blamed me for what I did to her. We return back after ceremony. Now I hide
myself inside a dark cave which is through a dark tunnel. I am filled with guilt after few days I came back. There was no joy.
The guilt was so deep that I lost my respect for self. I asked my men to throw
me in the pond in the castle and not to bury me. I died in guilt. The lesson I
learnt that stand up for self, feel the love and believe in it. Respect comes
from respecting yourself.
She hugged me lovingly and left my clinic....
As a therapist my observation…….. It was a highly emotionally charged session.
She hugged me lovingly and left my clinic....
As a therapist my observation…….. It was a highly emotionally charged session.
