Category: MENTAL HEALTH

I Dared To Be Open And Choose To Be Me

by Caroline Reineke, The Netherlands

When I look back at my life, I see myself as a ‘human doing’ – quick whether in thought, speech or action. I was often rushing, as if I was running through (or away) from life, for whatever reason. In a way, I wanted to be in control. Truly feeling myself or having genuine contact with my body was under-developed territory for me. From an early age I had taught myself to be tough, to not show my vulnerability to anybody. It was just too scary for me, as I was afraid to be exposed – that I was not so tough, but just a girl with feelings as well, and I could feel hurt too. This control or ‘doing-ness’ was, in a way, my shield of protection. It took me a while to realise that this doing-ness was keeping me away from me: this was a painful realisation some years ago. Who am I, if I am not this shield, I wondered? Continue reading “I Dared To Be Open And Choose To Be Me” →

Stepping Up To Be Me

by Janina Koch, nearby Cologne, Germany (English 2nd  language)

I have been doing the workshops with Serge Benhayon now, since 5 years, being committed to go to the UK from Cologne three times a year in May, June and November. Continue reading “Stepping Up To Be Me” →

A Favourite Recipe for Simplicity

by Helen Simkins , Tourist Attraction Manager, North Coast NSW

My life, these days, is simple… and on the whole, full of joy. I look forward to each day (the weekdays too – not just the weekend). I enjoy my job. I love being with people – ALL people (yes, even the difficult ones)… and most of all I love being me.

I have found that simplicity is not a thing to be longed for, and not impossible to build in this modern world: it is something that I have learned to create for myself within the apparent mess of the world through reconnecting to a way of living that is totally natural (even though at first a little unfamiliar). Continue reading “A Favourite Recipe for Simplicity” →

“Can I Have That Guy’s (Serge Benhayon’s) Phone Number ?”

It was late 1999. My life had undergone major changes in the previous two years. My husband had died. Following his death, I had sold the business that we had started and run together for a decade. The business had been on the main street of town, making us very much a part of a small community. I just had to get up and go to work, and the world came through my front door. It was a wonderful segment in my life. And it was over. I was feeling displaced. I was menopausal. I was depressed. But I figured I had good reason to be so I wasn’t looking to fix it. I was just dragging myself around.

My daughter told me that she thought I should go see this guy who had come into her workplace. I don’t follow everyone’s suggestions, I assure you, but I do most often follow my daughter’s. And so I went. I arrived at his home sceptical, determined to keep my secrets close to my vest so as not to give this guy anything to work with – (he wouldn’t pull one over on me), and I was more than slightly irritated that I had to go through the motions of acting like I wanted to be “fixed” when I really didn’t care if I was or not. Continue reading ““Can I Have That Guy’s (Serge Benhayon’s) Phone Number ?”” →

Listening to my Exhausted Body

by Carmel Reid, BEng DMS CertEd MCMI, Somerset, UK

When I was a teenager I used to cycle to school; it was a pleasant journey of around three miles through some beautiful countryside on the edge of suburbia in Surrey.

One day as I was going along, I suddenly realised I had no idea how I had cycled the last mile or so. It scared me – I’d obviously been thinking about something else and I resolved there and then never to drive a car – I mean, just how dangerous could that be if I did the same thing?

Well, of course I learned to drive, and guess what? I do it time and time again. Sometimes I find myself thinking about work, or some major issue in my life. Continue reading “Listening to my Exhausted Body” →

It is as Simple as Loving Myself First

As I was growing up I could see and hear the many reasons why adults got into relationships; namely so they could prove to everyone they were worthwhile, and simply because another (their partner) made them happy, looked after them, supported them, completed them, fulfilled them… the list went on.

As a teenager I found it even crazier that when my friends would like a boy, they would work out how to make the boy like them. There were even articles in Dolly (a magazine for young girls) with titles like, ‘How to make that boy fall madly in love with you’ and ‘A love potion that will change his mind’. These seemed totally ridiculous to me: all I could think was “why would you want to be with someone who didn’t want to be with you?”  Continue reading “It is as Simple as Loving Myself First” →