Hidden stuff, suppressed stuff, when it has a chance to spill out, has a tendency to reek (smell bad) and wreak havoc.
I am reading a book that heals by digging out such stuff... it doesn't stop there, you'll see.
Anyway, I am reading it, and obviously the mind has a tendency to dig along with the clients, dig along with what you read... no, my mind has the tendency to dig along, after all, I know the value of digging.
So, I must have dug quite a little, because I didn't want to get up today. Then I had a digging conversation with a friend I wanted to start a business with and decided not to pursue the business. Then I read an email request for a private session outside of my schedule and the s**t hit the fan.
I felt offended, I felt violated, I was irate. After all people should ask for a time slot I have available, not something else... right?
The reaction was off the wall disproportionate to the trigger: after all I know how to say no, right? Baaaah!
Oh ho,
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