Tag Archives: Hypnotherapy

IN THE PAST-PART 1

At the end of my story, I share some scrawled lyrics in progress. They are brutally honest and very personal. It is because of writing those words that I found the insight I needed for my newest song. Continue reading

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I AM HUMAN

I grew up to become a good girl. It’s hard to maintain that. I’d rather use the phrase of “being human.” That gives me permission to feel upset and to make mistakes. Being human helps me to understand my reactions when I am under tremendous pressure. Continue reading

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IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN – PART 2

Initially, I wondered how I’d find a vibe for a song about falling in love that I wrote as a young 19-year-old girl. It has been at least 35 years since I’ve experienced romantic feelings. Continue reading

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I CAN’T TELL YOU

At my last hypnotherapy session, I opened up to talk about the guilt I’ve carried for many years over disappointing my mother because I wasn’t an observant Jew like she was. Continue reading

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