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Double Exposed

11 July, 2011 (07:38) | approach to life, beliefs, Change Habits, clearing, Dr. Hew Len, Joe Vitale, memories, motivation, past, personal growth | By: Amy Phillips-Gary

Have you ever had a double exposed moment? Perhaps it feels like you’re living a double exposed life!

“Double exposure” is a technique used by some photographers. The result is the superimposing of two images on top of– or to the side of– one another. It is usually done intentionally to gain a particular effect. Pretty cool art!

There are far too many times in my own life when I feel as if I am having a double exposed* moment. It is as if I am speaking and reacting to some person or situation from the past and NOT speaking and responding to what’s going on right here and now.

“I haven’t got time for the pain…”

26 February, 2010 (17:26) | emotions, feelings, forgiveness, memories, past, Uncategorized | By: Amy Phillips-Gary

painHave you ever wished that you could take a particularly painful memory from your past and simply erase it?

I have a few (or more) memories that, at times, I would love to be rid of. These are the images, feelings and beliefs related to events in my past that crop up and seem to ruin my whole day, week, month or even years.

Recently, I watched the movie “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.” It tells the story of a man and woman who met, fell in love, argued, made love, argued some more and then broke up.

The Ghosts of Christmases Past

18 December, 2009 (20:26) | childhood sexual abuse, Christmas, emotions, memories | By: Amy Phillips-Gary

By Amy Phillips-Gary

I tend to get really stressed out around the holidays. And I often can’t figure out exactly why.

Yes, I have extra shopping to do, baking, wrapping and traveling added to my already busy schedule. But still, my levels of tightness and tension don’t seem to match even those added activities and responsibilities.

Earlier this week, as I laid in a restorative yoga pose designed to open up my chest, I finally understood.

The ghosts of my Christmases past were rattling chains– and me.