Sabotage that

January 25, 2010 by  
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Wendi.TV today- Why do you Sabotage the good things in your life?
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You focused, worked hard and made something good happen. Just when things seem to be getting better, with a chance to finally make some money-  you seem to take a sharp left and do something stupid to destroy all the progress you made.

You just decided to go on the most powerful, unstoppable, body altering diet of the century. Everything is ready- and suddenly you find yourself wrist deep in a gallon of ice cream with no hope of stopping until your face in firmly planted in the carton as you lick the delicate creamy residue.

You managed to quit drinking. You powered through the withdrawals, counted the minutes of sobriety you had accumulated, decided that this 12 step misery wasn’t really that bad… and then on a day that should have been a happy occasion you suddenly nose dive and feel comfort in the bottom of your glass of gin.

… if you find yourself in the thoughts above, you are not alone. Self Sabotage can strike at the strangest times and in the middle of the happiest times.
Just when things are going really well, you dive deep. Whether it is food, drugs, alcohol, failing at a job or business venture or destroying a relationship that was the only thing you valued in your life… you end up perplexed and dumbfounded that you could have sunk so low.

Just when you thought you had it all figured out.

Just when things were coming together.

Just when you had prepared, put so much work into it, focused and cheered yourself on… it all took a wrong turn.

Familiar feeling?
Do you know that one all too well?

This week LIVE on Wendi.TV you will find out the truth about self sabotage, worthiness and the real reason you fail despite your best plans and intentions.

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THIS WEEK-
Self Sabotage.


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Remember, I love you,
Wendi
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Here in California it is sunny. But last week was the darkest, wettest week we have seen in forever. For the midwest… well, enjoy. It is coming your way.

A little sunshine is a great thing! Big waves here at my beach after the storm. So fun to watch.

I watched a recent show on 20/20 about a chain of children’s dentists that hold them down and let them scream as they work on their teeth.
Did you see it?

So sad. And the trauma will stay with those kids. It hurts to know this is going on.

For the last 2 weeks I have been working on a great project that will give dentists everywhere access to hypnotic sedation (using hypnosis sessions while patients are in the chair) and help anyone alleviate their dental fears.

So- do you have dental anxiety?
Were you traumatized as a child?
Do those very long needles scare the crap out of you?

I think that this project will give everyone access to a blissful dental visit.
So many great things about this project. If you are in the dental business in any capacity, please give me a shout! I need to talk to you!



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Forget about it already

January 15, 2010 by  
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If you are tormented by your past, you will want to read this.
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Why can’t you just forget about it?
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Can you really put the past
behind you? 

On the show this week we talked about how to put the negative memories, events and other various emotionally devastating traumas in the past.

The show was on addiction, but the method of putting the past behind us is something everyone needs. Let’s face it, we are all struggling with things we did in the past. Or maybe we are fighting the memories of things that were done to us.

Maybe your obsessive thought is just an image of something you saw that you simply cannot get out of your head.

People always ask me if I can make them just forget it, erase it, or eliminate it.

It might be possible, but probably won’t be permanent and will still have the emotional content of that memory. And that emotional content is what causes all the trouble.

The emotional content of the memory floods the body with a release of chemicals, even years later. The chemicals continue to be released, but even worse, this affects how your cells reproduce.

What do do? How to change it?

Trying to use hypnosis to block the memory does not stop the chemical release of the emotional memory, so a better way to handle it, would be to change the content of the memory.

When you activate the feelings associated with the memory, and then look at it in a different way, you can change the emotional content.
For instance, if you had an embarrassing event years ago, you can look into that memory and ask your very wise inner self to find the positive lesson or the thing that you have decided as a result of this experience.

When you bring the positive lesson into the memory and put in the new emotions that go along with that new powerful belief, the memory no longer sends the chemicals of fear or sadness or guilt or anger into your body.

Make sense so far?

Anything that triggers the old memory is now met with a new response. The old memory didn’t go away, but the reaction has changed. If this process is done well there should be an entirely new feeling ( something like a "yippee I feel so dang good now" sort of reaction)  that results from the old memory being triggered.

And this is why even hard core addicts and alcoholics have totally eliminated their cravings.

You still with me?

Now- think about this.
You have 100s or 1000s or bazillions of these old memories running amok in your brain. They are not all causing havoc, but there are a few key ones that are totally helping you feel depressed, afraid, filled with anxiety, turning to drugs and alcohol and diving deep into hopelessness and despair.

Here’s the solution.
This is why people have miraculous healing.

The very real result of these crappy memories is how this affects our health. (not to mention your worthiness)
When you are depressed your immunity is compromised.
When you are angry your emotions cause damaging stress.
When you are stressed your body cannot fight off viruses, bacteria, cancer and disease.

Let’s change it.
It is really not as hard as it sounds.
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The holy trinity of healing the past.

Forgiveness
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If you decide to do my program for RELEASING THE PAST, consider using a journey to write down the feelings, thoughts and new beliefs that emerge as a result. Writing in a journal has amazing power and doing it right after each session can totally help your brain transform the pain of your past.

Remember, I love you,
Wendi
Wendi Friesen

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On Wednesday I was in the audience at the Conan O’Brien show.
I really like Conan and will be sad to see him go. He’s a funny guy.  His life long dream of being the host of the tonight show got yanked out from under him.
At least he still has his fame and money. Phew. What a relief, huh?
(I was so worried for him)

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Dreams

May 4, 2009 by  
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Part 4. To read parts 1-3, scroll down.

I Dreamed a dream

He is back out on the street making his own choices. An opiate addict has many episodes where they make some really hard choices. But the moment they decide to use again, the choice instantly gets easy. They make a choice to go back to Oxy or heroin knowing they are also choosing fear, guilt, shame, failure and risking jail and anger and disappointment from their family. Apparently, opiates have the power to help make the one choice that outweighs the combination of all the bad things that will happen as a result of doing the drug. For those of us who are not addicts, it makes no sense. Why would anyone choose to give up everything- your home, family, love, support, safety, food, money, warm bed at night. And the drug is so powerful that you willingly trade in all of those for fear, homelessness, jail, having no bed, clothes or shower, pain, hunger… and no one who will lift a finger to help out. I don’t get it. I understand it, I just don’t get it. Some of you know exactly what I am talking about. It has been 4 days since he has been gone. Someone called and said they saw him at Taco Bell and that he looked really burnt. He finally called me yesterday and he can’t come home because he is using. He has only been out of jail for 2 weeks. Faced with your own ability to decide how your life is going to go, the temptation for opiate users is overwhelming when they are left to their own choices. I had a dream last night- one of those that goes on forever. In my dream Sean had died of an overdose and I had to decide if I wanted to see him one last time. The dream was torture. Opiates- vicodin, oxycontin, heroin, norco. They remove your ability to weigh consequences. You simply don’t have the ability any longer to connect action with consequences. This is ONE reason they are so devastatingly powerful. Opiates remove the ability of the brain to feel happiness. The addict cannot feel normal happiness like you and I when they see a sunset, or a puppy, or a baby or simply share a few laughs with friends. Their brain has changed to such a degree that they can only feel happiness when they are using. The brain takes about 1 full year to bring back the happiness function. That has got to be one long ass year. Our high school kids are doing opiates more than all other illegal drugs combined! They are partying with vicodin, just getting that awesome high for the day… and from there it is a just a matter of time. Soon their brain will change to accommodate the drug and will need more of it. Soon, just to feel normal feelings, they will need the drug every day. Soon, they will increase the dosage to get the same normal feelings. And soon, the pain of withdrawal will be so bad that it is impossible to quit without enduring extreme physical pain for over a week. And later, a mother will be picking her son or daughter up from jail wondering what the hell to do next. And the mothers will not be alone. But they will feel very alone sometimes, giving up everything to try and find the answer and find something that will just make it stop. Rush Limbaugh used opiates and chose to lose his hearing as he increased to massive doses of oxycontin to feed his addiction. Many powerful, smart and successful people have lost everything multiple times because of opiates. If you think you are not affected, think again. The jails are already overcrowded as 80% of the people in there are serving time for drug related crimes. The teens who are just getting into opiates are going to create an even bigger wave of addicts that will push the courts and correctional system way beyond what it is now. The crime supports their habits and everyone is affected. And it will take money to try to control it. More police, courts, jail, rehab. Lots of money that our already strapped state budgets just don’t have. And families will spend money on rehab that has a 5% success rate in hopes of saving a life. They will mortgage their houses, use up their savings or go in debt charging their credit cards trying desperately to find help for their child. I am so very grateful for all your comments and replies. Your thoughts really do help and I want you to know that feeling the love and support in your responses means everything to me right now. Love right back at you! img_0177

When you say you love me…

April 25, 2009 by  
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(scroll down to read part 1 and part 2)
An Addict’s Mom  – Part 3

Bumps in the road.

There are good days.  And days that could be better. I know I need to stay positive and focus on what is good. I often default to “It is what it is” and hope that it is true that everything changes. And everything changes. Not just for me, but for everyone. For everything. Everywhere. Everything changes. Remember that… you might need to use it some day. With a few good days under our belt my son and I enjoy his freedom, I enjoy jail stories, learn new lingo, and with his wit and candor I am amused at how he shares his experiences. And in the midst of the lightness and simplicity of just being together, reality stabs me to say “you are talking to your beloved first born about his time in jail” and I know this is not how it is supposed to be. The other parents don’t talk about jail toilets and cellies with their kids, do they? No one knows what it really feels like when parents tell me about the accomplishments of their beautiful, talented children who are at the university becoming something frikken fantastic. Listen, I am happy for you. I am proud of your kid, proud of how well it worked out for you. I’m  dying inside, ok? Back at home I wonder how I will be able to hold it all together and figure out how to be the right kind of mom. If you think babies didn’t come with an instruction manual… try having a 25 year old addict coming home from jail. There is definitely no manual for this. I know I am not alone, and I know others have their pain and God knows that I don’t get a badge of courage for this one. I deserve one. But I know I’m not getting one. For so long I didn’t tell anyone the real story about my son’s addiction, his trouble with the law, or my anguish. Nobody wants to hear it anyway. And I when exactly would I reveal this interesting accomplishment? Right after I hear about the nuclear physicist their son has become, when they ask, “and how is Sean?” Under my breath I say to myself  “My son? Well he’s in jail again, because he is an opiate addict who has been to numerous rehabs. Oh, and did I tell you I have spent over $100,000 on rehabs that are a horribly inadequate and antiquated way to treat addicts…  just to try to help him get clean?” No, I haven’t shared the accomplishments of my son. Usually I artfully change the subject. And I try to keep from dying just a little more. The truth is that so many families are struggling with me, unable to share the horrors of how addiction has torn their family apart in ways they never dreamed when they held their babies in their arms and looked into those beautiful clear eyes.  Those parents who speak up are brave and powerful, and those who are willing to tell the truth about the pain of addiction are like a hand that reaches out of the darkness. I’ll grab that hand. Today is a good day. After a few bumps in the road this week, today is a big breath of air. Is it OK if sometimes I have to hold that breath just a little? Last night was hard. Very hard. And when life gets hard there is often a breakthrough in the making. Sean has hard decisions to make about drugs and the tests that he is going to go through. No one can do it for him. I am so very grateful for my friend Bruce Muzik who stayed up with Sean until 3 am, willing to work things through and really hear him. I learned so much. And watching them work through Sean’s fear together, I really felt the depth of my love for my son. Today Sean is bright, shiny and lifted up. He has shifted. One step in a long journey, and it is a step. img_0497 Before he left to go to my office, he turned back around and gave me a long hug. He says he loves me. I believe him. When you say you love me… The world goes still, so still inside. When you say you you love me In that moment I know why I’m alive. And this journey that were on how far we’ve come I celebrate every moment And when you say you love me That’s all you have to say When you say you love me, do you know how I love you? (from Josh Groban’s When you say you love me)

My Son

April 17, 2009 by  
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An Addict’s Mom – Part 1

My Son

Tomorrow I will go to the Eldorado county jail to pick up my son for the 2nd time. I am nervous. When I gave birth to my son, I made a lot of great choices that would create a foundation for a baby to grow up healthy and strong and bright. Everything was in place- I read all the books on how to give him the best of everything… I made sure he had the best foods, the best childcare, involvement in school, great family connections, love and dedication… And after spending his 25th birthday in jail, I am on my way to pick him up. They will take away all my belongings and coldly tell me to walk down the hall and follow the blue line. img_0489 I will look at him through a tiny window at midnight. The guards will treat me with indifference. I will see his face across the room as we wait for them to process his papers. I will imagine what it will feel like for him to be hugged for the first time in months. I will cry, and be the most confused, sad, angry and scared that I have ever been in my life. After a lifetime of loving my child, this moment was never, ever in the plan.
Watch your head
It is not the first time. A year ago, I picked him up from Jail. My beautiful son- the tall, handsome, creative genius with an unbelievable ability to inspire others- is an addict. Just like most addicts, he started doing vicodin in school as a recreational way to get high. Vicodin is just the start and it changes the brain in such a way that you have to increase the dosage just to avoid withdrawals. As you work your way up to Oxycontin you become a horribly addicted opiate addict. The withdrawals are severe and intense. You increase your dosage to avoid the physcial pain and hate yourself more and more as you spend every hour of your day managing your addiction. And after getting high with vicodin because it feels good, your life is deeply and profoundly changed forever. In the last 4 years my life has been a constant struggle to try to figure out how to make him stop. I have sacrificed so much, we all have. As he battles with an addicted brain, and the pain and guilt of having hurt so many people, he reaches for anything that will numb his pain. Opiates robbed his brain of the  ability to feel good or just plain happy on it’s own. His brain depends on opiates to feel what we consider to be a natural state of happiness. He hurts. He openly tells me how horrible it is to steal to get money for oxy. He hates it and lives with his guilt every day. In jail the first time he, and all those drug addicts that surround him, sit and deal with the sentence that is greater than any judge could impose. The fear of how you will deal with reality without drugs. The guilt of knowing that you have hurt those that love you so deeply… and that it will probably happen again. Sean battles with his fragile state of going back to life without having any new tools, thoughts or direction to release his demons. Jail doesn’t provide much in the way of personal growth. When the phone rings and I see that same number on the caller ID I am excited to talk to him. I listen to the recording telling me that this is a call from an inmate at the Eldorado County correctional facility. I have that recorded voice stuck in my head. I love to hear his voice. He sounds so hopeful and so ready to make his life into something remarkable. How did this happen? I loved him, cared for him, read to him, hugged him, woke him up each morning with loving words, held his dreams in my heart, and tried and tried to do my best. He has been in jail for 3 months this time. Jail. Correctional facility. Correction, yea right. What is it correcting? My fear is that despite his overwhelming desire to never, ever go back to drug use,  it could happen. Families of addicts know that you hold on hard to your dream of having a happy, healthy child who has learned from the depths of hell, that it is time to live without drugs. And these families also know that your holding on for dear life. Literally. I am holding on-  to a thread of hope. Addiction makes you something you never thought you would be. And involves everyone and everything in your life. Tomorrow I will go pick up my son. I will hope, pray, and scream from the depths of my soul that this is the last time he and I share this special moment together. I am certain this will be the last time I see him in jail. I am certain this is the last time he will do drugs. And yea, I am scared.

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