You always hear about hypnosis to lose weight, quit smoking, or to conquer a phobia.
But what about to help heal the loss of a loved one?
I had been in Hypnotherapy school for 3 months, when my mother passed away at the age of 74 after battling dementia and diabetes. She had been sick for many years so her passing wasn’t exactly “sudden,” but losing her after fighting so hard to keep her alive was difficult.
To make matters worse, I was booked to do a show 2 days after she died, and then booked to do another show on a cruise ship, which was to be filmed before a live audience of about 1000 people less than a week later. When I got off the ship I flew home, buried my mother, then flew back home to work 60 hours a week to try and catch up on my work and hypnotherapy studies.
Two months later, I was in practicals for hypnotherapy school. We were practicing a regression protocol at the time, and it was my turn to be the one to be hypnotized so one of my fellow students could be practice being the hypnotist. Things were going well, until halfway through the protocol, I “ab-reacted” and started crying hysterically. The instructor knew my mother had passed and figured out I never had a chance to grieve her death. She jumped into action and moved me through a series of hypnosis techniques which took me from crying hysterically to ultimately healing the guilty emotions I harbored. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I now know that after the session was over I had worked through about a year’s worth of grieving in about 2 hours.
About two months later, I was driving and thoughts of my mom popped in my head. I suddenly realized that I hadn’t been overwhelmed with depression, sadness and grief since being hypnotized for her loss. In the last year and a half, I’ve had 2 episodes where I shed a few tears thinking of her. But that’s nothing, compared to the 11 years she grieved the loss of my father.
I wish I knew then what I know now. I could have referred her to a hypnotherapist who might have been able to heal her grief in a few visits. Perhaps she could have fully enjoyed the last years of her life instead of mourning for the life that was.