Silvia Hartmann's Project Sanctuary
The Embankment
A Project Sanctuary Timelining Event
Here is an interesting scenario - someone being in a position to do something
but they are unable to do so because of past limiting decisions to the contrary.
Now of course, there are many ways to treat this, but this Project Sanctuary
occurrence which happened spontaneously and in real
time with a person tonight was so moving and elegant, it deserves to be retold
in case someone else might like to try this or something like it.
There is also another and rather mysterious aspect to this story, but more of
that later. Let's start at the beginning.
Here is the scenario.
A young lady, 18 years of age, goes out with her boyfriend for a night on the
town. He drinks way too much although she asks him repeatedly to stop.
He insists on driving the car back although he is very drunk.
The young lady is scared for him and her and doesn't want to get into the car;
the drunk boyfriend basically says, "Either you get in the car or we are
history."
This is her first love and the thought of losing him terrifies her even more
than his drunken state; reluctantly, she gets into the car.
The inevitable happens - he drives the car way too fast, loses control, the car
crashes down an embankment and into a tree.
He is fine because he is wearing a seatbelt; the seatbelt on the passenger's
side however was damaged and she gets thrown through the windshield and lands on
the bonnet.
So she's lying there, blood streaming from her entire face and in agony, with
glass shards in her eyes and the boyfriend is heard to say, "Hey babe, look I'm
going to leg it, don't want the cops to catch me, I lose my license."
And this lovely gentleman just leaves her there.
He does further, not call an ambulance or procures any help whatsoever; much
later, from somewhere, the young lady manages to drag herself off the bonnet
somehow, succeeds in scrambling up the embankment and stands, bleeding and
blind, in the road, until another car comes by.
She doesn't remember anything clearly after what the boyfriend said and her
first real recollections are two days later, waking up in the hospital bed.
One eye was saved and repeated cosmetic surgery had reduced the scarring in her
face to not being that noticeable, but she did have some very serious problems
with "trust and relationships" following that incident.
Twenty years later, and she has sort of met this new gentleman who professes his
love for her, seems a good sort but she cannot move forward an inch with him, no
matter what she tries to do.
Now the reason for contacting me were a) desperation and b) to ask if I could
come up with a good EFT opening statement that would do the trick.
I'm still in half shock myself after hearing this appalling story and
thoughtlessly I say to her, "Well it really isn't any wonder. What would you SAY
to your past self there on the bonnet, making all these decisions about men and
relationships?"
And bam! we're in Project Sanctuary country.
We're both there, listening to the drunk boyfriend, seeing her lying on the
bonnet. The current self lady and I go closer and start talking to the young
one.
This extraordinary event unfolds as we are doing this which was so real to me as
though I was really standing there in the cold misty night on the clay ground in
the weeds, sinking into the wet ground as I'm standing there next to the current
lady and having this extraordinary conversation with the bleeding young one on
the bonnet.
We are asking her to not make the decisions about herself she did back then,
that she was so stupid, so naive, so overly trusting, that she should have never
loved him at all, that it was all her fault that she was lying here now, her
life in tatters.
Between the two of us, we told her that "It wasn't your fault" and that is never
wrong to love, or to trust; that she couldn't have known any better, did any
better, she was so inexperienced and again and again that it was NOT her fault.
Eventually, we are starting to get through to her and she asks us then what she
should do, how she could protect herself, how she could avoid these kinds of
mistakes in the future.
We talked to her about listening to her heart, growing her heart, not giving up
on love but to make sure she was always safe, whatever she did as best as she
could, and to make those decisions instead of the ones she had been about to
make.
The current lady got her lovingly off the car bonnet, brushed the glass off her,
embraced her on the ground and cried for quite some time, and then *helped her
up the embankment*
I too, went to her other side and between us we got her up on the road, standing
in the road with the semi-conscious young one held between us, both of us giving
her encouragement and support until the car came which rescued her, the driver
saw her and stopped, went to her and we released our support and she fainted in
his arms.
When we came back from this, we were both rather shaken.
Not so much by the decision thing, although that was good and moving, but by the
embankment thing.
It had been a total mystery for all concerned how this girl back then in her
condition could have possibly made it off the bonnet, never mind up the long,
steep slippery slope in her condition at all, or to be able to stand by herself
in the road.
I am absolutely not given to going "Whoooo ... spoooky ..." at the drop of the
hat, but that whole thing had been so incredibly realistic, it was really - well
spooky, alright then.
Whatever that was, it was something else and it had a really profound effect on
the current lady.
And what spooked me out the most was when she said slowly, "Do you know
something? Everything we said to her, EVERY SINGLE WORD OF IT, is already in
operation.
"I've done that, exactly that, what we told her to do just now.
"I have kept myself safe and put my own safety above everything.
"I have never given up on love, nor on trust; and the simple truth is that I was
not SAFE in a relationship or with a relationship - until tonight.
"Something happened tonight that had to have happened, exactly now and no
sooner, and it is as simple as to say that all my seemingly strange paths and
experiences have led me right here, right to you, to be doing EXACTLY WHAT WE
DID TONIGHT.
"We were there. I know we were. We were there back then, we told me what to do,
and we got me up that embankment.
"I know we did because I remember us being there."
I'm not often speechless but I was then.
I just nodded because that's all I could think to do.
The CHANGE in her bearing, her appearance, her energy field, the way she spoke -
whoa. Something else, is all I can say.
As a scientist, I can't tell you what on Earth happened; what that was or how it
worked or what it was for, but the current lady, when I cautiously asked if she
needed any more opening statements just looked me straight in the eyes, shook
her head sadly and said, "Come on. You were there. It's all over now, it's been
put to rights."
I won't make any meanings of any of it; and I won't suggest this or that.
That's the story, that's what happened.
Do with it as you will.
Silvia Hartmann 2003 |
