From Cindarella to Samantha Jhones
We grow up with flavours, colours, imagines and reality that always will be part of our lives exactly in the measure that we will permit to them to stay here again.
At 4 PM started “Heidi” and when I was just 4 years old, always recommended to my mother waking me up just in case I felt asleep after lunch in order to watch my favourite cartoon. What Heidi transmitted me? Why she was so much important for me?
Heidi made believe in her reality, she made me think that was absolutely normal having a little sweet white lambkin “Snowflake” and giving milk to him with a feeding bottle. One day my father made my dream became true and he presented to me a little lambkin who obviously I called “Snowflake”. I was madly in love of him and I loved giving to him the milk using the feeding bottle. Once, I came back at home after nursery school but Snowflake was not there anymore…my father told me “His mum came to collect him and they gone away together”. After one very painful year I understood that who came to collect him was my uncle, butcher.
Could I fully trust again of my father or should I thought that Heidy was a liar to deceive me, making me believe that it was acceptable even in my reality and not just in hers?
In which measure has your present been influenced by stereotypes that are been implanted when you were little?
There is not Godmother able to convert yourself in another person. Work hard and be your own Godmother!
And if losing something or someone was an opportunity and not a pity?
Don't wait the Prince to wear your favourite shoes
Don't try to pretend who you are not or you will pay the price!
Sissy, we became young woman watching Princess’s cartoons who to show they do worth, they had to find the charming Price in order to be saved!! The message we have been unconsciously hypnotized with, is that if we don’t find the Right man to write together “happily ever after” we are not catching the best side of the life. So that , every time that we have a frog in front of our eyes we kiss him hoping that he will convert himself to a Prince but it never happen! Consecutively we develop frustrations, anxiety, expectations not realized, fight against the time and suddenly Bridget Jones become our best friend!
You, little boys grow up with Super heroes with super power, ready to defeat every obstacles, ready to deploy against every evils of the world in order to defend yours ideals using your own steel punches and built missiles…such as responsibility! But what happens when during your adulthood you discover that you have not these super powers neither to defend yourself? How painful is a punches on your face?
We neither mention if you, little boy preferred to plays with dolls and you little girl preferred to play with a robot…family drama!
Do you remember when you were little and someone asked you “what would you like to become when you will be adult?” and you answered “the astronaut”? Do you remember the magic feeling to do believe it? Growing up you modified your expectations, reappraised your energies focussing about duty and responsibility that society sold you …in change of your dreams. Family, love, job and friends suddenly became a duty losing the flavour and the purest aspect of their essence.
Why should you wear a mask to express yourself?
Why should a powerful man not cry?
Is it really your most important goal fighting daily against every enemy?
Is it really that easy transforming yourself every time that you would like to do it?
In order to solve the problem we have to discover the origin. Contact me, I will do the rest