Holographic Integration Therapy — The Smaller Picture pg247–248

Colorful companion to my memoir The Incompetent Psychic

Double Throw Knife Switch Symbol: Engineering Firm Mural detail 1997

[Continued from previous blog]

I drifted far back in time to very early in my youth, so young I was not yet walking or talking. [Paragraph omitted]

Back on my patio I was in the fetal position on the concrete slab, making the noises of a badly injured animal. John gave me a powerful suggestion. He said, “Go a step back in time to when you were planning this life. Do it now.”

That horrific event I was stuck in was instantly slammed off like a double throw knife switch and I was calm again. (Remember when Wednesday electrocuted Pugsly? That’s a double throw knife switch.) Without even realizing I had moved, I was sitting back up on the chair on my patio. At the same time I was in a completely different reality in a crystalline room that glowed with a strange light. — End of Chapter 13

My naive mother never questioned why the single man who lived next door was often so keen to babysit her daughter. His name was Teddy.

In a holographic integration session with a trusted therapist, I re-experienced what that neighbor in Victoria did to me as an infant right up until I started to talk. Of course Teddy got away with it. So…