Fear of flying: "Leaving home is dangerous, and you can never come back! "

 

This story is about myself, how I applied EFT to myself, to release a post-traumatic-stress syndrome issue from more than 50 years ago, when I was a small child.

All my life I never felt comfortable to leave home to go on a vacation, any kind of trip. Didn’t matter if I wanted to be where I had to go or not, I just never felt comfortable leaving home. To prepare for a trip or being in an airplane was always filled with anxiety. Never mind how good I prepared myself with hypnosis and relaxation audiotapes; I wasn’t even able to listen calmly to the tape on the plane.

This time, as I was getting ready for my trip to Europe, I noticed even stronger anxiety, so I finally started to tap about it. Sitting in front of my computer, typing the EFT phrases as fast as I could I started weeping bitterly, as the tapping opened the gates to old memories.

Even though I’m scared out of my mind to leave home……
Even though I know this is just a vacation …
Even though I am not able to control what happens to me while I am traveling …..
Even though it’s frightening to leave home, NOT KNOWING IF I CAN COME BACK………

I found myself back at being four years old (1949), in the darkest of night with my mom and baby sister, in an unfamiliar and scary forest, trying to escape from the Eastern part of Germany, which was then occupied by the Russians. There were several traumatic situations that I clearly remembered. My mom, my baby sister and I got away because I had insisted that I needed to pee. Against my mom’s hesitation to split from the group we stepped behind a tree and therefore stayed behind, as the rest of our group of people got caught right before our eyes and transported to prison, or worse.

Being scared to death as we were, we than ran into a Russian soldier. He turned away to let us pass, so we could make it into the refugee camp on the other side of the border.

As I kept tapping, it all unfolded real fast, I could again feel my own incredible fear and on top of that, my mom’s.

Even though I do understand now where my fear comes from…..
Even though I weep for this little, scared girl I was then….

I choose to understand I can protect myself…I’m not that little, helpless girl anymore…….
I choose to pull out of situations that scare me …. I know how to protect myself …. I don’t have to stay with people that make me feel uncomfortable

Then it dawned on me. That little girl had to leave her relatively safe home, only to find out later she would never be able to come back! Never be in her safe environment again, never was able to play with her toys again…. not to mention the terrible time in the crowded refugee camp, where she had to stay for quite a while.

Even though I may feel I have no control over what happens around me …..
If situations or people scare me ….I choose to take care of myself … in whatever way that is necessary ….
I choose to protect myself in any given situation that calls for my protection….

I choose to accept the fact that today I have choices…
I choose to fully be aware of my choices at all times…. and in any situation

Finally I calmed down.

I choose to feel liberated, relaxed and calm…. as I understand …. I don’t need control because I am being well taken care of….. all is well with me….. I am in good hands … I am protected by higher powers…. always have been!

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Even though leaving home means not being as comfortable ….
I choose to see the bright side of my vacation…. visiting with friends …. feeling close to family …. seeing new exciting things….

I choose to feel completely relaxed and at ease!

And there it was: great ease and calmness, paired with understanding. After that I was able to go on my vacation, to be in a plane for eight hours, crossing the Atlantic (no safety net beneath me!) and sleep for several hours on the plane!!! Not even once did I think about being safe or not, I just was!

I had the most wonderful time with friends, family and others that I met on my trip. Many surprising things happened to me, many times I felt very special and much loved. All of my family and friends kept asking what I had done, because I looked so happy and peaceful, everybody wanted to just be with me.

At a dinner party shortly before I left Germany, I met a man in his forties, whose hands looked like claws, crippled and tough from Scleroderma. When I told him he does not have to live like that, that there is always help out there, he asked me if I would consider working with him. Now I am getting ready for this work, by phone across the ocean, with someone who can definitely improve from EFT. Scleroderma is an insidious autoimmune disease; death in early years of life is not uncommon.

Without any doubt I just know that I will be able to help him turn things around. I am not intimidated by the seriousness and fast progression of his illness. I will keep you posted about this case.