The following is the second half of my Summary of the Process, written on 18 November 2000:
My experience with the Emotional Child/Intellect/Body/Spirit confrontation and Truce was actually fun. (Again, a lot of what I am writing about here will make no sense in the specifics unless you have done the Hoffman Process.) All parts of me felt good that they were finally able to have their say, to actually be heard and to know that what each part felt and said was, and is, important. All parts of me now realize that we all must work together, that no one part has more of an important role than any other, that we must all listen carefully to what is being said, and act accordingly. The truce was a validation that we will continue to be there for, listen to and work with each other, all our parts, from that day forward. I found the recycling to be useful as a tool to get rid of negative thinking and patterns and to look at those patterns in a new way. Some of the alternatives that came up seemed a bit silly, but, perhaps, that’s really the point. In the end, the idea is to eradicate those patterns that impact negatively in my life and if rolling in a field of sunflowers, whether physically or only in my mind, does this, then it must be a good solution. My experience of expressing my vindictiveness and then finding forgiveness had a sense of being free of the need to lash out and try to get back at people for the perceived slights or hurts inflicted upon me. Again, in the end, I am the only one hurt by carrying a grudge and feeling that sense of superiority or self-righteousness. It felt good to let go of those feelings and the feeling of trying to show you that I am better because I am paying you back for hurting me, that I’ll show you. The need to always be “right” has disappeared. I’ve always felt that people should live and let live, but in reality, I didn’t actually practice it. I thought people should live and let live, but by my rules, by doing it my way. Now I feel able to actually practice what I preach, so to speak.
My experience with writing the Positive Letter to my parents isn’t complete yet since I haven’t finished the letter. With what I’ve written so far and with all of the good thoughts I had surrounding it, though, I feel it’s a good thing to be able to think of both of my parents in positive terms instead of as all negative patterns. And though at times it has been quite difficult to see, I do know that I did learn the virtues and strengths that I have, even if I don’t always recognize them as such, from them.
I have to say that play day was the most fun I’ve had in a long time. The play session made me want to join, or if none is available, to start my own “Adult-Play Group,” just like those that exist for kids. All the different games were so much fun and like one of my fellow Hoffmates mentioned, none lasted too long. We didn’t have time to get bored before we were off to another game and/or adventure. I especially liked the counting by 4s and then each number was given an animal and we had to find our other members with our eyes closed, of course. It was all fun, though. The magic carpet ride to the North Pole to visit Santa Claus was so cool. It was an affirmation that I am a good and loving person since Santa doesn’t give gifts to bad people. I don’t honestly remember going to visit Santa as a child, so it was a chance to experience something I wasn’t able to so long ago. It was great. And so was the birthday party. Although I do not remember such a large and elaborate party for me, it was a wonderful celebration. I felt we were celebrating all that we had accomplished thus far in the week. And to top it all off, we got to put on a play, just like kids love to do. I don’t think the content of our play would ever show up in a play put on by actual children, but it was fun, nonetheless. It gave us a chance to work together with each other. Overall, I thought it was hilarious and showed what we can do when we put our heads, and hearts, together. All in all, it was one of the best days. I was truly sorry to see it end. It felt kind of like when I was little and not wanting to go to bed because I was having way too much fun.
The next day we went back to the ‘hard’ stuff. My experience with the Dark Side Process left me with a feeling of hope and calm. And a determination to never let my dark side back into my life. I know there will be times it’ll creep up on me, but I feel like I’ll be able to zap it and keep it from taking over.
I believe that if I am willing, and I am, to really listen to my spiritual self, I will never be led astray. I know, without a doubt, that my spiritual side is very powerful. I know that she has kept me alive for 40 years so that I could get to the place I finally am. Even when I couldn’t see past the pain, she could. I know, too, that she is a very loving and giving part of me. As I’ve always been a very visual person myself, I know that she must also be, since, really, we are one and the same. She has helped me in the last several months, but especially in the last week, visualize my future. And it looks good!
As I approach the end of the Process and prepare to go fully back into the world I left, I know that I can do it. I feel so grateful that I’ve had this opportunity to grow and experience the last week, however painful and hard it was. I am excited about what the future holds for me. I am also a little bit scared. I’ve got some major stuff to go through with J, but I KNOW I can face whatever comes my way. I have the tools and the willingness to do it right, to keep the negative love out of my life. I also know there will be pain and stumbling along the way, but nothing that love and my belief that I’ll come through it can’t handle. I am free. I am love, and I am lovable.
Okay, back to present day…just typing this out has been eye-opening. As I said in one of the previous parts of this, I have not read or even looked at this stuff since I finished the Process in November of 2000. One of the most powerful things that happened at the end of my time in Wisconsin, was opening my eyes and seeing all the past graduates who had come to participate in a particular ceremony we had, and knowing, I mean really knowing, that no matter what, no matter where I went, or what I did, for the rest of my life, I had a community of like-minded people. And that alone was worth it.