Change Therapy Hypnosis & Counselling

31/08/2021

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Charlie Mackesy

16/08/2021

As we go to sleep all over the world tonight, say a prayer for the women and girls of Afghanistan. We will never know the terror they will be feeling 😢🙏💔.

29/06/2021

This could not be more true. I hope you enjoyed today ❤️

17/06/2021

We never know what other people are going through. Sometimes we get caught in the crossfire, try looking through the lense of compassion and curiosity and leave judgment aside ❤️

06/06/2021

I wanted to share this post. Such a lesson to not get caught up in the busyness of life and be grateful for all that’s precious in our lives. My Husband and kids will be getting hugged a little harder today ❤️

I’m going to love them a little harder…

This morning I woke up at 4:45 a.m. I made myself a hot cup of coffee, sat on my screened-in porch, and took the morning in.

I listened to the birds waking up and chirping. I listened to the sound of our neighbor’s sprinklers as they watered the grass and flowers. I listened to a few dogs greeting each other in the distance. I watched the morning light as it peeked over the horizon slowly replacing the darkness of the sky and how it made the dew on the morning grass glisten in my backyard.

I watched, listened, and took in the dawn of a new day…

I couldn’t help but think how much of my life I take for granted. I try to be mindful and remind myself how truly grateful I am, but life gets busy and stressful, chaotic and exhausting, and somewhere in the midst of it I sometimes lose sight of the big picture. I lose sight of the little things... precious things that matter the most to me.

Yesterday, my husband was in a horrible car accident.

He hydroplaned at 65 mph between a semi-truck and guardrail and was hurled into a 360-degree spin in the middle of an Interstate. With angels on his side, he walked away from a mangled car with only a few minor bumps and bruises. The back half of the car was missing, windows shattered, debris scattered across the length of a football field… it’s a miracle he’s alive today.

As I sat on my porch with tears streaming down my cheeks, I thought about how different this morning might have been. How swiftly life can change. How, in an instant, our world can shift and, just like that, everything could be different.

I thought about how those we love can be taken away from us without warning and how grateful I was that my husband and three children were safe and sound asleep in their beds at that very moment.

I thought about how I ran out to the car before my husband pulled away because I wanted to give him one more kiss before he left. I thought about how he smiled and said, “Didn’t we just do this?” I thought about how I stood in the driveway and watched him pull away not realizing that it might have been the last time I hugged and kissed the most important man in my life.

I thought about how God sometimes puts challenges in our path to remind us of what’s really important, how this event impacted me, and what positives I might take away from the experience. Mostly, I thought about how it changed me.

As hard as I love my family, I’m going to love them even harder.

As hard as I try to be present in their lives, I’m going to make it more of a priority.

As hard as I try to be the wife and mom my family needs, to give them all I have, to be there for them, and tell them “I love you” often – so often that my kids roll their eyes, sigh and say “Geez, mom,” and my husband says, “Didn’t we just do this?” – I’m going to say it more, hug them more and remind them more how much they mean to me.

As hard as I try to remain grateful for every new morning, I’m going to try even harder because yesterday was a harsh (and perhaps even a beautiful) reminder that life is so very precious and that tomorrow is never promised. ❤

*** I want to thank you ALL for your outpouring of support, love, concern and compassion. I am so very appreciative and humbled. It’s amazing to read all the heartfelt comments and personal stories (some so heartbreaking they brought me to tears). It’s such a reminder to me what a wonderful and supportive community we have built together here. Thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

09/05/2021

Happy Mother’s Day ❤️

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY

To all the women.
Because all women have mothered someone at some point in their life, it’s just what we do.
We care, we nurture, we mother.

For the mothers who are knee deep in family life, this is your day to feel like a queen, please do. It’s entirely deserved and no one needs a day of pampering more. The chores can wait, be rested.

For the mothers who have lost children, this day is another on your ‘harder’ calendar and for that I send you love, you are so very brave.

To the women who no longer have their mother, this day is a heart-breaking reminder of an overwhelming grief. Your mother would want this day to be a time to say her sayings, cook her favourite meal and play her favourite songs. So, please don’t avoid that today. I know it hurts but it will help the heal.

To the women who have not made it into motherhood, who so desperately want to. This day is tough, there is nothing you want more than a 3am wake up and a hand drawn card full of love. Please take today to acknowledge all the hard work and energy you have put into your endeavours. I see the hole in your heart. I see you and I want you to know you're a warrior of love and you deserve so much joy in life. Please let it in.

To the women who mother another child, you are a glorious example of humanity and love, my heart fills to bursting just to witness the gift you give. Thank you.

To the women who feel they have not had that maternal love they so crave, please forgive. You need your heart whole to make so much love that the future outweighs the past. It starts with you. You deserve it, make it so.

To the women,
ALL the women.
We mother like no other.

Donna Ashworth
Author of ‘to the women’ https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08LRGWY74/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_awdb_imm_t1_e1LVFb7RZ2XGN


ART BY NAZAR HAIDRI

20/04/2021

The Sunflower symbolizes a special person who got her angel wings too soon 😇..... let’s all be more like the beautiful Sunflower ❤️

13/04/2021

I love this...just be your authentic self with kindness ❤️

There is little you can do to make everyone like you.

Some people will see the real you, straight away. The you with the worries, the fears, the kind heart.
Others will only see what you have that is not theirs. Or who you have. Or a life that sparkles a tad too brightly for their liking.

In Some People’s Story You’re An Angel, In Others You’re The Villain.

And that is pretty much that.

If you are spending any time worrying how others see you, or whether they think you are a good person or not, you are wasting precious time my friend.

Precious time that is much needed elsewhere.

Is is universal truth that you cannot please all of the people all of the time.

That in fact, the best way to get even close to this goal, is to stop trying and to just be your authentic self, with kindness.

Always with kindness.

So, if you have been hurt by an unjust representation of you in someone’s story, take comfort in the fact that it is not the truth.

And that the right people will see that.

Keep your sparkly little light shining and your people will find you.

And they will stay.

And you will never have to convince them of who you are.

Donna Ashworth
Author (https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B08LRGWY74/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_fabt1_OYLVFbX4YR91V)

Art by Ira Mitchell-Kirk

07/04/2021

After speaking to one of my gorgeous Birthing Clients yesterday she mentioned the pressure she felt to perform to other people’s expectations. Constant well meaning messaging checking on her progress made her uncomfortable as she waits for the passing of the next few days or week before her baby arrives.

This popped up in my feed and I thought it appropriate not only for her but all of us at times. When you need to disengage and go inward remember you can put the phone away. ❤️

31/03/2021

Does you Birth Partner know how to support you during labor? All Hypnobirthing Birth Partners play an active part in the labor and birth of their baby.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CNEMiLvrBU5/?igshid=p67v4vszk88c

28/03/2021

It’s been a while since my last post, sadly our family lost a much loved Father/Father In-law/Grandpa last month and I’ve been focused on taking care of my little tribe.

I wanted to share this as it really spoke to me, I often wish I could go back and relive a ‘last time’. We never know when a last time will be so cherish every moment ❤️

Sometimes, I'll see a mom with her toddler and it will hit me... It's not that I don't love where my kids are in life. It's not that I'm longing for the past. But, oh, how I'd love to feel some things just one more time...

I'd love to feel my kids' tiny hand wrapped around my finger just one more time. I'd love to feel the soft sound of their gentle breathing when they fell asleep on my chest. I'd love to see the silly look on their faces when they tried a new vegetable they hated and hear the sound of their sweet giggles when they heard something they thought was funny.

I don't want to go back so I can change anything, but so I can truly take it all in just one more time, appreciate it just a little more and bottle it up so I could open it up and enjoy it every time I saw a mom with her toddler.

I guess these feelings remind me that one day I'll feel the same way about my kids' teen years. Some day, I'll be wishing I could bottle up our late-night conversations, our special times in the car when it's just us, the look on their face when they got their driver's license and the sweet nervousness in their eyes when they went on their first date.

Life moves so quickly... and, as hard as it is to accept, our time with our kids living under our roof is drawing closer to an end.

Take in all those lasts, wrap your heart around them, breathe them in and never forget... because those lasts are a beautiful, precious gift. 💗💗💗