I was putting up some photos on a wall and one of them suddenly fell down on a hard surface and made a loud noise as the glass broke. I got triggered. My heart centre suddenly closed and lost connection with my body. I could still function yet I saw my energy body having “left” and complete Shutdown tried to set in. I have had enough triggers in the past to now be able to be present to what was happening and not let myself be completely lost in it.

Phase one: Went home and let it out. The scenario triggered was Little Laura crying while being beaten by her grandma, saying “Why are you beating me? Please don’t. Why are you? Why?”. There was desperation in the process.

Phase two during guided meditation: gave my body, which was still felt as little Laura, what I needed and did not get as a child: affection and put my hands around as if embracing myself. I felt someone’s energy there constantly saying “I love you Laura. I love you so much” (this usually shows up in my mind’s eye as someone I was in a relationship with who held a big space for me at important steps during my transformational journey. She appears because, through her, I have been mirroring back Love since meeting).

Phase three: “That was so hard. That was so hard”. Here I acknowledged how hard it was to have been through that as a child and that it really happened. I validated the experience, the sensations, the emotions.

Phase four: body muscles tight, body moving everywhere as stuck energy gets released from my nervous system.

Trauma is very much in the body.

Aftermath: My heart centre is very raw. My body is now tired, calm and I can breathe. I am now connected once again with the present moment. I feel grateful for having had that trigger for it showed me where I still needed to heal. I am grateful for all the times I had lost myself in a trigger for, with each happening, I got closer to giving space to my experience without judgement or concern. All of them allowed me to now go through what I needed to go through and complete the event from my childhood.