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Healing Memories Neurologically
Generational memories are things that happened to other people, but they feel like they happened to you.
Imagine someone who is terrified of woodpeckers – but they live in NYC and have never seen a live woodpecker!
THAT is a generational memory. Something bad happened to someone else, but you are carrying the emotion, without knowing about the original event.
There are, fortunately, an abundance of tools for dealing with that. One that is less known, is building a neurological pathway where there is none.
Here is one called mirroring. When one person has highly significant positive experiences, they can, to some degree, transfer them to another person through the blend of the spirit and the brain.
As one person tells their positive story, the other person is watching their spirit through the usual left eye to left eye contact and the receiver’s spirit is able to build some neurological pathways in short order.
Here is “Fred and Sally’s” story.
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I have been listening to the recording of “Sound of Light,” where you describe the data transfer that occurs as the mother is gazing into her baby’s eyes. You describe how to re-navigate the negative emotional data that has been deposited years ago in your right brain by having a partner make eye contact in order to transfer their own positive data in an area where they have particular strength.
We live way out in the country, and with any winter weather, our power tends to go off, and we are shut off from the outside world. Although we have only been here three years, we have been iced in several times, with no way to get out. We are unincorporated, so are always the last to have our roads plowed or cleared, sometimes for days or even a week.
Although I personally remember no past traumatic experiences with winter extremes, I have found, every winter that we have been here, that once winter precipitation is impending, I am pacing around the house with growing fear and dread. By the time any power outage occurs, I am a hopeless mess, usually weeping, full of the conviction that our lives are about to be over. It has been overwhelming, and absolutely involuntary.
I have tried talking common sense to myself, but any amount of logic hasn’t touched the whole iceberg of data inside that says, “We’ll be trapped in the cold and the dark, and WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE, AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!”
I knew that my mother grew up in a simple log house without electricity, so a severe winter was a real hardship. In addition, when I was a toddler & my sister was a newborn, our family lived on a remote dairy farm, in constant danger of being snowed in throughout the winter.
During one winter storm when there was no ability to get out, I developed croup so badly that my mother (who was a nurse) was preparing to perform a tracheotomy on me, without anesthetic! Fortunately, I began to breathe again on my own, so I was spared that scar. However, the data download that had come to me from my mother was obviously heavily loaded with winter fears.
After listening to the track in “Sound of Light” called “Healing Tools,” my husband agreed to do the eye-to-eye technique with me. We don’t normally make such prolonged, intense eye contact, so it felt a little goofy, but he was game.
As I looked into his left eye, I described my confused inner sense that a power outage would be an ultimate disaster; that our lives were on the line. That winter weather always made me feel that everything that we had was about to be stripped away, leaving us destitute and alone and probably dead. As I talked, tears began to well up, and I could feel the familiar keen sense of dread swarming over me.
My husband looked back into my eyes, and gleefully described his family’s attitude toward winter weather. They originate from Minnesota, and there was much joy during his childhood with excursions out into the snow and the ice, the fun of frozen lakes for skating and ice fishing, playing out in the cold until you had to rush inside for hot chocolate, and the love of sitting by a roaring fire with the family, with or without electrical power.
Winter camping. Norwegian jokes. Changing into warm socks, and the cheerful hanging up of wet ones in front of the fire. Warm quilts on cozy beds where you snuggled and slept while the wind howled outside, safe and protected.
Inside an hour after doing this exercise with him, I realized that, although the winter storm was increasing, and we fully expected the power to go off any time, I was buzzing with joy. There was a deep sense of peace, and of being stable, with or without electrical power.
I saw the beauty of the snow (yes, even of the ice) outside, and found myself humming, as I pulled out the candles & matches, poured gallons of water to have on hand, and made other simple preparations before sitting before the fireplace with a good book to enjoy resting.
I realized that, for the first time, I was perceiving the enforced isolation of the weather as a respite; a pleasurable break from outside work or hubbub, and that I was tangibly enjoying the quietness of the house as the snow piled up outside.
The absence of fear is a glorious thing. Thank you so much for that recording. Another piece of Life in place – not just surviving, but loving my life. I am grateful.
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Notice that the trauma she felt was not her own. And when Fred spoke, he did not address the trauma from the generational memories.
Instead, he showed her spirit how to build a neurological pathway from terror to joy.
This is not THE tool. It will not fix everything. But it is A tool to add to your kit.
Copyright December 2018 by Arthur Burk
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Generational memoriesBy : Pam Thomas On January 11th 2021
I used to wonder why when my mother seemed to grieve and have breakdowns twice a year, I felt her grief and thought it was because I wasn't a boy. I later found out in being ministered to, that her grief had been passed on to me in utero. When Pastor 'D' prayed and commanded the grief to go, my deep weeping sounded like my mother's voice. When it stopped, I said "I'm free for the first time since conception." And it was true and is true even today at the age of 80 years
Sound of light healing toolsBy : Tracy O'Brien On January 28th 2019
Thrilled with what I read here, would love to learn more about it, but I'm not finding it on the site. Where do I get this teaching?
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link - sound of lightBy : Caroline Clay On December 19th 2018
Please could you add a link to the resource mentioned in the blog. I couldn't find it on the website. Thanks
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good timingBy : Meg Rolph On December 18th 2018
This is wonderful timing! Just this morning I was sitting talking with the Lord about this feeling of not being wanted that I could not shake. It didn't come from my family or friends so I was confused by it. I've lived with it for years. He then showed me that it was generational, coming down from my grandpa on my moms side. Evidently, he was sick as a child and expected to die. His dad always saw him as inconvenient and praised his older sister over him. My grandpa ended up being a harsh angry man and my mom tended towards perfectionism to try to please him. So I felt the generational pain that I was carrying somewhere in my body. It was felt as a void and hurt deeply. So I asked Jesus to pull back time and to encounter that generational lie. He gave me an image again of my grandpa as a little boy, about 6. I felt the Father coming in acceptance and pleasure over that little boy. I could feel the tension between the void and the new truth in my body. My body was used to the void of being unwanted, but my brain was beginning to experience this new reality of being cuddled by Daddy and loved. I asked the Lord to fill the void in my body.
So, I am impressed and curious about this new tool. Thank you for sharing. I look forward to seeing if God links me with someone who could speak the new reality into my brain and change the physical void that God is working on. Blessings!
Wow! A great tool!!By : Jane Tennant On December 14th 2018
I’ve been doing the eye to eye contact when needed and this is a fantastic application!
ChimesBy : Kristie Bento On December 11th 2018
I have a srange feeling of fear when I hear chimes blowing in the wind. Once I hear the sound I feel dread and then doom. Its rather odd. I try to tell my mind that it is nonsense. Maybe this is what you were describing.
FascinatingBy : Aoife On December 11th 2018
I can't wait to try this out!
BeautifulBy : Tricia Reynolds On December 11th 2018
This is a beautiful story and great tool! Thank you, “Fred and Sally” for sharing it. I have heard several success stories of people doing a similar positive download to rewire - especially for the baby stages of life where there was a lack of identity transferring to the child.
I wanted to share... for some people who live alone or perhaps don’t feel they have a person in their life willing to do something like this with them... I have also heard stories of people doing a download looking into Jesus’ eyes or Father God and that being very effective as well.
I have a question though- was the experience of almost having the tracheotomy her own experience or her mother’s? Because if it is her own.. seems to me that would be enough to cause this fear.
So glad her husband was willing to do this with her! I found myself experiencing a positive download about winter in my spirit just reading about her husband’s childhood experience! ❤️
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