My Thoughts on EMDR

    I've had a couple people tell me that I might want to try EMDR, which for those of you who don't know, stands for Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing and entails recovering suppressed memories. I'm not entirely sure how it works, but you can understand why I might have some level of trepidation about it. To me, the primary reason I have never been committed to a mental health facility is because I can't remember what happened. I know many of the details of what happened, but I don't have the memory and I prefer it that way. But apparently there is a relatively safe way to recover suppressed memories that, hopefully, won't overwhelm me. My thought is that as long as I have opened myself up enough to be able to receive a big enough influx of God's healing grace to make the recollections bearable, then this form of therapy is certainly worth trying.  

Dear God, I open to receive Your healing grace right now.
Dear God, I ask You to surround me, enfold me, and infill me with Your healing light right now.
Dear God, fill my mind with enough love and light to drive out the lingering nightmare and to keep it at bay.
Dear God, I open to receive Your perfect vision.
May it be that no matter what I learn about my past, that I remember who I am and whose I am; may I remember my holiness, my worthiness, my sacredness.
Dear God, I ask You to please hold my hand as I seek to wander back into the past, please help me bring enough light to those memories to heal from them.
Please, dear God, ensure that the recovery of these memories doesn't wound me further.
Thank You, God. Thank You, God. Thank You, God.
Asé. Aho. Amen. Let this be so. And so it is.