I guess I should start recording my progress, otherwise I'm going to lose track.
Emotional blockage in my right arm on top of my wrist and behind it. It turned out to be from a programming trauma around elementary school. I had been submerged in ice cold water and then dumped out on a cold flat surface. I lay on my side in a fetal position, naked, rigid and spasming with hypothermia.
After this scene faded other small mundane incidents followed, from the years that followed where I was exposed to ice or ice water and was reminded of the original trauma. (my dad's ice chest, a glass of iced tea, a walk-in freezer full of ice...) Instead of remembering the original trauma I suppressed those new experiences as well, even though they were insignificant they were threatening to remind me so I chose to suppress them as well.
Emotional blockage on my left cheek bone turned out to be from kindergarten. I slid off my side of a see-saw and the weight of the other kid (Justin, I think) made it fly up and hit me in the face. Years later a bicycle accident on 19th street added to this.
Emotional blockage closer to my left eye turned out to be a dog bite from when I was four. My grandma's dog Tiger, his teeth ripped my skin open and now I finally know where I got the bruise in my left eyeball. This same blockage stretched around the left side of my face past my year. Around first grade I was irritating some older kids and one threw a football right into the side of my face. The end of this blockage was in the back of my head, on the left side. After a piano lesson around 3rd grade I was playing in another kid's room on his bed, I lept up and hit my head on his book shelf. Also at work in 2008, I was working in an electrical panel, I stood up and hit the back of my head on the dead front that had swung open. All these incidents had contributed to the same blockage.
It occurs to me now that in all situations I decided to stuff the emotion and pain because of social pressure. And they all really really really hurt life fuck.
It's worth mentioning, about a week and a half ago I made a request to "divine spirit" that I'd be separated from the two discarnate spirits interfering with my daily life for the last few years. The woman with freckles who first appeared at the mouth of my time warp before birth, who I then murdered in 1998 when she was incarnated. Also the short fat balding man with square glasses and a black cloak who I think was an elder in the satanic group my parents swore allegiance to in 1982. After the request they both were visited by their respective guides who then talked to them at length and escorted them away from me. Life has been wonderful ever since. Had I known it was that easy I would have done it years ago.
About a week ago I had dreams about my aunt who died earlier this year. Upon waking I felt a dark presence that felt like she was watching me. I made the same request to "divine spirit" for separation from her and I haven't felt her around me since. Either it worked or she's keeping her distance.
