Showing posts with label Psychology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Psychology. Show all posts

October 24, 2008

The Image Of Our High Potential Self

Most people are not well aware of all the potentials that they might have. Of course we will never know what we could achieve in the future or whom we might be. But if we don't explore our own potentials, we don't take risks, we don't try new things; how would we know what potentials we might have within us?

My psychology class this week was about our high potential self. As usual, we had an exercise. And as usual, we sat on a comfy couch in a circle. We had to close our eyes. The exercise begins with us imagining the light of love that we practiced the week before. While still imagining the light of love radiating around us, we had to imagine that we are standing in a very peaceful place. In my mind, I was standing on a beach. The sea breeze was blowing through my hair. I could hear the sound of waves break, the sound of birds in the sky. I could felt the warmth of the sun on my skin. I could smell the salt in the air. It was very peaceful. Then we had to imagine that beside us stood an image of our high potential self and what it did . I had imagine that image was me in a white hospital coat. She just stood there looking at me. And then she held up something in her hand, she nodded at me as if to tell me to take that gift she held in her hands. It turn out to be a stethoscope. I took it and put the earpieces in my ear and I place the resonator to my heart. And I listened the beat of my own heart. It was a strong beat, yet it sounded so peaceful.

Then it came to a funny part. I heard someone snooring (loudly...hahaha). It was so funny, I laughed. I could even imagine that the image of my high potential self was laughing along...It was really funny. So as I lost my focus and I was back in reality, I opened my eyes and saw Mar and Fara (who was sitting opposite of me) laughing. I couldn't help myself and I laughed harder. Oh my...

But nevertheless, I managed to get back the the image. This time I was in an operating theater. In front of me laid a patient with his heart open. Then I felt my feet walking towards my high potential self and I stepped into that image. We became one. And at that moment, I knew who I want to be in the future. And that was the end of the exercise. We all came back to reality and for some others, they woke up from their sleep.hahaha...

Those who have achieved in life always said, success starts with a dream. Let's dream big and reach for the stars. And if we couldn't manage to reach it, at least we'll still be among the clouds. We need to set our goals in our minds and work towards it. Even if can't be sure of what we'll be in the future or if we would achieve our goals, at least, we will know our next step towards that direction. And it is up to us to what kind of future that we will have.

Here's another analogy :
A ship is sailing in the ocean, but it doesn't know which harbour it wants to sail to. Any direction of the wind wouldn't be good for the ship.
If we don't have a goal in life, any urge or effort wouldn't be entirely useful for us.
So, peeps, let's us dream big!!!


With love,
amy.

October 17, 2008

The Field of Love

I had my first psychology class yesterday. I was expecting a boring and dull class but it was beyond my expectations that the class was really interesting. I guess I took it lightly at first because psychology classes isn't as important as classes like biochemistry or anatomy or physiology. It doesn't have any exams that need to be pass. All we have to do is just attend it. Isn't that easy?? But anyway, as I said, it was very interesting. Well, at least it was for me. Some people didn't like the class coz' they thought that psychology is just full of crap. They don't see how it could help them in their everyday lives. I do have to agree that western psychology has parts which contradict to Islamic believes, so all we have to do is omit those part. We are adults, and we were taught the Islamic ways. So I'm sure you know which is right and which is not. Which contradicts and which doesn't. So just follow the ones which does not contradicts our believes. Anyway, all of us have our own opinion. So this is mine.

So the topic this week was "The Field of Love". My lecturer who is a psychiatrist said that we need to be in touch with the inner love within ourselves. The people who is in touch with this part of themselves, will love others for no particular reasons. They will love friends not because it is easier to seek for help whenever in need, instead they will love friends just because they are there. They will love a man/woman not because they are showered with gifts, instead they will love just because he/she is there. And these people will tend to give more then receiving. In contrast, the people who isn't completely in touch with their inner love, they will instead love because of materialistic reasons.

During the lesson, the lecturer taught us how to channel this light of love within ourselves. And during the exercise, we came to a point where we had to imagine that the light of love is flowing through our body and it radiates around us. And out of no where, tears came flowing down my cheeks. I think no body notice that i was crying at that moment because everyone was closing their eyes. I don't know why I was in tears, but I found it hard to have that field of love. I believe that to have it, we need to love ourselves first. And it is hard to love myself when there were so many failures and bad experience in the past, and so many flaws.

We learn to walk by walking. Learn to read by reading. And we learn to write by writing. So maybe we can learn to love by loving. So to all family and friends, I love you all!!!

I have to keep reminding myself that nothing is as bad as it seems. And that everything will turn out alright. What doesn't kill me will make me stronger. And also, I have to look in the mirror and say to myself "I am your bestfriend. And I will always support you". I did that a fewtimes everyday. I am starting to love myself already.

With love,
amy