Keepers of the Garden - Dolores Cannon-pages

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Keepers of the Garden - Dolores Cannon-pages

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type ofimage, a listener, a sounding board for them to bounce off of. I never pry or ask questions about their private lives. I also never judge them. Whatever occurs outside ofour workingrelationship is none of my business. Maybe this is all part of the trust and rapport that gradually builds between the subject and myself. But over the course of time they often doconfide in me, mostly because they know itwill go no further and it often helps explain things in our work that would be confusing. These confidences are usually spontaneous when they occur. Often they are triggered by an especially revealing session. Phil spoke ofhis growing-up years when his closest friend was his twin brother, Paul. He was aware that identical twins usually are sup- posed to have some kind of psychic bond, but he never felt anything out-of-the-ordinary. There was the natural competition forthe atten- tion ofhis father, in which his brother Paul excelled. The twins had totally different interests. Paul was athletic and interested in sports and all types ofoutdoor activities such as hunting and fishing, which were the same interests as their father. Phil was the exact opposite, more introverted and interested in books, reading and mental activi- ties. This may have been the origin of the out-of-place feeling. He only knew that he always had a vague feeling of not belonging, of being different, of not feeling "ight." He couldn't remember any singular event in his childhood that had happened to bring on this feeling. Itjust seemed to be always present He became accustomed to it-it didn't really bother him, it wasjust something he was aware of and he didn't try to examine it or delve into it very deeply. He said it was a feeling of not being in touch with this place but it didn'treally seem to cause him any problems. He was afraid of emotions and could not openly express himself in that way. Many things confused him, especially human behavior. He couldn't understand why people behaved the way they did, why they said the things they did, why they were able to hurt each other as though it was nothing to them. All through high school he tried many times to fitin, to act the way the others did, to behave in the same manner. But inside he knew it was only pretense, only a facade. He just couldn't be like them and the attempts only made things worse. He became more confused than ever. He dated girls, but didn't allow any ofthem to get very close to him-he feared emotional involvement. His rela- tionships during that time and later were very superficial. I believe he was afraid of being hurt if he made any type of commitment. Deathin a Needle