Breaking_The_Habit_of_Being_Yourself_How_to_Lose_Your_Mind_and_Create_a_New_One_by_Joe_Dispenza_Dr._(z-lib.org)[1]

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about yourself, be accepted by society, and have 40 percent fewer
cavities as well! We are all controlled emotionally by this notion of
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How My Transformation Began ...
and Perhaps Some Inspiration for Your Own


I started this chapter by telling you of that moment when I was sitting on
my couch and realized that there was quite a gap between who I really was
and the identity I presented to the world. So I’d like to close this chapter by
telling you the rest of the story....
Around the time this happened, I was traveling frequently, lecturing to
people who had seen me in the movie What the BLEEP Do We Know!?
When I was speaking in front of groups, I felt really alive, and I’m sure I
came across as happy. But in that moment, I was feeling numb. That’s when
it hit me. I had to show up being how everybody expected me to be, based
on how I appeared in the movie. I’d started believing I was somebody else,
and I needed the world to remind me of who I thought I was. I was actually
living two different lives. No longer did I want to be trapped by that.
As I sat alone that morning, I felt my heart beating, and I started thinking
about who was beating my heart. I realized in one instant that I had
distanced myself from this innate intelligence. I closed my eyes and put all
of my attention on it. I started to admit who I’d been, what I’d been hiding,
and how unhappy I was. I began to surrender some aspects of myself to a
greater mind.
I then reminded myself of who I no longer wanted to be. I decided how I
no longer wanted to live based on that same personality. Next, I observed
my unconscious behaviors, thoughts, and feelings that reinforced my old
self and reviewed them until they became familiar to me.
Then I thought about who I did want to be as a new personality ... until I
became it. Suddenly I began to feel different—joyful. This had nothing to
do with all of those things outside of me; it was part of an identity that was
independent of any of that external stuff. I knew that I was on to something.

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