INGRID SCHMITHÜSEN
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Learning to die is learning to live ! ​
2024 July 6th
​I am Ingrid. I am born because I was needed.
​I did great for about 3 years, and then emotions and box mechanisms took over.

When I was 30 years old, I lost for the first time my singing voice.  Not a good thing for a professional singer. 
The loss of my voice set me back on track, to the path of consciousness. 
First through the encounter of a seer, later through non-violent communication, the Work of Byron Katie and then Possibility Management.
Almost 2 years ago, I had the first slight symptoms of a disease called , bulbar form of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis ALS.

I lost my voice again, this time my speaking voice.
I was ready for this disease , in the sense that I didn’t put any story on it.
This disease exists in the world. Why it should not happen to me?
I am back on track. 
I am what is needed. 
I live full out.
I love my life, every single second of it.
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Touch

We are a society of touchlessness, both literally and figuratively. And how much we are longing for loving touch. With this illness, all barriers are falling. I have never experienced as much touch as I do now. I get creamed, face and body, I am moved to prevent ankylosis, my visitors stroke my cheeks and hold my hand incessantly, friends offer me massages which I happily accept. Touch is infinitely good for the body, the mind, the feeling heart, the energy and the shared connection. Without touch we die. Touch brings peace. Experiment: once a day, ask someone for a conscious touch. It could be a request to rub on sunscreen, holding the hand for a moment, a hug, kneading the feet, and so on and so forth... Happy experimenting !

 ​Celebration 

I can't speak, only with my speaking app on the tablet. There are many situations where I don't have the tablet to hand or can't reach it, e.g. in the bathroom or while eating. In these situations I use my now very weakened left hand to make myself understood. It sometimes takes a while before the person I'm talking to, my sister Dagmar in the photo, guesses what I want to say. Dagmar and I celebrate every little understanding with a high five or a thumbs up. It brings a lot of fun and real Joy into Life. Try it out! It adjusts everyday life to the speed of Love. The experience of Love has a speed limit. If you are faster than the speed limit of the experience of Love - and we usually are - then Love is there, but you can't feel it. Only YOU can change this. Celebrate together every single understanding.
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My Commitment to the Magic Cow Bridge House

There is no adequate German translation for the word commitment. It means something like joyfully committing. We all carry this fire within us, and when the right spark comes, a radiant bright light ignites and illuminates our life path.
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This March, Daway announces his three-month bridge house in NY State. Whooshhhhhh, my flame is here! I am committed. ...


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Self-Doubt, a Trick of Your Gremlin

I live with a man who is unconsciously rooted in patriarchy. I have chosen to live with this man over and over again, most recently after moving out for 4 months.

I am aware that I can’t change him. For years I mistakenly believed I could change him. After that I hoped that he would want to change himself. In the meantime, I do not want to change him.


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Discoveries About Being a Purpose Sniffer !
For three months now I have been a Purpose Sniffer. How come?
In my relationships, I was stuck in a box behavior about how to connect with people. This is what it looks like: get empty, push your box aside, make sure your Gremlin is not in the way, don’t smile, listen, be present, wait until something comes up for you, trust! Sounds like a great guideline, doesn’t it? ...

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My Mother's Deathbed : An Initiation !
Gremlin is present everywhere at any time without exception, also at my mother’s deathbed.
Forty four hours before my mother passes away, I arrive at the hospital. I find her strong, radiant, serene and ready. I am surprised to notice that my Gremlin feels deceived. He captures, in a fraction of a second, that he can neither play the ...


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Fear about my Growing Gremlin
I am attending a Gremlin Training. At the beginning we did Gremlin-Low-Drama-food-distinctions and diet-stuff. In the fifth Training week, we did Hook-Unhookable-exercise, non-linearity-creation through identity-shifts and Going-Mad-Training. My Gremlin had really fun. I feel still Kraah’s smile in my face. ...

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My articles in French :
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Pourquoi je me suis inscrite à un cours pour devenir gardienne d'espace d'un club de la colère ?
Est-ce que j’étais complètement dingue ? Maintenant, je suis là et j’ai peur. Je me sens inadéquate, zéro préparée à cette aventure et absolument nulle pour dealer avec la colère. J’évite la colère. J’ai peur de la colère chez les autres et, encore plus, chez moi-même. Je crains la violence, ma violence. Je crains de perdre le contrôle sur moi …

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Ingrid Schmithüsen
Carignan, Québec, Canada
email : [email protected]

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