One Can Only Remember What Has Been

We Produce Destructive People By The Way We Are Treating Them In Childhood.

The More We Idealize The Past And Refuse To Acknowledge Our Childhood Sufferings, The More We Pass Them On Unconsciously To The Next Generation.

The Attempt To Be An Ideal Parent, That Is, To Behave Correctly Toward The Child, To Raise Her Correctly, Not To Give To Little Ortoo Much, Is In Essence An Attempt To Be The Ideal Child--well Behaved And Dutiful--of One's Own Parents. But As A Result Of These Efforts The Needs Of The Child Go Unnoticed. I Cannot Listen To My Child With Empathy If I Am Inwardly Preoccupied With Being A Good Mother; I Cannot Be Open To What She Is Telling Me.

The Truth About Our Childhood Is Stored Up In Our Body, And Although We Can Repress It, We Can Never Alter It. Our Intellect Can Be Deceived, Our Feelings Manipulated, And Conceptions Confused, And Our Body Tricked With Medication. But Someday Our Body Will Present Its Bill, For It Is As Incorruptible As A Child, Who, Still Whole In Spirit, Will Accept No Compromises Or Excuses, And It Will Not Stop Tormenting Us Until We Stop Evading The Truth.

If We Do Not Work On All Three Levels -- Body, Feeling, Mind -- The Symptoms Of Our Distress Will Keep Returning, As The Body Goes On Repeating The Story Stored In Its Cells Until It Is Finally Listened To And Understood.