My Personal Experience

of  P.S.H. Therapy  (George Gintilas)

Written: August 25th 1999 (as of 2010 - still applies as written, see updates in italic.)

I had the P.S.H. Therapy sessions for myself in June of 1996. I was six months into the P.S.H. training at that time. People ask why I enrolled into the training without doing the therapy beforehand.

It was one of those things that happens in life. I was doing a regular bookshelf browse through the body-therapy-based books at one of my favourite bookstores looking for new releases to keep up to date, when the P.S.H. book 'Emotional Healing' by Frank Wright caught my eye. It wasn't meant to be there in that section. 

Within three pages of reading/scanning I KNEW I had to do this course where ever it was. It was one of those moments when every cell in your body tells you this is it, the thing I'd been looking for for years to complement my practice. It's a 'knowing' that has no conscious explanation up front at the time. Those moments don't happen everyday, but when they do I've learned that they are always right for me. And I make sure that in between such moments that I'm ready for them for when they do happen. 

I rang the number at the back of the book and found out that a course was starting in two weeks time in Sydney! I needed to find the money up front and pay within the two weeks to secure one of the last places. I'm normally a 'plan-ahead type of person', not this time! I dropped everything I could, re-scheduled everything I needed to. My life went into temporary chaos to somehow get on to this course. I didn't have much money at the time but luckily I had been saving to buy another el-cheapo car to replace the one that was fast about to give way permanently. That money was enough to secure a place. With some pleading, Frank Wright allowed me to split the upfront fee into two with a forward dated cheque for the remainder of the fees. I was in! 

And the rest as they say, is history. 

In June 1996 I did a special trip to Sydney to have the sessions for myself. There was no one yet offering P.S.H. in Melbourne or anywhere in Australia at that time. All P.S.H. therapists were in Sydney, where Frank had trained them. (Except for one person in Adelaide - South Australia). 

I went up there for one week. P.S.H. is normally done one session a week for three weeks. I couldn't afford to stay in Sydney for three weeks but it was okay to have all three sessions spread out over one week provided I stayed on the health farm the whole time (where the sessions were being given) and did nothing else. I agreed. And so did a friend of mine that drove up with me to do the same. 

All I said to the therapist was that I wanted to clear 'Fear', a fear that I had had for as long as I can remember. I didn't say anything much else. That was it. And with that we did the sessions. 

After the first two sessions I had a thumping great headache. I went back to my room and literally collapsed onto the bed and slept instantly.      

After the third session as I went back to my room I had a big smile on my face for no reason, no reason what so ever. I still needed to rest. There wasn't much else to do but rest anyway. Health farms can make you feel this way. 

I came back to Melbourne.

When I got back the fear was still there. Exactly as it was before I left. Oh well, I thought to myself, no quick fix on this one. Would have been nice. 

I decided to give the P.S.H. twelve months which is the amount of time over which changes can still be happening. I also decided to do nothing else, no other therapies so I could more easily tell that any changes I experienced would be due to the P.S.H. 

Within a week I noticed that my confidence had gone up and that my upper back had straightened. With no effort at all. It just happened. 

Within another week I noticed that sexual drive had gone up. It was fine before, but now it was markedly stronger. It was another nice surprise.

With such evidence showing up, it made it easier to commit to doing no other therapy for twelve months. 

Over the next month or so I could feel something happening in my belly. I couldn't put words to it and I couldn't put a feeling to it. It was just a physical subtle sensation. Something was going on. I had done so much body therapy work on myself that I could feel every little movement that was happened internally. 

Two months went by, three months went by. I would occasionally notice little things, little old behaviours that would make me laugh at odd times, as I realised I didn't need to do them anymore. 

At the third month I noticed the biggest thing to date. I thought to myself one day, 'that's funny?, I haven't had a migraine yet' I would normally get a migraine every three to four months. 

In the past, before any therapy work on myself, I would get them 10 to 12 times year. After some body psychotherapy (Radix) work they cut down to 3 to 4 a year. And to me that was a huge success. 

Now they were gone! 

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