The BeliefWork WorkBook: How to Relieve the Cause Behind Anxiety, Depression, and P.T.S.D.

By Rosen

The BeliefWork WorkBook is a self-help book that sheds light on core beliefs that are subconsciously driving everything we think and do. Identifying core beliefs can free us from them and the issues they cause. Learn how to take back your life from systems and structures and restore it into your own hands. 

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Paradigm Rebel Publications
• Release date: Sep 22, 2022
• ISBN: 9781735254012

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The Belief Work

WorkBook

The Belief Work

WorkBook

How to Relieve the Causes Behind Anxiety, Depression, and P.T.S.D.

Krista Rosen

Paradigm Rebel Publications

©2022, Krista Rosen All rights reserved. FirstEdition

No part of this book may be reproduced in any mannerwhatsoever without written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical essays, reviews and articles.

Cover Design by Krista Rosen

Paradigm Graphics by Krista Rosen

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Editing by Mallory Herrmann

Some names and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of individuals. This book is not intended as a substitute for the medical advice of physicians. The reader should regularly consult a physician in matters relating to his/her health and particularly with respect to any symptoms that may require diagnosis or medical attention.

Library of Congress Control Number:

ISBN:978-1-7352540-1-2

Printed in the United States of America. Wholesale Distribution by Ingram.

Published by Paradigm Rebel Publications, 2022 Portland, Oregon

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CONTENTS

Introduction

Reflections

My First Teachers

How to Use This Book

Part 1: The Foundation

What Is Energy?

Emotions

Thoughts and Beliefs

Physical Body

Spiritual/Nonphysical

Intuition Defined

Clairvoyance

Clairaudience

Clairsentience

Claircognition

Informed Intuition

Calming the Mind

Feeling Safe

Part 2: The BeliefWork Process

Step 1: Readiness Checklist

Step 2: The Role of Emotions

Step 3: Affirmations

Step 4: Taking Stock

Step 5: Organizing Your Findings

Step 6: The BeliefWork Techniques

Step 7: New Beliefs and Best Practices

Step 8: The Basic Script

Scripts for Everyday Life

Calming the Mind

Consciously Creating

Empaths, Old Souls, and Ascension

Confidence and Self-Esteem

Community, World, and Universe

Part 3: Strategies and Healing Modalities

Self-Support

Energy Hygiene

The New Health Paradigm

Taking Back Your Power

Being Selfish

Depression

Childhood Trauma

Lyme disease

Parenting a Child With Chronic Symptoms or Conditions

Old Health Paradigm Beliefs

New Health Paradigm Beliefs

Faith and Religion

Letting Go of Responsibility

Red Flags for Feeling Responsible

The Rising of the Woman Inside You

Day Planner

Strategic Plan

Inspiration

Soothing and Calming the Mind

Resources

Glossary

In Appreciation

About the Author

Please Note:

Belief Work is my term for the collection of different healing systems I used to heal myself and continue to use in daily life. The Appendix contains a complete listing as well as healing resources.

The BeliefWork Workbook

Introduction

I’m waiting for the next wave of pain to pulse through my stomach and down my legs. My head is pounding as I wonder how long I’ve been lying on the floor of my bathroom like this. The cold of the tile is comforting. It reminds me that I’m still here.

Deciding not to resist feels pretty good. I take in a long, deep breath—careful not to clench my stomach muscles as I do so—and tilt my head a little to the right so I can look out the window.

The light coming from outside tells me it’s after 4 p.m. I have another hour before I’m no longer alone in the house. The clear blue Santa Monica sky is calming, and I take another careful breath. It’s comforting to know that if I follow the light of the sun, it will take me straight to the sunset over the Pacific Ocean eight blocks away. My happy place.

Lying on my side, legs and arms folded in toward my chest, is the only position I can be in that keeps the shooting pain from making me feel like I’m going to throw up. It usually takes two days of feeling stuck in this position for the worst of it to pass, to get to the point where I trust I can walk around and do things like go to school. I want to know why I’m like this but, even more, I just want it to stop.

It figures that I have terrible periods. Just add it to the list of things wrong with me. I flick the skin of my arm as I think about how much I hate my body. Every day it betrays me with the attention it attracts both inside and outside the house. And now it gives me so much pain that I cannot even stand up straight. I’m going to have to miss school, the only place where I can relax and disappear.

While I miss living with my friend and her family and being able to ask all of my friends what they do on their period, I feel free from being a burden to them. It’s not too dark yet, and my dad and stepmom are still at work. The blank stares from my dad and the awkwardness of being around my stepmom are worst during dinner because I sit so near them and can feel their thoughts. After dinner, I clean up and head back upstairs to my room. I spend most of the evenings there with my dog (she’s not welcome in other parts of the house), listening to music on my eight-track player. I sometimes do homework, draw, or read.

The doctor, gray-haired and hunched over, wrote me a prescription for Advil, a new medicine at a strong dose. I almost passed out from the embarrassment of having to talk about my periods with him, but I was desperate. The migraines, dizziness, and nausea were getting worse.

The doctor’s office is only a fifteen-minute walk from my dad and stepmom’s condo, and I like exploring the streets around me. I haven’t lived in Santa Monica for very long, so when I found his name in the phonebook, I was relieved that I could get there without the added embarrassment of asking my dad or stepmom for help. When I get over this period, it will be bad enough already that I will have to ask my dad how to get a prescription. I’m already cringing thinking about the bad jokes he might tell or the invasive questions he may ask.

Later tonight I know that man is going to be out there in the alley somewhere, trying to have a look at me through my curtains. I have to double-check that there are no openings in the window and to change in the bathroom, just in case.

I used to go jogging at night, but now that he’s out there I don’t. The movement and sweat are calming, as is the sound of the ocean when the main avenue is quiet. I sense the danger all around me, especially near the corner liquor store.

It’s so weird and embarrassing to live in a new city, to be a senior at a new high school, but my instinct told me the move would somehow save me. The flutters in my stomach and the chills I got just thinking about living in a place I’d never been to before was strange but welcome. For the first time, I felt a course was set for my life to get better somehow. The ocean was going to be so peaceful and calming for me.

Even here in Santa Monica, my body fails me every day. It’s broken and flawed and has never worked right. It’s frustrating how much my stepmom hates how I look when I can’t help it. I don’t know why I’m even here or what to do with myself. I can’t go anywhere without focusing completely on my surroundings. I don’t belong anywhere. When I’m feeling really bad, I go to the beach and watch the waves. It gives me relief.

Reflections

I glared at my body in the mirror every day, adding more layers of criticism, failure, and shame. My 16-year-old body was a map of all of my trauma, and I regularly wore apathy on my face. Through my body language and demeanor, I made myself as invisible as possible in my daily life. If you read my first book, BeliefWork, you are already familiar with the subconscious conditioning and programming that tells us false things about ourselves and our world. Here are some of the false beliefs that subconsciously ran