Welcome to the Heart Tone Study Group!
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We will use tarot cards to explore your subconscious and deepen your self-understanding by exploring the "tone" deep within your heart.
We can also hold this session in nature from March to November. We will help you get closer to yourself by harmonizing the tone of your heart. We will use tarot cards to explore your subconscious.
What is the Soul Tone Study Group?
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"The tone of the heart"
The human heart is often compared to sound, such as harmony or dissonance. The tone of the heart refers to that atmosphere or feeling that cannot be put into words.
For example, here are some of the things my mother said to me, Iwasaki: "You and I will kill each other," and "You were raped and born." My mother also called me in the middle of the night and said the following: "I'm pointing a knife at your father right now. If I kill him, I'll come and kill you." Me: "(Pause) I don't want to die that way." Mother: "What do you mean?" I continued my passionate speech about death, saying, "I'm fine with dying, but I don't want to die that way." Finally, we hung up the phone, laughing. I lay down trembling afterwards. ・・・・・・ I now believe that the nuclear family system, in which immature individuals raise others, is fundamentally wrong, but at the time I used family systems theory and other methods to regenerate my family group and reclaim my own "value in life." It wasn't a wasted effort, but it was unreasonable to try to return to a "correct form" that didn't exist. Now, I'm living a more comfortable life now that I've cut ties with my family. Of course, cutting ties isn't always the best solution. If we can regenerate a healthy family system and live together as a family, and if we can support each other not only as families but also in our communities and groups, then surely this will become fertile ground for people to get back on their feet again. There is no right answer.
To survivors of toxic parents, people who have experienced hikikomori, and their families ☞
Is it a waste? No, it's not a waste. ☞
It's such a waste, even though you had such a great time. It's such a waste, even though you haven't had such a great time yet. I've heard this a lot. I still hear it. But I just don't like it. "It's such a waste, even though you haven't had such a great time" It's an assessment that the objective evaluation of "is not what it should be." For example, "It's such a waste to be a shut-in in your teens," could mean that your teenage years are a lively time when you're exposed to many people, things, and learning, so it's a waste, a loss, that you haven't been able to achieve that. There's a sense of discounting the "present time" in which you're experiencing your teenage years on your own terms, completely different from those of your teenage years. What's truly a waste is spending time thinking, "I know, but I can't do it," and dwelling on that "evaluation based on others." "I know, but" are words that only take you further and further away from your true self. (Oh, but this isn't actually a waste either.) Life progresses through climbing mountains, bungee jumping, looking down, flying, ascending to new dimensions, having half your face embedded in a wall, time-traveling, astral projection, dreams, becoming a great person, becoming a disciple, and so on. It's not progressing in an evolutionary sense. "Mottainai" is simply a statement of value. But the other person's "present moment that makes you say that" also has the same value. The exchange of value is an exchange of true and false, and in the end, it's a mudslinging match where both become false. The true can only be found by a process of elimination, and as soon as you obtain it, it replaces the false. That's been known since ancient times. It's about what you embody. Someone who is brilliantly helping others right now. The feeling of being supported. The feeling of being proud. Right now, it feels like I'm locked in a hole so no one can find me, curled up tightly because no one has found me. Both are equally true. Beloved embodiments. There's nothing to waste. Our emotions, sensations, our breathing here and now. None of it is wrong. A way of perceiving things? Enlightenment? There's no order to it. There's no future or past. That's right, it's just the present. And that present can't be wrong. Issues of value are a mudslinging match. I still cry sometimes, but I do so because it's necessary. The soul that surrounds my body explores inside me and leaves with every breath my body takes. The exhaled soul mixes with the truth that surrounds my body and disappears. Just as there is no difference in the air, there is no difference in the souls that surround you and me. I had been mistaken all this time. The body isn't a container for the soul, the soul is a container for the body. I'm grateful to have found this. I have never regretted anything in my life, but that doesn't mean that everything has been right; It's simply because I've worked so hard that it can't be helped. In order to live more freely, I love the shape of this body, I love the tones that my soul passes through, and with every breath I feel the vibrations of my soul enveloping my body. It's okay. There's no need to waste a single sentence.
To those who want to stop living and their families:
For example, when I was writing a play, whenever I turned around, there was always a hanging rope hanging from my neck. I was always filled with the desire to die. I heard that I was taken to the hospital for an overdose, but I don't remember that. For example, when I was completely reclusive, I put a sign on the door of my apartment that read, "Someone has committed suicide by hanging inside. Please call the police." Every morning, I would find myself in my room, standing on a chair with a rope around my neck on a blue tarp spread out over it. Lacking courage, I would stand on the edge of the chair on one foot to balance myself, and when I ran out of strength, I would try to hang myself as if by accident. My attempt was successful, and I managed to hang myself. I lost consciousness, but after a full-body convulsion, I woke up to find the rope had come loose and I was lying on the floor. I was so frustrated that I cried. Amazingly, I am still alive today. I am alive. It's unbelievable. But it wasn't luck; it was simply the way things were. I'm sure you can understand. Living is not always the right thing to do. I certainly died at that time. I have been reborn in the same life many times, and I am living again. I would like to listen to your tone. Please come and see me. I would like you to listen to your own tone while drinking a soothing beverage together. (※In-home counseling is also available. Please contact us for details.)