Release Emotional Blocks with this Shamanic Technique

The Adventures of Christopher and the Trap Door

One day, I found myself staring at the pond in my backyard. Now, this pond was supposed to be a peaceful place where I could sit and watch the frogs leap, but it had started leaking. I knew nothing about fixing ponds, and that made me feel… well, like I was stuck in a huge pit. A dark one. The kind where no light shines and everything seems impossible.

“Why me?” I muttered. “Why does everything have to break when I’ve got zero money to fix it?”

My wife, the smart one, noticed me pouting. She didn’t roll her eyes or even sigh. Nope, she pulled out a trick she called the “Trap Door.”

“Okay, Christopher,” she said, with a grin. “Let’s find that Trap Door.”

I blinked. “Uh, the what now?”

She explained it like this: Sometimes, when you’re feeling stuck, there’s a secret way out. A trap door, hidden beneath all the stress. You just have to find it and crawl through. And boy, was I ready to escape this pit.

So, I closed my eyes and pictured my feelings. At first, I was just mad. Not even regular mad, but mad-mad. Like a soggy sandwich you forgot in your backpack — gross and impossible to fix. But my wife told me to dig deeper. So, I imagined a trap door under my frustration and found it. I opened it up and climbed down. What I found next was kind of weird.

I was underwater. Yep, right under the pond! But here’s the thing: I could breathe. Sure, it was a little gloomy, but there were fish swimming around, and I was just… surviving. Not sinking, not drowning — just floating along, getting by.

“That’s not enough,” she said. “Go deeper.”

I found another Trap Door and went down again. Now, I was in total darkness. It was an abyss, like staring into the night sky but with no stars, just empty. I felt fear rising in my chest — big, scary, monster-under-the-bed fear.

But then, something surprising happened. I realized I could swim in the darkness. Not just any swim — I’m talking Olympic-style somersaults, flips, and twirls! I let the mysterious currents carry me, and I wasn’t just surviving anymore — I was thriving. That’s when I realized something important.

I had wherewithal. That’s a big word that basically means you’ve got what it takes. It’s like having a toolbox inside you, filled with all the skills and courage you need to tackle the unknown.

I laughed and asked the water, “Is that it? Just wherewithal?”

But wherewithal was enough. I could handle the unknown. Heck, I was swimming in it, doing backflips like a fish at the county fair!

So, I climbed back up. I passed through the fish-filled water, but this time I wasn’t just floating — I was catching fish. I was feeding myself, growing stronger, getting smarter. When I finally reached the top, where the leaky pond and my broken spirit had started, I wasn’t mad anymore. Instead, I could see the problems for what they were — just challenges to be tackled, not monsters to fear.

I even put a sign up in my mind: “Wherewithal Lives Here.” Now, every time a problem comes my way, I know I’ve got the tools to fix it, even if it means diving into the unknown.

The big lesson here? Don’t let your problems keep you stuck. Find that Trap Door and trust that you’ve got the wherewithal to face whatever comes next.

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