What CT Means To Me
WHAT CONCEPT-THERAPY MEANS TO ME
By Barbara Billingsley
In September of 1957, my husband and I were blessed with the opportunity to adopt a son. This was a dream come true since we already had a (biological) daughter. Being an only child, I had always wanted at least two children. So the prospect of rearing just one was not well accepted by me.
Little did we know the challenges that awaited us! This turned out to be quite an ordeal! When our son was three years old, we discovered that he suffered from "minimal cerebral dysfunction". The cause mattered not. The problems were there.
This was before Special Education, and learning disabilities, etc. were recognized in the public school system. Needless to say, I was one frustrated mother. I did, however, have a wonderful husband, daughter and mother. But there was still much turmoil in our lives. We searched everywhere and carried him to many diagnostic centers before we found any help and guidance.
All this time I realized that I needed special answers to help me adapt to the situation. My searching ended in 1987 when I found my first Concept-Therapy class. Since that time it has become my "support system"
You see, I lost my life-mate of 44 years. He made his transition in October 1989 while playing golf. Our relationship had been very close since we also worked together until our retirement.
It was because of my husband's encouragement that I took that first Concept-Therapy class. He was fully aware of his own health problems and the prognosis was not good. He wanted to prepare me as much as possible for life without him. He was one of those people who seemed to live the laws with little effort. He was very good at adaptation. (I was not!)
So ... after that first class, I started studying, going to Beam Club and taking classes. I have found much support and encouragement and I am beginning to find some answers that I have long been searching for. I find now there are times when the "drunken monkey" (in my head) is quiet. I seem to have longer peaceful periods. This vibration has reached to both my son and my mother. He is 35. She is 85. We three now make-up a peaceful family unit.
I truly believe that I have found a good, workable Philosophy of Life. Concept-Therapy and Conceptology have given to me a healthier, happier and more peaceful approach to each day for the rest of my life!
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