Kim Bellisimo - From Chaos to Creativity: The Art and Practice of the EnergyWorks Method

From Chaos

to Creativity

From Chaos

to Creativity

The Art and Practice of

the EnergyWorks Method

KIM BELLISIMO, MA

Copyright 2021 by Kim Bellisimo

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When people start on the path of self-discovery, they usually start with simple self-awareness exercises before moving on to mindfulness and meditation. But there is so much more to explore. In addition, when pursuing their dreams, many people do so almost entirely with their minds, which leaves no room for spontaneity and eliminates the possibility for anything new to manifest. To truly create the life you love, you must begin with your heart. Out beyond awareness and meditation, however, beyond the limited realm of the mind, is a Heart-centered path of co-creating from a place of wholeness and learning how to transform your own internal chaos into creativity so that you can live the life you love... and love the life you live. This path is EnergyWorks.

This book will take you on a journey to a place you didn't know existed. To get there, however, you have to start by accepting that you will not know where you're going. This acceptance will leave you open to receive something new. Throughout the book you will learn exercises that will help move you along this journey.

The tools in each of these chapters are meant to be used on a daily basis for two weeks. After the initial two weeks, you'll have conditioned your energy system to activate and integrate within your body and will be able to do the exercises in the moment. Don't dwell on thoughts about whether they're working or not; just do them. You will be connecting circuits so that your energy will flow.

I recently read a study about luck. Researchers discovered that the ability to see an opportunity that others couldn't see determined how lucky someone was. But most people don't know how to see from their Hearts, and how we see is how we create. So, in this book, you will learn how to see and create opportunities and also how you can create a new life by not knowing what it is you want to create. If we continue to see the world not as we know it but as we don't know it, then, like an innocent child, we will always be surprised.

As you move through the exercises, you'll experience how to be in the world in a new way. The point of the exercises is not about doing them right or perfectly. Doing the exercises is about getting you to be in the space around youin the present momentand creating a reality that, no matter what situation you're in, will bring in new and exciting things.

The material contained in this book is a combination of memoir, client case histories, and tools, along with a basic outline of my personal EnergyWorks philosophy. This book combines a story, viewpoint, and practice under one cover.

My own story, with its corresponding path to self-discovery, is interspersed in these chapters. It's a story of challenge, illness, and deprivation, and of inner vision and ultimate victory. Above all, it's a story of meaningful self-possession. It's also a story that's ongoing. The part that I'm sharing and the insights that accompany it are in and of themselves a work in progress.

The creation of this book represents, for me, the current culmination of a journey that has led from a childhood as a hoarder's daughter, with horrific health issues, a crippling lack of self-esteem, and a severe learning disability, to a thriving career as a transformational life coach with clients all over the world, and a woman with a healthy body, balanced life, and beautiful family.

It's a story about bulldozers and peacocks. And it all begins at the city dump.

My dad used to take my brother and me to the city dump on weekends so that we could scavenge for treasures. I still vividly remember the smell, a combination of rotting garbage and sharp, tear-inducing toxic waste fumes from the refinery nearby.

Giant bulldozers moved huge mounds of trash around to create space. Amazingly, a group of wild peacocks lived off the refuse at the dump. Believe it or not, peacocks feed on poisons and metabolize them into what becomes the male peacocks' brilliant plumage.

From these early years onward, my life's work has been based on this joint metaphor of the bulldozer clearing space to allow more to come in and the peacock transforming toxic waste into something beautiful.

Since we didn't have money to go shopping, we'd load up the truck with tables, chairs, old toys, golf clubs, and umbrellasanything we thought we could use. That is how we furnished our house. Once, we took home a TV that didn't work, but it was a nice piece of furniture. I sat in front of the TV, staring at the screen for hours, projecting my dreams and desires onto the dark, blank screen. Years later, I would come to understand that the dark, blank screen I stared at would become the canvasses for my new creations as I got older and learned how to project a picture.

Another place my dad loved to visit was the thrift store. This was where we got our clothes and gadgets. My dad collected everything, especially things that were broken and in need of repair. Although my dad could fix anything, he never did so and simply let all that stuff accumulate. Our home was reminiscent of the old TV show Sanford and Son, which was about an old man and his son living in a junkyard. Our yard was full of junk, and our house was full of clutter.

Everything dad started would end up unfinished. He once started to remodel our bathroom and I was so excited, but my excitement eventually wore off when I realized that he would never complete what he'd torn up. We didn't have a shower anymore, so for the next eighteen years we could only take a bath. The walls around the tub remained permanently exposed, a constant reminder that we didn't have money for repairs.

Dad was extremely talented, but his underlying desire was to have his own space. This desire was ironic since he couldn't even manage to create a small clearing in his own home. Yet, intuitively, on a subconscious level, he knew he needed space of some sort to be able to create. For example, my brother and I tried to create a garden in the backyard. We cleared the junk and the boards and planted seeds, but my father saw a clear space and parked his tar pot there, destroying our garden and any possibility of growth. Interestingly, as a young girl, I put a little vase with a pink flower in it on my dad's tar pot so that some growth and beauty, even the tiniest amount, would be reflected there.