(aka Bike) Part 981 by Angharad Copyright © 2010 Angharad
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I entered the consulting room not sure what I would see. I was astonished to see Julie kneeling on the floor playing with some dolls. “Look, Mummy, I can change their clothes–aren’t I a clever girl?”
My eyes must have widened because Stephanie said, “I did some regression with her, she was telling me how her mother used to beat her when she wanted to play with dolls and be girlish; I presume trying to make her into a boy. Then she just sort of flipped and stayed there.”
“You’re supposed to make her better not worse,” I groaned wondering what the hell I could do.
“She seems fixated on you as her mother.”
“How do you know?”
“I asked her what her mother’s name was, and she named you, she said her name was Julie Cameron, and her daddy’s name was Simon.”
“How long before your next patient?”
“It’s my lunch time, so that’s not an issue.”
“What have you tried?”
“I didn’t want to upset her, so really all I’ve done is to try to coax her back to reality. It hasn’t worked.”
“So I see. It’s Livvie’s birthday today, I wonder how if that’s a factor?”
“Could be, a sort of jealousy of a natural girlhood–an interesting idea.”
“How old are you, Julie?” I asked her.
“Silly Mummy not knowing how old her Julie is.”
“Yes I am silly, so you’ll have to help me won’t you?”
“I might, Mummy.”
“Oh I know, you can’t remember how old you are, can you?”
“Yes, I can–I’m six, so there,” she poked her tongue out to make her point.
“So you are,” I responded; “What would you like to be when you grow up?”
“A lady like my mummy and have lots of babies like she does. My mummy likes babies. These are my babies, Mummy.”
“These are your babies are they, Julie?” I pointed at the dolls.
“Yes they are, I need to take them home to give them lunch.”
“I thought they were Stephanie’s babies, yours are at home waiting for you to come and feed them.”
“No, these are mine.”
“They’re not, Julie, I’m your mummy, and I know whose babies are whose.”
“But I wanna keep ‘em,” she began to bawl–loudly.
“Come and sit with me, a moment,” I sat and patted my lap.
“No, you jus’ wanna take my babies from me.”
“I promise I won’t.”
“You’re like my other mummy, she used to beat me and take my dollies from me.”
“Come and sit with me and bring your favourite dolly with you, I promise I won’t try and take it.”
“Promise?”
“I promise, scouts honour.”
“Silly Mummy, was never a scout.”
“You’re too clever for me, come and sit on my lap and tell me about your dolly.”
“You promise you won’t try and take her?”
“I’m your mummy, aren’t I? I won’t do anything to hurt you.”
She thought for a moment and then acting like a bashful six year old she came and sat on my lap.
“Give me a nice cuddle, I haven’t had a nice cuddle since Daddy went back to work.”
She put her arm around me and rested her head on my shoulder, I began to stroke her hair and talk quietly to her. She slowly relaxed and I told her to go to sleep, into a deep, deep sleep.
“That’s right, you sleep deeply taking away all nasty things which worry you. I’m here so you’re perfectly safe and secure–nothing can or will hurt you. I’m here to protect you–so just sleep.
“I want to talk to Julie aged sixteen, is she there?”
“She might be,” teased the little girl.
“Tell her, her mummy needs to talk to her, it’s very important.”
I glanced up at Stephanie who was nodding and encouraging me to go on.
“Hello, Mummy, it’s Julie–what’s so important?”
“Hello, darling–I need you to look after six year old Julie.”
“I’m busy, Mummy, isn’t that your job?” Spoken like a true adolescent.
“It is, but you promised to help me, remember? Daddy is also paying you to do it.”
“Oh, I suppose so,” she sighed.
“Will you promise me that you’ll protect her and look after her.”
“If I must,” she sighed.
“Yes you must and I want you to nurture her.”
“Why?” she whinged.
“Because it’s important, and because you love her, don’t you?”
“I suppose so,” another deep sigh.
“I’ll make a deal with you,” I said quietly.
“Yeah, like what?”
“If you look after young Julie, I’ll look after you.”
“Aren’t you like, supposed to anyway?”
“No more than you are to care for young Julie.”
“That’s not fair.”
“Life isn’t fair, but it’s the best I’m going to offer.”
She sat still but huffed. “What if I say no?”
“Then I’m under no obligation to look after you any more.”
“You would, like, throw me out?”
“I don’t know about that, but I’d stop helping you and feeding you–so you’d have to get a job and buy all your own clothes and food. I’d also have to stop being your mummy.”
“But that’s not fair,” she said loudly and began crying.
“Life isn’t always fair, sweetheart.”
“You’re a rotten mummy.”
“I probably am–so do we have a deal?”
“I don’t know.”
“Talk to young Julie and see what she thinks, then come back and tell me.”
“Alright–you’ll wait won’t you?”
“Yes, oh and tell her she can keep the doll she’s holding if you agree, if not she has to give it back to Stephanie.”
“Huh!”
I looked at Stephanie who was still encouraging me.
“I’m back.”
“Which one is that?” I asked to clarify to which of Julie’s personae I was talking.
“Like duh, it’s me, Julie, you like, forgotten me already?”
“That could only be my daughter, sweet sixteen, Julie.”
“Like any quicker, Mummy, and you might be able to catch a slug.”
“If I did, I might be tempted to give it to you in a sandwich.”
“Like gross, Mummy, yuck and double yuck.”
“Do we have a deal?”
“Only if she can keep the doll.”
“She can, and Stephanie is nodding too.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Julie, I want you to go back into your deep sleep, is that okay?”
“Yeah, okay.”
“Right as I count to three, you’ll become sleepier and sleepier but still able to hear me. One, two, three.” I felt her slump in my arms. “You can still hear me. I want you to take young Julie into your arms and hold onto her tightly. Now you can see the blue light coming from you and wrapping her to your body. The blue light is swishing round you faster and faster and as it does, her body is merging with yours, which means you will always protect her. You will always know she is inside you, and you will nurture her so she can reach the same age as you. As you look at yourself, you can see the blue light is still there, then suddenly it seems to enter your body and goes into your heart.
“I want you to come back to real time and now to this day. I’m going to count to three and when I get to three, you’ll open your eyes and feel good about everything, yet you’ll also remember young Julie inside you and how you’re going to care for her.
“One, two, three open your eyes and back to normal and to real time.”
“Oh, hi, Dr Cauldwell, what are you doing here?”
“Just watching an expert at work,” Stephanie replied making me blush.
“Hi, Mummy, why am I sitting on your lap?”
“I was teaching you how to use the blue energy–don’t you remember?”
“Oh it’s Julie’s doll,” she said,” why have I got it?”
“You were practising on it.”
“Oh yeah, hey that’s like kewl, I can do the healing, can’t I?”
“As long as you keep it small until it’s ready.”
“How will I know it’s ready?”
“It will make itself known.”
“Hey that’s really kewl, waddya think Dr Stephanie?”
“I think it’s really kewl, too. Julie can I just have a word with Cathy for a moment?”
“Yeah, sure–I’ll wait outside.” She went out the door and closed it behind her.
“That was absolutely brilliant–where did you learn to do that?”
“Learn? I made that up as I went along.”
“That was classic psychotherapy–you are wasted on dormice, you should be a therapist.”
“What, do that every day? You have to be joking. Nah, I’ll stick to dormice–they don’t have hang-ups, well except with their tails on trees.”
Comments
daily dormouse 981
how long till their home will be called "The House Of The Blue Light" ?
Bike pt 981
So, Julie now has the gift. Who's next?
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
Without Cathy and Stephanie
Without Cathy and Stephanie knowing it, I wonder if the blue light did more to Julie than simply joining the young Julie into the older Julie. It does seem to have way more powers available to it than even Cathy understands. Jan
I Am Glad Cathy Was Able To Bring Her Out Of It
I am glad that Cathy was able to bring her out of the regression using the blue light. Stephanie is now a believer after having seen Cathy in action. It is amazing how Cathy was able to know exactly what to do without having any formal Psych training. It appears that the blue light provides her with the knowledge she needs when she needs it.I wonder if Stephanie will begin to call her in on her tougher cases like Sam Rose does?
Wucky Julie...
She got to know her little self. *sighs* I wish I had memories of my younger self. Well, that's beside the point.
I'm a tad suspicious about Stephanie. I'm suspecting that she asked Cathy to do this, as much for Julie, as for Cathy. But, keep this quiet. We don't want Cathy twigging too soon.
Thanks,
Annette
Kewl but wierd
I'm not sure how to deal with this one. Too many echoes, too many ghosts.
Sorry I liked the chapter but the regression thing, I'll give that a miss. I'm a happy tranny now, and I don't ever want to regress, ( again)! There's nothing back there any more. It's all aheahd of me even though I'm sixty four.
Otherwise it's a fabulous chapter and thanks for sharing it.
This chapter is definitely one of those that depends on floating your boat or rocking it.
Please, please don't stop.
Love and hugs,
OXOXOX
Beverly.
And Julie makes three!
Well, now we have Cathy, Trish and Julie as blue light healers.
Just what would the three of them be able do working together?
I foresee that with more practitioners, it's going to be even more problematic keeping this ability under wraps.
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Told ya so...
A cuddle from Mummy did the trick. Julie is back to herself and maybe better than ever.
Enjoyed Cathy's
visual thing about seeing the blue light swirling around and joining the two Julies together. Hoping Julie does have the talent now. Cathy and her seem to believe she does and we all know that Cathy is almost never wrong.
One of the most unusual scenes in a most unusual series
I sure did not to see this coming. Cathy is an instinctual Healer ( yes, with a capital H ) and those around her feel it whether they realize it or not. She seems to be getting the knack as to how to heal body, mind and soul - a one stop shop.
I also admire Stephanie's skill in knowing her limits and trusting in a therapeutic resource she did not know she had.
Well, now we have come to the blue light district where blue bloods wield blue light to cure the blues and people so ill whose blood have turned blue from being near death and whose lives have gone ka-bluey and this episode just blew me away without excessive drama.
Oh, just realized something. With the addition of Julie to the ranks, there may now be up to THREE blue light wielders, a trinity - the power of three - a regular coven. I wonder what they can do if they conjoined their powers?
Kim
Power of three
Just imagine the fun when they next go hospital visiting...
Now it seems to be able to help Cathy assist with hypnotherapy, if it could put people in a trance, there's a chance Cathy could deal with nosey journalists and medics ("Your patients' recovery was entirely due to the abilities of the excellent medical staff at this hospital. End of story.")
So far it's restricted to the three TGs in the household - but imagine the fun if the ability eventually also extended to others...
As the right side of the brain controls the left side of the body, then only left-handers are in their right mind!
Tales On Trees...
They don't just grow there.
Someone has to write them, and in this case, quite well!
The psychiatric dormouse
Quite well Pippa? No, I will be bolder to say extremely well.
Thank you Angharad.
Persephone
Persephone
Non sum qualis eram
Bonzi wrote this!
... as I finally realize since Bonzi is such a good mouser that he must be able to talk those mice into letting themselves get caught!
Kim
It was good
to see Julie hopefully exorcise some of the problems her upbringing had left her with, Perhaps now she will be able to enjoy her life as a young women without the problems her mother had left her with....
One thing is for sure though, If Stephanie ever has a problem she is finding difficult to deal with, We all know who will get a call to come and help...
Kirri
Cathy
had a similar scene herself. She regressed and was joined with her younger self. Right? Right!
Now, cluck like a chicken,
Now, cluck like a chicken, 'Okay bring her back'. Not yet, we need the eggs.
That Lady Catherine ! Next, she'll repaint the house.
Cefin