A couple of thoughts today:
1) We did a lot of work with eyes closed this morning, including an exercise in which participants would take it in turns to lead their partners on a blind (eyes closed) journey around the space. During this game I became acutely aware that as one part of my engagement grew more hesitant, another sensitivity emerged. This shift in my manner of perceiving and interacting with the journey I was being led through was very exciting.
It was initially harder to follow these more latent instincts, and often an apparently superficial or rational thought/feeling would interject and cause both trust in my partner and my ease of movement to falter. Once I stopped overthinking things and accepted the situation the game became very fun and I experienced a new sense of freedom through the constraint of blindness.
I'm curious as to how we can become empowered by accepting our given (perhaps otherwise negative) circumstances and remaining positive and responsive to how our own mind and body adapts - finding new strength in the cards we are dealt.
2) Luckily, my most memorable childhood trauma appears to be the bit where Mickey Mouse gets hit by a broomstick in Fantasia. Probably a combination of Mickey's anticipation of punishment, the return of a glaring wrathful god figure (the sorcerer), and the dramatic build-up towards a musical sting.
Guilt, omnipotence, judgement and vengeance all seem very Old Testament but there you go. Again, issues of sight and visibility return. I especially remember being afraid of the wizard's huge eyes.