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May 26, 2014 8:38 PM | Tagged as addiction, Grief, hypnosis, sex abuse, Soul Loss, soul wounds

Date: May 24, 2014

Visionary Artist, Author, Hypnotherapist

Sharron Magyar

Sharron Magyar is a visionary artist and consulting hypnotherapist who helps people to identify soul wounds that have them stuck in life. Her art as well as her writing reach to the core of the self, as well as provide a path to wholeness for others. Currently she resides in Chatham, Illinois, is the owner of Golden Heart Hypnosis and director of Golden Heart School of Hypnosis.

Book: My Golden Heart: Putting the Pieces Back Together Again

By Sharron Magyar


There are 46 million parents of children who are addicted to drugs or alcohol in the United States today. Much is written about addiction and how to recover from it, but little is written for parents to help them survive their child’s addiction. Addiction not only destroys the addicted but is a disease that has a profound negative effect on families and loved ones.

Sharron had a daughter who grew up to be addicted to drugs and eventually died of her addiction. My Golden Heart: Putting the Pieces Back Together Again is a mother’s story of the heartache of her daughter’s journey. Through the experience Sharron began asking questions. How do people get stuck in addiction or even get stuck in life? Often when we ask the question we have to experience the answer to find truth.

Weaving together gifts as a storyteller and healer, Sharron identifies five soul wounds that can keep you stuck in life. You will learn how to free yourself from soul wounds that limit your thoughts, emotions and energy by working with the stories and exercises in this book. My Golden Heart: Putting the Pieces Together Again leads you to a deeper level of awareness of the power of the subconscious mind by helping you return to the authenticity you were born with.
Through the journey of the book you may discover the answers to healing are within.

Sharron can be reached at 217-483-7200 or or go to for more information.

Her book can be purchased at Amazon Books:



Just Show UP
November 12, 2012 10:29 AM | Tagged as depression, Grief


I have a friend who recently lost her daughter in a car accident. Having lost my own daughter suddenly I can only have empathy for the months ahead of my friend. I am trying to think of words I can say that would help her through the upcoming months.

Going through the process of grieving drains all of your energy and will. It’s hard to get out of bed. Doing ordinary things like brushing your teeth, getting dressed takes herculean effort, let alone taking care of your family and socializing.

When I was grieving I began to realize I could become stuck in the abyss of apathy. What could I do to help myself through it all? I adopted a “Just show up” rule. Even if I didn’t feel like getting dressed, “just show up”. Even if I didn’t feel like doing things for the family, “just show up.”Even if I didn’t want to go to the family Thanksgiving or Christmas, “just show up” and I did. The benefit for me was that when I did “just show up” I found myself doing and participating far more than I thought I could or would.

I have now moved beyond the abyss of apathy and procrastination but I am still using the “just show up” rule for tasks I really don’t want to do like going to the health club or doing ornery jobs. Try “just showing up” and you will be surprised at the positive results it can produce in your life. My prayers are for my friend and her family. I wish for her the ability to “just show up” and God speed through her grieving.

April 1, 2012 12:04 PM | Tagged as Forgiveness, goldenheart hypnosis center, Grief, hypnosis, Hypnosis Illinois, hypnotism, hypnotist, Sharron Magyar, Soul Loss



"The pain passes, but the beauty remains".

--Pierre-Auguste Renoir (1841-1919


I cannot tell you the shock of one day your child is living and the next she is dead. Never mind the circumstances. First there is mindboggling numbness. I could not feel anything except denial. . . It can’t be true that my daughter is dead; I am in a living nightmare. Mind altering numbness, I couldn’t think, take care if my body, interact reasonably with anyone. Worst of all was all of the inane comments people make to you out of their own pain and discomfort! I have not lost my mind so why would you say such stupid things to me like, "She’s in a better place," or "I understand how you feel." Like hell you understand how I feel! All of my energy was sucked out of my body and it took Herculean effort just to walk from one room to another.

Then my mind, body and emotions begin to awaken and all there was was pain. I cried and cried and cried until there are no more tears to cry.

Washington Irving said this about crying: "There is sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief... and unspeakable love."

I did not feel powerful, I wanted to die! Most of the tears were silent and alone because I was ashamed to let anyone see me so vulnerable, but not always. One day it was a beautiful day and I went to McDonalds to get some breakfast and as I was sitting there eating my sandwich a memory of Tammy snuck up on me and I started to cry then and there out of the blue. I felt my face fill with shame because I couldn’t control the tears. To make matters worse a good friend from out of town was there and when he saw me he came over to comfort me. Again I felt embarrassed and ashamed that I put him in the position to "feel" for me. I could give myself permission to deal with my feeling but it was so hard to deal with other’s feelings about the situation too.

I could not focus on anything for any length at a time, I forgot appointments, lethargy settled upon me. I had hardly enough energy to get dressed, cook a meal let alone think clearly about anything. I forgot to pay bills. When I think of that time period I do not remember most of it. Spiritually I was checked out of my body. I wanted to be mad at God, but a part of me knew that he knew what was best and Tammy’s suffering was over, but it didn’t make the pain go away. Maybe I could take drugs or drink, but I really knew that wasn’t for me. I began to realize I had to surrender to my grief and understood there was no shortcut through this despair. Some days I thought I was going crazy as I would be fine one moment and on my knees the next. The unpredictability of grief was driving me nuts! I expected the emotional component but the physical devastation it took on me left me uncentered and debilitated.

My heart was broken and I didn’t know how to put it back together again. I just prayed my life would not be stuck in this grief and God would find a way to get me through it.

 Finally I get out from under the shock enough to begin to realize I needed a way to express my grief and I began to write and write and write. I told Tammy’s story and my journey with her through her life and I could begin to see the light in the world. I was gentle and patient with myself. If I needed to sleep, I slept. If I didn’t feel like being social, I wasn’t social. No apologies, I simply had to do what I had to do to survive. I made an effort to eat right and exercise as much as I was able to and I was unbelievable selfish, all I could manage was focusing on my needs and me. All I could do was give myself permission to experience the pain and not allow myself to fall into the "what if" trap. I allowed myself to be surrounded by loved ones when I could; it was ok that it was not always. All I could do was cling to hope. I will get better. There will come a time when I will find some degree of joy in life again. I know my life has been changed forever, and I can never fill the void left by my daughter’s death, but I pray I will learn to live with it in a meaningful way.

I had no choice but to trust the grief process and cling to the hope I would survive and that God had plans for my life. It was hard to see those plans out of the darkness. Just when I thought things were getting better a deep depression descended upon me.

I could not remember anything; my thoughts were doom and gloom. I could not see anything positive about life. There was one part me observing. . . so this is what depression is like, another part experiencing. I went to the Dr.; he put me on an antidepressant. I hated it and my body said no way! I was in a dark hole and couldn’t climb out by myself. I guess I just have to hold onto the faith that I will work through the depression. I pray and pray each day for God to lift the depression and finally he does.

I am changed, a transformation has happened. I still have moments when grief springs up unexpectedly but they are fewer and fewer. I remember the good times with my daughter with happiness and I let go of the sorrows she brought into my life. I am free from the pain of seeing my daughter suffer from addiction and being helpless to prevent it. My daughter is in a better place, free from the pain of her life on earth, her life of struggle with addiction; her learning of forgiveness was meaningful. I have empathy and understanding of what it is like to be in a dark place and feel you cannot get out and now I can recognize grief in others whether it is grieving the loss of a person or grieving the loss of something in a person’s life. I thank God for that blessing in all of this and I wear my newfound wisdom with humility.


Posted By Sharron Magyar

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