Engaging the Mind

I'm always experimenting, you know: looking for new ways of doing things.

I mean, I adore the way Milton H Erickson could just, I dunno, start to tell a story and before you know it, though you don't want to stay and listen, read the words, pay attention, you find yourself drawn in anyway.

I've got a story I'd like to tell you, and it'd be worth your while to stay with me on this. It's a very short story, so you'll find it very rapid. Everyone I've told this story agrees with me - it's powerful stuff, and it's hard to shake the conviction that there's a lesson to be learned.

This friend and I were enjoying a really good conversation together, in a quiet restaurant in town. It was a lovely, warm, quiet day, and there were just the two of us in the room, having a good laugh, a long chat together. You know the kind of conversation where, though you don't want to concentrate on every word, you can't help but be drawn in like something's magnetised your attention and you're stuck following every word.

Following every word, drawn in deeper despite you wanting not to plunge deeper in to the conversation, your focus narrowing on your breathing as awareness of your body and mind fade away like wisps of smoke in a high wind, anticipating someone counting down from five, knowing that the transition will be total and complete by the time I reach 1, like every step you take to try and get away leaves you two steps closer each time, an irresistible need to follow the words right to the very end, knowing that you are plunging down and falling.

And in five, your thoughts have drifted away. And four, your senses are blown away like smoke in a high wind, and three, you are falling, falling, and two, so close now, and one, and you are there, and you are in a peaceful place, so peaceful, and you know what you can do now?

Email me and tell me how much you loved this post. Tell me your favourite flavour of ice cream.

Once you've sent the email, the following will happen.

After you've sent the email to me, go here. Once you've done that, your conscious mind returns, with no awareness or memory of having been in a trance.

I will send you an email titled "Read Me." Your instructions will be in that email. Your conscious mind won't see the email, but you - the unconscious - will, because the email is for you, the unconscious. You'll follow the instructions in the email I sent you.

All your instructions now take effect.