I want to stop smoking but wait a minute whilst I deceive you... Lie Detection and Hypnosis

We always knew from the get go that some very enthusiastic folks we put our heart and soul into training, would for their own reasons have to put hypnosis aside to focus on whatever is right for them right now, though my love remains first and foremost with hypnosis.

The ultimate deception is lying to oneself which most clients do and as I have always said, what WE do is UNhypnotise them. I speak personally do, as we teachers of deception analysis and hypnosis are the most difficult subjects to hypnotise or UNhypnotise and as the Universe and the world at large cause our expansion whether we like it or not, and often NOT(!), we all get to learn how we deceive ourselves out of our best interests for the reasons our conscious mind contrives.

I am focused on the MicroExpressions and hypnosis without words, mesmerism, because many of my clients cannot speak English and it is by their expressions I know their pain and by their MicroExpressions I know when it has diminished. I cannot trust my foreign language skills and I cannot trust their English and I am realising I've never really 100 percent trusted the conscious explanations of each client.

Folks don't say what they mean and don't mean what they say and huge confusion can distract the best of hypnotists so being asked to treat those that do not speak English has helped me phenomenally improve my skills. These two approaches of deception analysis and hypnotherapy are, to me, just an extension of the hypnotic and therapeutic skill set. Perhaps I need to work on being able to explain myself more succinctly and somehow put that over on the electronic wizardry of cyberspace and hope I see some of the Hypno crowd at our teeny tiny 1 hour speed trainings in October this year 2016.

We miss everyone and are attempting to revisit what we offer to make it more accessible, affordable and useful to people. I hope one of the sessions grabs attention of whoever it will be useful to. I am basically sharing everything I know in the best way I know how and hoping folks want to watch me perform stop smoking sessions, fight phobias, install hypnotic gastric bands and much more - in an interesting and mesmerising way.

Smoking swimming pools and chainsaws, I think it worked!

Don't you just love it when you not only recognise, but benefit, from the connectedness of all things?

Coincidences, fate, angels, roses by all other names, are always there working magic in the background. So, our swimming pool has been a little poorly lately and a little on the green side, dark, murky, kind of nearly on the black side of green and for months it has been a source of irritation and focus for me. Hey, the Universe doesn't concern itself whether one is irritated or joyously fascinated with something, focus is focus any which way you look at it.

So, as focus goes where the eyes go, my eyes were going there every time I stepped out of the front door and sinking into a murky abyss.

Well, being as there has been a delay in getting my 1969 Beach Buggy shipped over here due to the Chinese buying the Port of Piraeus, with its associated strike actions, we needed a form of transport that would get up to the closest supermarket and keep us in chicken and vegetables and the odd toilet roll, until the rejoicefull day. So, the guy that comes to deliver the motorbike is the swimming pool expert that our lovely neighbours happens to have met months before and happens to have loads of properties and pools to look after and, thank ye Gods, just so happened to be a fabulously friendly person who loves fixing things and, oh yes, wanted to stop smoking.

So my pool is sparkling like new and clear of debris just like his lungs now as he enjoys his smoke free world, what a great match for us both this week.

Also, I have wanted to trim the huge trees around our property that are shedding their needles into next door's property and, said pool, so he is going to turn up one day with his chainsaw! Life is good. That's such a good saying someone ought to sell the phrase so I can stick it on my front door to remember it...