Why oh why do we still insist on referring to the childbirth process as ‘labour?’
Labour!!!
Hahaha… If ever there was a way to ensure that childbirth was hard work, nightmare-ish and painful, that is the one to use! It just has so many connotations for a pregnant woman, doesn’t it? I want to get into this today… And I know I am going to face some female resistence… (more…)
Ok, this really is going to be a good one… (more…)
I often refer to successful accounts of people using hypnotherapy to achieve their ideal size, shape and weight… Usually this is about that individual reducing their weight…
Today, I want to recount a story and a lovely message about someone who used hypnotherapy to put on weight, make peace with her past and create a vast amount of change in her life… (more…)
It is Katies birthday today, her first since we have been married. Ater handing her the sack loads of cards and handing over her birthday gifts, she tootled off to work…
The closeness between us made me reflect on our time together and for some strange reason, I just kept thinking back to all the times I nearly cried or have cried with her… I mean, I even blogged about me blubbing in front of the TV coverage of the paralympics, so inspired and in awe I was.
I cried while we practiced our wedding vows… When we’ve watched films… Even in front of TV shows that are so cheesy, I know I shouldn’t… Blimey, my Dad and Granddad would think I was very soppy, my football pals would likely pull my leg, my favourite song by The Cure was ‘Boys Don’t Cry‘ … What is it all about? Do you cry much? Do you allow yourself to? Let me go into this in some more depth… (more…)
When I first left home, tied my belongings in a red and white checkered handkerchief, tossed over my neck and headed for the bright lights of London, I was on a budget… Boy, was I ever… I had to live in a maisonette that was very nice and clean, at least after my family had helped me clean it… It had no parking facilities and not much of a garden… But what it did have was an above ground section of the underground train track running through the end of the garden. Lovely.
At first, the constant stream of noise was a nightmare… Yet after the first couple of weeks, I got used to it, ignored it and even strangely grew to like it and find it comforting! This was even in my pre-self-hypnosis days…
When I moved away from London many years later, I found the relative quiet hard to get used to… Though now I love it! In fact, this summer, the only noise I get in the night are apples falling from the fruit trees in our garden! (I nearly wrote “Katie snoring” but I would not survive the day if she read that here!)
There is an often told teaching tale about how prominent psychiatrist and hypnotherapist, Milton Erickson, went and slept a night in an extremely noisy boiler building to illustrate the ability of the mind to shut out noise… In a metaphorical sense, on several other levels, as well as the practical thing he did…
And I wonder if you or anyone you know has fallen asleep on a plane or even managed to concentrate on reading a book with that utter, constant, droaning hum going on? Where am I going with this? Well, apparently there are people campaigning for quiet now and telling of the harm of noise, let me continue… (more…)