Thursday, September 30, 2021

FLY ME TO THE MOON: OR FROM HERE TO ETERNITY

Should any potential clients want to fly to the moon and play among the stars, they need only to book an appointment, settle into my office and adventurously fly backwards into the past or jet forwards into the future. Past life regressions and Future life progressions are becoming commonplace and quite in demand in my hypnotherapy private practice. 

Crazy you say! Admittedly I, too, used to think so. I thought especially crazy after I read a couple books by Brian Weiss M.D., MANY LIVES MANY MASTERS (1988) and MESSAGES FROM THE MASTERS (2000). When I first read these books I discerned them to be corny and quite non-academic; my second readings years later, I discovered I quite liked the concepts and themes but alas, still somewhat corny and still quite non-academic. But so what. Who am I to judge Brian Weiss in any regard. 

Factoid: Besides his medico creds of being a psychiatrist and now hypnotherapist, he’s also a best selling author who writes mainly about past life regressions. I’ve read that his consumer queue to schedule an appointment with Brian is over a thousand clients long. Can you imagine! To seek counsel from Brian Weiss you’re in a line with over a thousand others in front of you!  

Another (obvious) factoid: Brian Weiss is the readers’ guru of past life regression. And I must admit, dear reader, that I’ve given his books to some my past life regression clients as gifts, and also that I’ve read even more of his books as of late. 

Crazy again you say? Well, dear reader, if you think past life regression is too far out-there, then what do you think of the beliefs of most major world religions. Astral travel and other out-of-body experiences that transcend both time and space seem key to the faithful followers of most, if not all, the world religions. Whether it be the resurrection of an actual body in the flesh, or an eternal reckoning for a wandering soul, life after death is the fundamental concept for our world religions. 

Let’s dance, or rather, trip the light fantastic over a few examples. Over two billion followers of the Christian faith believe that physical death does happen, and when it does, those who live a good life and believe in Jesus Christ will be rewarded with life eternal in Heaven. And those who reject Jesus Christ will be sentenced to a life eternal in Hell. (Catholic Christians also believe in Purgatory, the place where one’s sins are stayed and purified before entering Heaven.) All this is written in the Christian good book, the Bible

Two billion followers of Islam, too, believe in life after death.  They refer to this as Akhirah. In the Muslim faith it is Allah who decides when a person dies. Similarly, as in Christianity, those who’ve performed more good deeds than bad deeds, get an eternal pass into Paradise, a place of no sickness, no pain, no sadness; while those who’ve performed more bad deeds than good deeds shall enter an eternal Hell, a place of forever physical and spiritual suffering. The Muslim book of religious authority is the Qur’an

Hinduism, too, teaches an afterlife. Most Hindus believe that when a person dies, their atman (soul) is reborn into a different body. Some Hindus belief that this rebirth happens directly at death, while others believe that an atman may exist in other realms or even other animal forms. Whatever the case, a positive or negative rebirth is the consequence of good or bad actions in the present life. This is called Karma, and explained more in The Vedas, the religious writings of Hinduism. 

Shuffling my last card in this religious dance, I’ll briefly discuss the fifteen million people following Judaism. Jewish followers, too, believe in life after death. Living the good life, according to their scriptures, results in the human soul returning to God. Again, those faithful to Judaism are of the belief that the human body can transcend both time and space, the Jewish notion of a soul and an afterlife, just being a couple confirmations. Dedicated Jews follow the readings in the Torah

So much for the world religions. 

Transcending time and space, as a consequence in life after death is not restricted to the religious faithful. The secular, too, experience out-of-body experiences. Whether this be a study in neuroscience or the paranormal, or dabbling in any of the mystical arts, any intentional out-of-body experiences having an astral traveller visiting other realms, can all be achieved through mind power. Such altered states of consciousness, including even remote viewing, as coined by the military and mentalists, are very possible. This not-so-strange ability to travel through time and space and other dimensions, where one’s ethereal body (or soul) can leave a breathing, existing physical vessel to explore in another vessel, other worldly planes, is readily and often consummated via such practices as meditation and HYPNOTHERAPY! 

Meanwhile back in the physics and philosophy departments … 

Physicists, generally, believe that the dimension of time is as real as the dimension of space.  Einstein thought time to be an illusion. He calculated that the only real time is the present, whilst the past and future are imaginary. Our past is but a memory, often hazed through romantic nostalgia; whereas, the future is but a supposition, often times a delusional or uncertain belief. Without such practices as meditation and hypnotherapy, our time on earth would really be just a one-way street. But by employing hypnotherapy, we are able to have our return-flight travel tickets stamped for all past, present, and future destinations. 

To simplify, this mode of direct travel is a linear flight plan on the human continuum starting left of the present to memory recall, and further left to past life regression. Still travelling along this continuum, directly to the right of the present we have memory forecast, and then even further to the right, future life progression. And so, from the extreme left to the extreme right on our linear continuum we have in this order: Past Life Regression, Memory Recall, the Present, Memory Forecast, Future Life Progression. 

Note, dear readers, that all of the aforementioned travellers, as referenced from the labels of their experiences, believe, too, in life after death. Here are the logical assumptions: A past life suggests a life that has passed. A present life suggests a life as distinguished from a life elsewhere. A future life suggests that another life will exist after the demise of the present one. 

Past Life Regression is the method using hypnosis to recover memories of past lives or incarnations. Past Life Regression is typically undertaken for either a spiritual experience or some psychotherapeutic elucidation. In my own private practice, most of my past life regression clients are simply seeking adventure, reminding me of Arnie Schwarzenegger on his virtual vacation to Mars in the movie, Total Recall. (And total recall could be certainly an apt descriptor, and also the perfect synonym, for past life regression.) Arnie, however, kept the same body in his Total Recall; whereas, my clients having past life regressions are never in the same skin as the one seated before me in the session. 

Memory Recall, moving more toward the middle toward the present, represents any memory of the past, but in the same body. So far in my practice, this has always been a memory from yesterday or yesteryear. My very first client who sought me for a memory recall, during our session, travelled back from his present state of being a 70-something male, to when he was a ten-year-old adolescent, living in England. It just happens that my very first time with this client was my very first success story in the delivery of memory recall. 

As quickly as one is aware of it, one blink and the Present is gone and in the past. Now you read it, and now you’re reading the next sentence. Being in the present is especially important for anyone seeking the way of Zen, or to bring this thinking into the current and commercial enterprises, for anyone seeking Mindfulness. Call it Zen or call it Mindfulness, the focus of both being on the contemporaneous now, and right now is already gone. 

Memory Forecast can be simply defined as practically anything you know that is about to happen. Such forecasts can be for just around the corner or somewhere down the line. When I’m climbing the stairs I can predict with (almost) certainty my destination. When I am walking home from work, I can envision where I’m going. I can also predict that darkness will end this day and a morning light will start a new tomorrow. Our age, too, is in progression. Every dawn begins a new day and every new day ages us chronologically and biologically; thus, maybe the essential reason for seeking other lives. 

Future Life Progression is to reappear into the future in another body. So far I’ve nary a client seeking a future life progression. But when this client does come along, I’m guessing the purpose shall be to determine or confirm the fate of a loved one. Whether this loved one is a spouse or an offspring, this search will be prompted by love; hence my phrase, loved one. Or it could be that this client may simply be seeking adventure. And I would be certainly up for that. 

Admittedly, this particular topic is for a rather esoteric readership that can link the notion of time travel directly to the religious notion of life after death. Factoid: To appreciate this type of link demands more than just a routine perfunctory, moment of wonder. Fortunately for me, such a client-hypermnesia can be achieved, the particulars of any recalls becoming very popular in my private hypnotherapy practice. 

To conclude, I’ve a couple personal proclamations with respect to hypnotic time travel:  

We can choose to be here or there or anywhere we’ve ever been or will be, backward into eternity or forward into forever. 

We are aging – yet we are ageless; our bodies are finite – yet our minds are evermore. 

“Fly me to the moon 

Let me play up there with those stars, 

Let me see what life is like On a-Jupiter and Mars.” 


 

Wednesday, September 15, 2021

ECOTHERAPY AND EGRETS: IN THE COMPANY OF TREES

THE EGRET

A few days ago during my morning run I stopped to snap a photo of a tall, white bird standing in the shallows of Wascana Lake. Not recognizing the species, I sent the pic to my birder, photographer friend, Cathy, who identified it as an egret. As our chat continued, we also discussed our Wascana consumer habits, my running and her walking and birding in general. Not-so-strangely, Ecotherapy quickly came into the conversation and thus, the title, ECOTHERAPY AND EGRETS: BEING MINDFUL OF NATURE

Ecotherapy embraces the principles of Ecopsychology, the psychology that suggests clients can improve their mental health by way of reconnecting with nature. Ecotherapists utilize outdoor settings for their therapy sessions, in an attempt to cultivate fresh solutions for their clients’ long-standing problems. 

Purportedly, the benefits of ecotherapy, too, effect the physical health of clients, movement improving mood, so to speak. Also, for any clients having angst about attending therapy sessions in same ol’ same ol’ clinical settings, ecotherapy definitely fits the bill (pun intended) by providing a new and natural surrounding. 

Ecotherapy is often referred to as Nature Therapy, Green Therapy, Forest Therapy, Forest Bathing, Earthing, Shimrin-Yoku, and Sami Lok. However, to connect this type of therapy to my current hypnotherapy practice, I am contemplating a new tag for it. 

Ecotherapy sounds technical and scientific, suggesting that one needs a certain knowledge that is much more than a pedestrian awareness of our ecosystems. Nature Therapy and Green Therapy sound like laundry or body soap commercials, while Forest Therapy, has an artsy and ethereal hippy vibe, smacking for tree-hugging. Forest Bathing could be a marketing line for a nudist camp, a warm and steamy midsummer night’s dream populated with gamboling wood nymphs; whereas, Earthing could be a body wash of gritty behaviour, a roll in the leaves and the mud instead of the hay. Shimrin-Yoku or Sami Lok could be some pop-up studio, another dojo promoting the latest discovery of some ancient hard-core martial art. 

Because I love hiking, I was thinking about Hiking Therapy! But alas, Hiking Therapy suggests a pre-requisite fitness component to partake. Hmmm. Maybe Excursion Therapy? Nope. The notion of Excursion suggests more of a trip or journey. Maybe Ramble Therapy? Nope. To Ramble suggests a quick and physical spurt or scramble of sorts. At a session yesterday evening I proposed the new handle to a new client, Amble Therapy. He said he liked it. But he was a new client and upon reflection, he might have agreed to liking any of my above mentioned labels, and probably any other I could have put forth. Oh well and so what. I like it and I’m going to stick with it … for now. 

And here is my plan: I’ll not jettison my principal practice of Hypnotherapy to start up a practice of Amble Therapy. I am seriously thinking, though, of employing Amble Therapy as my go-to-imagery for at least most of my Deepening stages. Not coincidentally, because of my hiking, I have often suggested forest scenes for my clients in trance. Also, I’ve decided that for any of my clients who are needing a tweak to strengthen any scenario from a previous session, a literal walk in the park may be the natural way to go. And lastly, for any potential clients who are too angst-ridden, struggling either mentally or physically, to actually travel to my office for a session vis-à-vis, offering Amble Therapy along with my current offering of Face-time, could be a soliciting strategy. 

Factoid: On my website I do offer home visits, but have had only one taker to date. And during that one-time home-visit, during the hypnotherapy session there was a door bell rung soon followed by a heavy, heavy knock on the door. And that session abruptly concluded when the husband walked in and demanded, “What the hell is going on here!” Needless to say it was not my finest hour. 

I thought that Amble Therapy would have been free of intrusions, but it wasn’t. My client and I met in a parking lot on the edge of the forest in Wascana Park. It was cold and rainy and we were bundled up accordingly. (I’m of the belief that there is no such thing as bad weather, there is only bad dress. I had suggested that my client pack along a rain coat.) Our nidus for the occasion would be the first picnic table we ambled upon entering the forest. Such a spot I thought would be tranquil enough for our session. I was wrong. 

Almost immediately as we sat down there were, literally, trumpets blowing. And from a gargantuan tent situated a couple hundred feet away, evangelicals were delivering revival sermons to a throng of hallelujah listeners, all of which being transmitted through microphones. Also, there happened to be a provincial marathon race, hundreds of runners pounding along the Devonian Pathway, so close we could hear them grunting as they passed by. 

No. My client did not have the chance to notice the crackling of leaves under his shoes as we meandered to the picnic table. No.  My client did not see or feel or smell any of the cacophony of clichés I am about to present. He did not hear the whispering winds or the murmuring trees. Neither did he hear the chattering of squirrels nor the chirping of birds. He did not have a whiff of the aromatic pines or the slight and musty scent emanating from the lake. Instead, my client did feel the bites of the rain on his face, and he did feel the clammy and soggy rain-resistant, not rain-proof, windbreaker clinging around the skin on his arms. 

Note, dear readers, Wascana Park is the second largest urban park in North America! So this setting should have been the perfect test for my Amble Therapy debut! Reflecting on this soon after saying adieu to my client, I knew that if any of my clients could focus on the natural things emitting from the forest, rather than these other uncommon and unnatural noises, then I would have reason to celebrate not only the success of this session, but future suggested hypnotic musings as well. 

In my typical fashion I did a follow-up with my client the very next day. I texted him an emoji, a hand with fingers-crossed followed by a question mark. He responded with an emoji having a straight-mouthed, not a smiley face. I translated his response to infer that it was not a success. Hmmm. 

Over the years I continually experiment and adapt new methodologies for my private practice. Needless to say I have experienced non-success before and so I decided this particular Amber Therapy session to be just more grist for the mill, just another counter-pattern to acknowledge and overcome, from which to learn and therefore strengthen my practice. Instead of stewing, I began writing. (When I really want to think about something, I write about it.) 

Here is my first written epiphany with regard to Amble Therapy: 

No matter how loud the other barks in the forest be, 

tune in especially to the bark on your neighbouring tree! 

And here is my wry attempt in parting humour for today: 

May the forest be with you!

Those marching in my CHAUCERIAN PARADE this week:

MY COUSIN, DAVE


 


BUSKING WITH MY NEW HARPING BUDDY, WHO WAS PASSING THROUGH TOWN


Wednesday, September 1, 2021

TAKE A HIKE! AND TAKE ANOTHER LOOK!

I love hiking up a mountain and into a forest. Such a hike is straightforward and uncomplicated. Writing today about hiking up mountains and through forests, I’ve reduced it to three elements: the physical, the financial, and the psychological. And before I ask my readers to actually weather any of these elements, I shall open with a couple of notions on what this essay is not about – a prologue if you will

This essay is not about cliff-hanger cliches referencing the ascension of a mountain as being a climb onto the edge of space and time. Nor is this essay a Zen adventure of the necessary tramping into a deep and dark wood with the sole purpose of getting lost only to find one’s real self. This essay is only about certain elements of hiking and certain facts about the footfalls in the forests where I’m hiking.   

The physical element

Spending time in Nature, in especially uncultivated and inhospitable regions, is both daunting and exhilarating. It is so cool to be splashing my face in a mountain stream; it is so wonderful to feel the spray ‘neath a mountain waterfall; it is so gripping to navigate a rugged ridge-line, knowing that any misstep could be life threatening. It is always invigorating spending time in Nature.

Hiking, especially the designated moderate to strenuous mountain hiking, demands a certain level of fitness. Spending at least an hour a day, five days a week in a local gym, I am ever striving to be ever-ready for hiking. Even though in fair weather I run three miles every day around my favourite lake (Wascana), still, my legs need the gym workouts to be hike-ready.  

The financial element

Hiking has a back-load of financial realities that need to be reckoned with. Travel costs money; travelling to anywhere is expensive. I live on the Canadian Prairies and therefore a means of good transportation is a must for the eight-hour trip to the Canadian Rockies. Also, I need a place of lodging when I get there. Reliable vehicles and quality lodgings cost money, never mind the added costs of park passes and parking fees. Food need not be included into the budget because, hike or not hike, I still have to eat. 

Hiking also demands certain gear and equipment. Hiking is about ditching the powder blue suit or skirt, along with the bruin leather pointed oxfords or heels, and replacing these corporate costumes with cap-a-pie hiking garb. For even the most middling hike, every hiker needs a cap or hat, sunglasses, a long-sleeved shirt, walking shorts, hiking shoes or boots, a backpack, and poles; most of which, save for the footwear and poles, can likely and readily be gotten (cheaply) from one’s own armoire. If you must buy something, when buying anything actually to go hiking, brand names are best. Quality pays. Quality gear and equipment will last through most anyone's hiking years. 

The psychological element

Hobby hiking is a freedom from the hobbles of work. When I hike the weight of work is not in my backpack. When I hike I’ve no team meetings, no client interviews, no end-of-day deadlines. When I hike I've no home duties of vacuuming the floors or scrubbing the decks. When I hike I always attempt to appreciate the nature of things in the forest. I am referring to things as the chipmunks and hares, the birds and the bears (yikes), and the flowers and trees, and the waterfalls and streams. 

Walking any trail is therapy for me, but trekking into forests deep can Zen-like. Walking between old trees, especially, offers that Zen sense of space and time. (But as I stated earlier, this essay is not about that. Just know that for me, every hike up a mountain is another page in my bildungsroman, appending another character script to my alterity.)

And speaking of alterity, as in all things in life ... 

IN THE FOREST, THINGS ARE NOT ALWAYS AS THEY SEEM! 

The following three pictures were taken with my iPhone while tramping the mountain trails near Banff, Alberta, Canada.  Please note, the first photo is not a real bear (no kidding!); the second photo is not a real rodent; the third photo is not a real bird.  

Factoid:  All three photos are really just optical illusions that I felt compelled to "click" and share!

                                                                  WATER-BEAR
                                                               WOODEN RODENT
                                                               DRIFTWOOD BIRD