So, yesterday at 1600 I headed to my bed, not for a lazy lie-down but full of purpose. Time to give myself a session of hypnosis, namely Paul McKenna’s track, Change Your Life in Seven Days.
Observations so far:
- The track last 28 minutes
- Yesterday I was out for the count from about 2 minutes into the track till 5 minutes before the end
- I felt totally relaxed afterwards and could have done with another hour to lie down in bed and enjoy the “having a soak in the bath” feeling
- I felt much less anxious about the future and jobs to do
- I felt much more motivated about all the tasks to do
- I have had another session this afternoon, my aim being to give myself a session of hypnosis every day for seven days
So, has the hypnosis made a difference? Good question. What about copper bracelets for rheumatism? Clearly any changes could just be psychosomatic, or just coincidence. But let’s see my achievements of today.
- Woke up this morning, looking forward to the day and the tasks ahead
- Looked at my jobs list, thinking of the pleasure, reward and fulfilment of achieving each goal
- Applied for a particularly suitable job, this time accepting SR’s tip from yesterday of adding a succinct covering email (five bullet points)
- Two minutes after emailing my CV, a phone call from the agency, telling me my CV was a perfect match, and that the client needed someone “urgently – yesterday”
- Emailed my old programme manager my CV, as I’d had a whisper yesterday that they would need to re-write the project requirements imminently. Always handy to be on point in case they need me…
- Chased another agency about a very interesting role I applied for last Wednesday
- Cleaned and tidied the kitchen and cooked a nice brunch – no ‘mañana’ syndrome in the kitchen today
- Did a pile of laundry – stashed a load in the appropriated drawers, another batch in the washing machine; the pairing of socks remains TBD (to be done) this evening
- Headed to the English Library in the Altstadt
- Donated my copy of The Bible for Dummies
- Finished off the final two chapters of The History of the Tractor in Ukrainian (just a thought – does the father perhaps have Asperger syndrome?)
- Donated my copy thereof to the English Library
- Pondered where to write my diary
- English Library? Nah, needed a change of scene
- Central Library? A strong contender, as I’ve not been there for a couple of months, but then that would give me a sub-optimal public transport routing back home
- Starbucks Königsallee – perfect venue!
- Wrote today’s diary entry, my first positive, non-navel-gazing entry for weeks. Starbucks has an excellent big table, ideally suited for sitting and writing, similar to carrells in a university. Such a shame that the lady typing away on her laptop at that table seemed to think it was her own personal table. Off you go, Genossin, tut away, and find a different spot.
- Next session will be tomorrow morning. Time management, an’ all that, I’m off to house group in the evening.
- Next achievement planned is typing up and distributing yesterday evening’s church council minutes. Then I can plan tomorrow’s jobs/tasks/achievements.
Have an hypnotic day, won’t you!