Scripts are written in text for a Hypnosis Therapist to use to as a guide for specific issues during hypnosis sessions with a client. Most hypnosis professionals never read directly from a script - they use them as an outline and interject their own words. They tailor the approach to the specific client and having a script that has already been written by another professional can be very useful. Most Hypnotherapists can easily write their own scripts but this can be time consuming, so having a pre-written script in hand can come in pretty handy.

Scripts can also be used in Self Hypnosis for someone who is attempting to resolve a specific issue. They read it into a recording and then they would listen to it over and over. However, most people who know enough to do self-hypnosis could probably write their own script. Many people who do self-hypnosis learn it from a one on one session with a Hypnotist. Once you have been hypnotized, you can be programmed to allow yourself to go into the trace state anytime you want and when you are in that state you can give yourself helpful instructions to make changes in your life.

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Hypnodoc’s New Hypnosis Protocol Especially Designed for Online Hypnotherapy.Many years in development.

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on line Hypnotist-client use. This is a work in progress for the last five years. It in internet jargon a  ”beta”  offering with no clams of being any different in effect and scope that traditional hypnosis. What is new is techniques for dealing with rapport and resistance issues unique to the absence of feedback that face to face visual and body language that used to often make the hypnotist look to client as if a mind reader and invincible, This problem was not new to me as I had run into it in the 1950’s when I attempted the recording of custom made hypno-scripts on information client provided to me, and from which they could play back, awake, twilight state and while asleep. (Sleep learning was a buzz word issue at this time.) This method showed promise, but was not financial successful. I believed that the experience taught me, by trial and error, the essence of hypnotic script writing,  the power of repetition, and the need to direct the script to the client’s insertion point. The locating of the insetion point in the clients mind world was  at that time, totally intuitive guess work. I was to have wait for two decades for a better system, when I recovered the new discipline of Neruro-linguist programing had traversed the same problematic, but  not in a single metaphor of an ‘insertion point’ but in the stamp that a person’s several neurological pathways put on the client’s, visual, auditory, kinesthetic, gustatory. Why has I not seen before these were the if not the actual insertion point the gatekeepers of it’s function. My online method of hypnotherapy, drills for content, looks for causation, resets, reframes systematical with sequential hypno-scripts build from a person.s own subconscious,

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Hypnodoc steps up his ‘branding’ image’s heat. This is the third revision. The earlier version emphasized “Visualization” and “Guided imagery” as my area of expertize and presumed mechanism of repair, refresh, recharge inherent in what I do. The change to “SLEDGEHAMMER HYPNOSIS”  was do to the fact that responders, asking for assistance seemed totally convinced that ‘help’ was not/or could not possibly change thier image of themselves. This was as if a shell, shield or character armor they were not willing to even look at, much less give up any part of.  The metaphoric ’sledgehammer’ was to imply breaking through this, shell or resistance and reach to where one has to reach, to actually give them volitional control over their problem areas, and not their subconscious problem areas controlling them, as is the present case.

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Cow Palace Flea Market Dream

Last month my dream report was about a mystery device, intensely coveted and somehow the stolen property of a major company, that somehow I seemed to be given the inquisition treatment about. Shortly after this dream, in the news was a case of the new Apple I-phone experimental model that was somehow purloined from inside the company and displayed and critiqued on a technology web site. No, I don’t believe in pre-cognition, what hit me the sense of, “déjà vu” it generated in me. A few nights after this story I had a dream filled night-not all of which I was able to recall. Now from my next day notes it seems as I am at a large spacious indoor flea market, [Reminiscent of the San Francisco COW PALACE]– ] filled with endless kinds of second hand stuff for sale. The stuff was more or less segregated into rows and spaces and each had one or two persons selling to the irregularly moving crowd. At first, I was a shopper, enchanted by all the things I did not need but had seen somewhere or the other before-all generating little more than passing interest on my part. Finally at a far back location I reach a gigantic pile of electronic junk, old stereos, obsolete computers, fax machines, TV’s, telephones and piles of old cables and adapters. ( I recognize, even in the dream, that the symbolism of old adapters, once so important are now useless electronic garbage may of some personal significance. Somehow, end up behind this display, now as the seller, explaining to the potential buyers, what these things were intended to do. Another person who somehow I am friendly with, takes the very small money generated by the sales, a sum hardly worth his (much less my) time. An official of the event contacts us, says that he was sorry, for the short notice, but a new event was to start and we have only one hour to close and remove all unsold items. I think the new event was a circus. In what seemed like minutes later, I am totally shocked to see a crewof men throwing everything in their pathway into dumpsters as they advancing aggressively toward us. We have no choice but to run for to the exit. Outside, the parking lot was full of circus people, and a trainload of circus things. I feel an empty feeling as I realize my car is gone-perhaps towed away to make room for the circus. A, 10 year old, boy comes to me and offers to take me to where my car has been moved. I feel relieved. Send your comments or analysis to :fataeanalysisguy@ gmail.com Put “Cow Palace” in the subject.

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LAST AUGUST I reported to you  that have been working on some code for mobile applications (for pay) that my employer hopes will soon rock the world. I find myself while repeating strips of code and rendering their check sums over and over, to ultimately debug them, that a kind of flying on auto-pilot mental state sets in. One where you mind is some place else than where it should be. (Don’t tell my boss- He believes I’m in total focus every second.) Anyway in this mind state I find myself trying to perceive some connection with what I am doing and my desire to create a psychology based on computer science. As a result during this boring repetitive stuff a fuzzy logic kicks in, It is not exactly science or art and its actions is halfway between my very personal self-analysis practice of depth level free association and the real constraints that miniaturized electrical cur cuts layouts forces on the software that has run correctly on a particular hardware device. I (fuzzy) think can this devices dream, feel, think? It can deliver all sorts of images and words and sound to its holder. ( then not fuzzy thinking) All stuff interesting or useful but hardly the real thing. This new dream clearly connects to the great expectations I had then, somehow turning negative.

The Dream: A call to Corporate Headquarters’ takes a strange turn. Some my earlier dreams, you will recall involved a woman at Corporate Headquarters, who has enters my dreams several times, but whom, when I actually meet her on offices business there, I keep a polite distance from. I have even asked around an had learned that she has been with the company much longer than I, is about three or four years older than myself and appears to be unattached and lives alone, Other than that everything else about her is to me a Rorschach ink blot, to project what ever I wish to. In this dream I am called to headquarters’. I have a display case of the new products my division tests. These are all pre-release and kept under tight control and their whereabouts has to be accounted for at all times. Earlier in a related dream that spin off from a company group that  I went  with to Atlantic City to show and promote ready to sell production models. That was a festive joyous occasion except for weather delays. The mood and atmosphere is totally different surrounding the pre-release models that are not for anyone else to see. A sharp contrast. The case was not handcuffed to me like in spy movies, but the mood in this dream was the same. I was severely disappointed when I check in the building and the  secretary lady of my interest was not there, however  all through this dream event, I keep expecting to see her at some point. I was to set up my display in an empty small meeting room and put each device on display and its test status and the reports relating to it. Everything was readied and after wait a group of men entered dressed in dark business suits, reminiscent of old 1970ish IBM company, required dress. The only one with recognition for me was our CEO, who told me to being the presentation. I started with the pre-supposition that the product nearest ready for production would be what they wanted to hear of and focus on. After covering the first two–I was told to skip to device ‘nine’, one so recently arrived that I was vaguely aware that it was there and no notion of what it was supposed to do, or how it was to fit into the company product line. I mentioned that it was new and it was not yet understood what tests were to be needed to determine its feasibility as devise. I felt very uncomfortable but compelled to not embarrass the CEO with my ignorance and tried to fake some knowledge about it by mentioning its appearance and the connector port ypes it had. The apparent lead man of the dark suit team, began spearing as if this was a legal deposition, –State for the record you are? You receive and test new devices, how many a year, what purpose etc etc–he droned on–I he told me then, I  was to answer, yes or no –I was not to imply anything from his questions– After this, his questions suggested some kind or stolen technology or patent infringement, but not what the whole thing was about. Others in the black suits moved in closely and began looking threatening. When their leader asked for the documentation of patent’s and licensing, I could see none was there—Why? I explained I don’t know why– I don’t know anything about this device other than what we see here—Then other  voices joined in—Why was it in my hands? Here had I worked before– -How did it get into the queue of products to be tested—Then it turned personal– How much was my salary—Did I receive bonuses or stock recently—Did I have a criminal record? Was I a US citizen? I looked to my CEO, to take the pressure off me, He sat slumped and silent while this inquisition grew more intense. I asked what’s this about? And I was told to shut up and sit down. Finally one short man grabbed the device out on my hand and another one  took the routing slips and other paper work. I think I had seen this same man with a leering face in the shadows at the Garden of the Gods in an earlier dream. Suddenly the short man examining the device screamed in pain, as the device burst into flames and was dropped to floor where it burnt to nothing,  The Group left, presumably for medical attention for injured one. Relieved, at last, I look for the CEO but he was gone and I was all-alone.  I somehow still was hoping the secretary woman would appear. I feel disbelief and anxiety about what happened but repack my display material to leave.

My Analysis: I think I’m getting paranoid about the new technology being more important than my real live relationships. As always; if you have an alternative analysis. Send it to: fateanalysisguy@gmail.com Put in the subject “Corporate Headquarters’ ” and I’ll get it. Thanks–