Good news. I spoke to the brain surgeon today; they did an MRI last week and could find nothing in my brain. Just under 12 months since I had the first of three head operations. The surgeon’s exact words were “There is almost nil chance of anything coming back, you’re cured”. If I were still smoking, there is no way that I would have recovered as well or as quickly as I have. If I were still smoking, most of the excellent people who are in my life would be strangers. It’s incredible how just one stop smoking hypnosis session with you all those years ago has lead to so many positive changes. Randy Van Poecke
We had used the train as the quickest and most direct route back and forth across the coat hanger. If only the event organisers had booked a hotel room for me near Luna Park, of which there were several, it would have been far more convenient and easier for me.
I was standing on the railway platform at Circular Quay waiting for the train which would take be back across the Sydney Harbour Bridge for my evening performance, when I realised other commuters on the platform were becoming irritable. The train was late…2 minutes, 5 minutes, 7 minutes, 10 minutes….too late. The train was not coming.
I do not know why…. but the train did not come at all. We had to wait for the next train, by which time I was running late for my performance.
By the time I got to the venue it was crowded with hundreds of people in elegant evening dress. They were the who’s who of the nations building and construction community, on show in their finest attire.
I was introduced to a group of these people, and then lead to a back room where I proceeded to outline the show and what I expected from them. I also took the time to explain the basics of hypnosis and answer their questions. They were an intelligent and enthusiastic group, and we were all feeling confident.
I proceeded to hypnotise them using my usual stage method. A couple of minutes in, and suddenly the fire alarm went off. Loud bells rung through the building. I decided to use the bells as part of my hypnotic induction, telling my volunteers that the sound of loud bells would increase the effectiveness of the hypnosis.
I noticed the reflection of flashing lights and looked around through the window behind me. Fire Brigade trucks had pulled into the forecourt outside. Firemen were pouring out of the trucks wearing breathing apparatus. No one had told me otherwise, so I continued my hypnotic induction as my volunteers all stood around me – eyes closed.
Suddenly the doors to the room flung open and a group of uniformed men burst into the room. They were firemen wearing full face masks. Just as suddenly they went out again through another door and I never saw them again.
Satisfied with my volunteers I sent them back to their seating in the main venue to enjoy their evening.
I had never tried a pre-hypnotic induction before, and certainly not an induction during an apparent fire emergency false alarm.
Being an eternal optimist I expected an excellent performance, although the day so far had been one problem after another. What could go wrong next?