Tag Archives: self hypnosis

Downloading Intelligence

Knowledge Leaps From Mind to Mind

Got a nice, newsy email from long-time friend and charter member Russ the other day. In it he mentioned the idea of implanting new knowledge into the brain as in the film “The Matrix.”

Here’s a suggesting for future articles: I’m REALLY CURIOUS about this new concept of ‘downloading’ intelligence and then ‘uploading’ it again into a new body of our choosing. With all the advances in technology, I’m convinced that this is going to be a reality sometime within this century! I’m hoping it will be within the next 37 years – before I hit 100! Yeah… sign me up for that! 

Getting Your Confidence Back

When Confidence Deserts You

How many different ways have you heard it said?

  • “I can’t get my golf swing (free throw; tennis serve; pitching) back on track”
  • “All these hours of practice are only making things worse”
  • “I wonder why I ever thought I could be an athlete”
  • “Others might succeed, but I guess I’ll never make it.”

Ever been there?

I have. And so have most people … if they’ll tell you the truth.

It’s How You Use it

Uncommon Grace

It doesn’t matter what talent, what skill, what resource you have, whether inborn, purchased or gifted to you. Unless you’re putting it to good use, it’s worthless.

A friend recently sent me a link to a YouTube video of a “handicapped” couple winning a top prize in a regular (non-handicapped) dance competition.

YouTube for Weight Loss

Weight Loss with Hypnosis/Self Hypnosis

So you’ve thought about losing a bit of weight. Well, if you go to YouTube.com and do a search for weight loss, you’ll find dozens — maybe hundreds — of free “hypnosis” videos. I’ve found, however, that many of them are poor quality.

The four videos below do measure up to professional standards. If you’ll take any one of these and play it, preferably twice a day, and don’t stop, you can expect to see results.

Everything ALWAYS Works Right

Failing Takes a Lot of Effort

“Son,” my Dad would say, “You could screw up a one-man funeral.” I don’t know how many thousands of times my father told me that while I was growing up, but it soaked in pretty deeply.

By the time I reached adulthood, I was convinced; nothing would ever work right for me; if there was a way to mess things up, I’d always find it. That was just a fact of my existence: I was a screwup.