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Snowphobia and hypnosis

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This is an entry on snowphobia and a failed hypnosis session some years ago.

I have snowphobia. I like snow (although it's cold and I prefer things hot :). It's walking and driving on slippery surfaces that freak me out.

There was a very local hailstorm over the Sophia Antipolis area last night and when I drove to the office this morning I was surprised the area was all white. At first it was beautiful. I was safely driving on ploughed roads.

But at the round-about near the office, the ice was there to meet my tires and it was no longer beautiful but unnerving. I did well. I "beached" my car where I could, blocking two others (leaving a note to the attention of the owners with my cellphone number on it, and it was tempting to add "and please, move my car yourself if it's in your way" ;).

This reminds me of the failed hypnosis session that occured back in December 2004. Being impaired by my phobia, I did the sensible thing and made an appointment with a doctor who practiced hypnosis.

He made me sit on a comfortable leather armchair, rest my hands on my thighs, close my eyes and listen to his monotonous and quiet voice.

He made me imagine I was in a place I like and I was feeling good about it. So I was on a large beach of white sand, taking a nice walk and enjoying the warm breeze, the small number of people (at a good distance) and the melodic sound of the waves.

Then he made me go in my car for an enjoyable ride. He said it was starting to rain but I was safe. The rain was light and I was comfortable driving. Then I drove down a slope and I was still safe, and I was still enjoying myself. Then he made me go back to the beach.

I got off the car and was to transfer my fears on framed pictures. I was to carry the pictures to the air balloon that was moored on the beach. I carried the frames and put them in the basket. I cut the moorings and saw the air balloon lifting up.

At this point my friend Dino suddenly appeared in the basket and was waving bye bye, smiling at me!

I backtracked quickly to the previous scene so as to re-do it again, Dino-free. But there he was again! appearing in the basket of the air balloon and waving bye bye while smiling.

That was the end of the session. Too bad it was ruined so close to the end!

The doctor was confident that would do it. But in case I was still frightened to drive on frozen surfaces or snow, I was to schedule another appointment with him. I am still very uncomfortable with snow, ice and all slippery surfaces, but I never scheduled another appointment.


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Anonymous 9. December 2008, 23:46

amy writes:

I remember this from you talking about it years ago -- you told it vividly then, and it's as vivid now.

The images are very powerful. I'm sorry your ice/snow/slippery surfaces thing still happens. It's an awful feeling, to have something like that which so deeply unnerves you, I have some of my own and I know what it's like. I wish you the overcoming of what is frightening to you (or just the forgetting of it).

Your story about dino too, is very moving. A powerful image. It's fascinating and a bit daunting to consider what lives in our hearts and heads. A very beautiful entry, my friend.

coralie mercier 10. December 2008, 09:45

Thank you, Amy.

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Ça alors!!, David B. :)
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