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Labels: anxiety, changes, fear, panic, pictures, submodalities
Labels: anxiety, changes, fear, panic, pictures, submodalities
Look at the use of language patterns and persuasion in this piece it's
quite awesome!! You also need a very skilled person to deliver it
perfectly!
This is an excerpt from a speech by Senator Barack Obama -
Primary Tuesday, January 8th, 2008
Comments on the persuasive power of this are in (italics).
We've been asked to pause for a reality check. (This is an indirect
suggestion to "pause" i.e., to stop thinking or rationalizing) We've
been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.
(:"We" implies a "you and me" thus uniting us. From our detached "pause"
we can look at the concept of false hope.)
But in the unlikely story that is
unique and special as Americans, linking us to the myth of a people who
thrive against all odds) there has never been anything false about hope.
(This is a different use of the words "false" and "hope" and reframes
"false hope" in a new way) For when we have faced down impossible odds
(these impossible odds are unmentioned but assumed and affirms that we
are unique) ; when we've been told that we're not ready, or that we
shouldn't try, or that we can't, generations of Americans have responded
with a simple creed that sums up the spirit of a people.
Yes we can.
(A call to action but even more; a call to rebellion against those who
try to discourage us.)
It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the
destiny of a nation.
(Evocation of "destiny"; that we are the central figures around whom
great things can occur.)
Yes we can.
It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail
toward freedom through the darkest of nights.
(Offering anecdotal evidence to support our rebellion against any
oppressor.)
Yes we can.
(Repetition. Hammer it into the mind and link it with powerful and
positive emotions.)
It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and
pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness. (More
strong images of perseverance against security and reason.)
Yes we can.
It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the
ballot; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King
who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.
(Wow! This one is POWERFUL! Without stating who the "King" is it
providing clues of "mountaintop" and "the Promised Land" and he allows
us to connect the dots on our own. This makes us to feel as if we have
knowledge of an inner secret.)
Yes we can to justice and equality. Yes we can to opportunity and
prosperity. Yes we can heal this nation. Yes we can repair this world.
Yes we can. (Powerful use of repetition.)
And so tomorrow, as we take this campaign South and West; (in itself
this brings people back to earth... to the reality of the campaign. This
would be bad if it were not for the preceding emotional high we've been
brought to) as we learn that the struggles of the textile worker in
school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the
streets of LA; (This creates the feeling of bonding between different
people. A feeling that we are not so different from one another.) we
will remember that there is something happening in
not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are
one nation; and together, (Providing three ways of saying "we are one
people" and thus clobbering us with repetition again) we will begin the
next great chapter in
from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea ("coast to coast; from sea
to shining sea" evokes patriotic memories of the song "God Bless
(Yes, we can! There is little more persuasive than a simple phrase
repeated and instilled with emotion. It is the same effect that
Labels: NLP Slight of Mouth
"I started feeling bad about myself as far back as I can remember. I know there was a time where I was just a happy little kid, but I can't remember what that felt like.
I can remember the first time I did it, it grossed me out, and yet when I'd vomited up all the Christmas dinner I'd had that night I remember saying to myself...."they are all too drunk to notice" Recently a person at work (I don't work now, I couldn’t get out of bed anymore and lost my job) said to me she was thinking of trying it. I said to her in a voice I didn't recognize "You don't want to go there". I felt a shutter going down my body and I knew I was in so far I couldn’t see my way out.
My body was swelling, it seemed heavier than ever, I couldn’t sleep, I didn’t want to shower because I’d have to touch my body, and I hated how it felt. I was in a physical form that was foreign to me. I hated myself, my family, my life and I couldn’t get it to stop.
I'd never done any drugs, or addictive substances so when I realized this "caught" feeling was an addiction, it not only surprised me, it scared me!
I was foggy in my thinking. I only thought about where, when, how to get free of others so I could. All my thoughts directed me to the images of me running through stores and grabbing food and stuffing my mouth until I was soon after purging! I didn’t care about throwing up anymore, I never felt full, I always felt empty, even the smallest amount of food inside me felt wrong.
After a while I got more focused on my process. Greater planning. I had a lot of stories running in the back ground of the images I was looking at. Mostly food, everything was big images, pizza's so big you could use them for magic carpets! Muffins the size of space ships...then I saw all the foods there, moving towards me as if they were enticing me to grab them ....
Sometimes my parents faces came in over the foods...but seeing my dads sad eyes or moms anger just drove me to get back to what I was happier to view. My next binge
As soon as I opened my exhausted eyes in the morning, the inner commentary began...and never in the way that guy on "What the Bleep Do we Know" would say of "how he liked to create his day," what a joke. My inner voices were reminding me instantly of the dreaded day ahead. Oh there was a little weak one there in the back ground...suggesting in a rather high pitch "maybe things will be better today", but I squashed that one so fast with the images of last nights binge, the smell of vomit still in my hair, the taste and feel of the acid in my mouth...and all I wanted was last nights left overs to fill the aching sinking feeling inside me.
I knew I was in trouble, I couldn't even think of the last real conversation I'd had with anyone, heck I couldn't even remember clearly the details of yesterday! My parents were so frustrated with me and so afraid of what I was doing and doing to myself, they started hiding food, watching me, like I was a caged animal, and yet I had no where else to go.
Taking the pills seemed a logical way out so I did. Waking up in the hospital and monitored for a week was heaven, I couldn't do anything, and food was monitored for me. Slowly I felt better, but at the end of the week they discharged me and I knew that last day all I was thinking about was where to get the food to binge again. It was my only thought. They set me up with a psychiatrist. It was ok however, talking about it over and over again just made me want to keep doing it and I did, I was right back into it and everyone was so angry with me.
It's like talking to an alcoholic about all his binges - all I could think of coming out of each session was where I was going to get the food. It helped a little...but the 45 minutes a week really I was still sinking back into my darkening world, and I knew it. They gave me medications, that just made my head even fuzzier and I felt almost numb.
My dad found JBW on the web site and suggested I check it out. I called, and then called back and finally decided to take a chance on Kathy because I honestly didn't know what else to do.
And I know today, you probably don't realize you've given me back my life and me and I'm so grateful! Thank you, from everything I am."
It works, NLP is brilliant at unpacking addictive behaviors and restoring "normal" quickly without reviewing the endless past looking for the culprit. Mothers often feel it's their fault, fathers are desperate, as the family slowly comes unraveled...so when they see the resultant changes their daughters (and yes, some sons), go through...there can sometimes be a little residual - "hey what happened here? I thought this was really hard for you to stop?"
Don't be fooled, it was about the hardest thing your daughter will do and when she does it for herself it becomes the cornerstone of her strength and personal power as she regains her life again.
NLP can offer up the solution, the transformation and the life skills to maintain herself the rest of her life, and that’s all we do for her…teach her how to do it for herself.
My program is a full eight sessions with three months following of support via Email, Phone & SKYPE to ensure she breaks forever with the inner addictive patterns and knows just how to help herself if life gets too overwhelming.
Kathy Welter Nichols.
Just Be Well-Team
Labels: NLP and Bulimia