My experience with Simone Seol (http://www.houseofhipgnosis.com) couldn’t have come at a better time. Shortly after becoming aware that going into solo practice was not only an option, but was imminently going to become my reality, my friend Simone posted that she was looking for people to hypnotize, and that it worked just as effectively over Skype as it did in person. I leapt at the opportunity. Simone is one of the bright and beautiful ladies I met at Rally at Havi Brooks’ Playground in Portland, and I was eager to support a fellow Rally-ion in any way that I could, knowing that I was about to experience something wonderful and unique with someone who fully embraces the full spectrum of creative possibility.
I’d experienced hypnosis before, most recently during my Past Life Regression session with Eric Christopher, and beginning with self-hypnosis using EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique, most recognizable as “that tapping thing.”) Skype was a new twist, though, and it piqued my curiosity. How would it feel to be in a different time zone from the person guiding me through the process? Would I feel more comfortable being in my own environment, or less? Would my terrible internet connection support the session?
Simone and I connected at our pre-arranged time, accounting for time zone differences. We chatted a bit, giddy to see each other’s friendly faces for the first time since Rally, and then Simone had me clarify what I wanted to address and guided me through some EFT to help release the constricted, cramped feeling of fear and anxiety I was experiencing when I thought about leasing a space. I began at a stress level of about 6 out of 10 and, after the first round of tapping, reduced it to a 2. I chose three qualities that provided the opposite feeling of scrabbling desperation: “open,” “trusting,” and… I’ve forgotten the third, but it served its purpose well when I needed it to.
Following the EFT, I felt light, bouncy, liberated, excited, and confident.
Simone encouraged me to relax back into my chair (which, it turns out, was indeed more comfortable for being my own), to root my physical body through my feet, and to allow my mind to float above me and grow lighter as my body grew heavier. She invited me to see a line of past selves all the way into the past and all the way into the future.
There were two selves I felt compelled to help. The first I beamed acceptance, strength, and discernment (the qualities I perceived her as lacking), and observed her growing less victim-like, until she was simply amused by the silliness around her. The second self I offered humor, perspective on our cyclical nature, and acceptance — and seeing her grow a little sarcastic and hardened with these particular additions, wrapped all of it in a blanket of gentleness and sisterhood, which developed into a troupe of multiplying forcefields of deva muses, supporting and stimulating each version of myself into the future and comforting and nurturing each version of me into the past. I was surrounded by a swarm of dancing Amazon devas, some of whom were present to watch, nurture, and nourish me, and others of whom were present to watch and protect the periphery. These swirling, whirling divinities looked like they were painted by Mucha, and I felt that they were also very much like bees — dancing healer-warriors who operate in orchestrated sisterhood.
Simone asked what color might their essence be, and suggested that it was infusing my body with its electric light and powerful qualities. I responded that it was sherbet orange, and perceived it permeating every last cell in my body, which was vibrating everywhere. It felt marvelous to feel that level of stimulation as a consciously self-generated force. I felt empowered, surrounded by a sherbet orange electric glow of sovereignty, safety, sisterhood, support, strength, faith, potentiality, humor, gentleness, discernment, and introspection. I felt that I had neutralized residual fears from past wounds by loving, accepting, and strengthening the girls I have been and providing them with roadmaps to more safely become the women I want to experience being.
Safely through the session, resolved and ready to reintegrate into my tables-and-chairs daily reality, Simone admitted to some amusement at having guided me through the particular fear I was facing, as she was about to give notice at her job the next day in order to go into solo practice, herself. Since then, we’ve both left our stable, predictable, structured jobs behind in the pursuit of greater authenticity and greater service to those who seek our support. It has been invaluable having such an insightful friend in a parallel path, who, if I happen to be feeling anxious, has a ready wink and a reminder that if I glance around, I might just notice an Amazon or two… or several hundred… who are standing by to help me out.