Archive for 2018

Day 12 of 21: Megan Fox, my dancing queen, and 95% success

Megan Fox (the actress) is really beautiful, said Betty (my sister). I’d traveled from the San Francisco Bay Area to visit her in Los Angeles. To clarify, I was visiting Betty. I was not visiting Megan Fox. Anyhow, Betty was telling me that she saw Megan Fox a while back in Larchmont Village, a small […]

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Day 11: My report card, bar fights, and the Dalai Lama

Age 12, in trouble. In my report card, one of my teachers wrote that I talked too much. All these years later, I don’t remember what that was all about, what I was saying in class. But since I don’t recall, here are some possible topics. Maybe I was discussing deep philosophical issues with the […]

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Day 10 of 21: Magic and waffles

Oh, what happened? Man, I messed this up, big time. Lyndon, my 5-year-old nephew, had just shot me a withering look. He was. Not happy. What went wrong? I’ll get to that, but let’s rewind a few minutes. What a glorious afternoon! I had just performed an amazing set of magic tricks for Lyndon. Very […]

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Day 9 of 21: Burning flesh and souvenirs

Flesh. Burning. Kitchen. My flesh. Burning. In the kitchen. 11 years old, and I had carelessly reached for something in the stove area. I never made that mistake, again. Had I known hypnosis and NLP (Neuro-Linguistic Programming), I could have handled the pain better, even reversed some of the tissue damage. (Yes, I’ve done that […]

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Day 8 of 21: Who throws the first punch

Who would throw the first punch, my adult friend or the taller teenager? By the way, this story takes place in San Diego many ago before I became a hypnotherapist and NLP practitioner in San Francisco. At the time, one of my friends had a quick temper. And we were just four friends, in our […]

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Day 7 of 21: Party time, yeah nope

And now for a very different hypnotic story… Many moons ago, Friday night, music venue in San Francisco. Big party. The crowd. Altered state. Hypnosis not the reason, but alcohol in season. There, motion. Now commotion. Hard to hear… over the musical ocean. Huuummmmmm… Shhhhhhhoooohhhhhh. Huuummmmmm… Shhhhhhooooooooohhhh. “Amy” had fought with “Penny.” Words had stung, […]

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Day 6 of 21: My conjoined twin

To be a professional tennis player, or not to be? That is the question… I asked myself when I was 19 years old. (And yes, here comes another hypnotic story.) Playing tennis helped me to get through a dark, dark time in my life. If tennis was a person, you could call it my conjoined […]

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Day 5 of 21: How to get into a castle

Okay, you’re back! In yesterday’s post, we had a mystery, and I asked two questions. But before we revisit yesterday’s post, I was just thinking about a day back in high school. (Names have been changed to protect privacy.) I was in gym class, when all of a sudden, I hear yelling. “Shaun” is getting […]

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Day 4 of 21: Smell and the mystery of a hypnotic story

Here’s a mystery for you… imagine that Fiona is my new client, and in this fictional story, she describes her problem. She’s had a dozen girlfriends leave her in the past few years. And she admits she doesn’t know why. Her last girlfriend just left her, and Fiona’s very frustrated at this pattern. She wonders, […]

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Day 3 of 21: The Accidental Business and Brad Pitt

In day two’s post, I said: You may wonder, “William, how did you get 30+ people to contact you? What was the outcome of your program? Did you finally grieve properly over the death of your hedge fund dream, or did you grieve by getting into bar fights every weekend?” Before I answer, I remember […]

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