DebbieDona

Another Friday has arrived and I am ever so grateful for that! Not that Friday has arrived so much as I was pretty sure it would, but that I survived a grueling week to celebrate it! When under hypnosis, one tends to lose track of time. Hours can occur in minutes and visa versa. Frequently, upon emerging a client I will ask them how long they thought they were under. Often the answer is something to the effect of maybe an hour, when the reality may be only 20 minutes.

This seems to seep over into my every day life. Now, I must be honest, I have always run on ish time. “I’ll meet you for dinner at 6-ish, the party begins at 7:30-ish. Lately however, I tend to believe that I can cram 6 hours of work into 20 minutes. The amazing thing is, somehow it all gets done, in perfect time! Maybe it is because I am always affirming that I have plenty of time for work and play. Maybe it is because I believe in Divine timing, so I know that whatever time things happen in, is the right and perfect time. Maybe, I’m just delusional and my friends and family enjoy watching Debbie World. Who knows?

Either way, I am out of time now. So, enjoy this brief break before the weekend begins:

We are told to visualize what we want in order to attract the right circumstances and opportunities to ourselves. This is not easy for everyone who comes into my office. Some folks are more auditory, they can hear the sweet siren call of success. Others are more kinesthetic, they just feel lucky!

I have created a little video to help me focus on my goals, to keep gratitude in my heart and remind me to affirm my blessings. I thought I would share it with you today:

News Flash!

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Back in May I posted about my dear friend BadEvan who was undergoing some serious surgery. I have had many inquiries as to his health. Unable to answer until now, BadEvan is back and ready to blog his experiences. He has updated the look of his site and it is amazing….makes me jealous.

For me, it is just a thrill to know he is OK. He thinks he’s bad, me, I just love the kid!

Here in the States it is Labor Day. A day that is designated as a celebration of the social and economic achievement of the American workers. It is a time to play, rest, picnic, enjoy. So I wish everyone a wonderful and picture perfect Labor Day.

I am grateful. I am blessed.

I know that there are those who are concerned for their homes and their safety because of Hurricane Gustav. In the moment I am writing this, Gustav is weakening. I pray that continues, that your safety is insured and that somehow something powerfully positive does come out of this experience for you.

I have been remiss in posting anything new this week. I might try to convince you that the dog ate my blogwork or my kid brother tore it up. Maybe, I lost it on the way to the post. Whatever, it would all be excuses. Earlier this week I worked with a client who had concerns about her weight. Concerns enough to spend time and money to see me. Apparently not concerned enough to want to do anything real about it. She arrived very late, talked long and created obstacles that would prevent us from achieving the goal of a hypnotic journey. Her choice.

We all have choices to make in life. Everything we do is a result of “reasons” and choices. Our behaviors reward us in some way, at some level. The client choose to sabotage the meeting, for reasons of her own. In the course of our conversation, I could see she needed to hold onto certain “truths” as she saw them. She wasn’t really there to make changes, but rather to prove herself right, to validate her ego and strengthen it’s hold. Ego can separate us from our core selves. Prevent us from becoming our true beings, by keeping us immersed in the chaos of living.

So, all the excuses in the world (as to why I haven’t posted more) will only satisfy me, the creator of the excuses. They don’t help you, the reader. I apologize.

Now, it is Friday and I love silliness. With all of the Presidential campaign talk around the nation, I decided it is time to throw my hat into the ring. Here it is:

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And by the way, my book can be found here:

With increased interest and awareness surrounding hypnosis among the general public, eight professional hypnotists have shared their insights in the newly published book Real World Hypnosis: Insider Tips from Leading Hypnotists. I am pleased to announce that I was invited to participate in this project. My experience working with a rather infamous case of hiccups is what first attracted the attention of the editor to my practice. However, there is more to my practice than hiccups. I explain in the book what lies behind the bodies signals or dis-ease.

The other contributing authors are: Celeste Hackett, Wendy Merron, Robert Dunscomb, Marc Carlin, Deborah Yaffee, Garrett Buttel, and Tobin Slaven. In my profession, that is an impressive line up, I am proud to be counted amongst them.

Editor Steve Roh, owner of Center City Hypnosis in Philadelphia, PA, says that the book is intended to give people a glimpse into the practical application and uses of hypnosis.

Steve says, “Hypnosis is often misunderstood because of sensationalism and melodrama coming out of Hollywood and especially nowadays on the internet. The contributors to this book are working hypnotists with years of experience. I am grateful to Debbie Lane (owner of Wisdom Hypnosis) for having shared her knowledge and expertise in this book.”

Real World Hypnosis is published by Autarch Publishing and available through major online retailers. Further information can be found online at RealWorldHypnosisBook.com.

To purchase this book go here:

I am a bit overwhelmed right now by the generosity of my fellow bloggers. So many kind hearted folks. I have made friends with many. Some, it seems, become more special than others. When going for my morning run this morning, I shared with my buddy just how grateful I am for the friends I have in my life. However, before I get too maudlin here, let me share a couple of awards I recently have been given by my fellow bloggers and take a moment to thank them.

This first award, quite honestly took me by total surprise. So thank you Strider of Life Quest.

My best wishes to you and your wife as you expect your new baby so soon! May he bring you as much love, joy and awesomeness as my sons have brought into my life!

Kick Ass Blogger Award

Next, I was tagged for a meme by Livelife365, author and performer of I Miss My Hair. His is a great blog, it is really worth a peak. I do not play the meme’s anymore, but I sure appreciate being thought of and will suggest that my readers stop by!

I was also tagged by another blogger, LBJirel at Positive and Successful Lifestyle Tips. This is an interesting meme, because it is all about love! The questions are thought provoking and LBJirel did a wonderful job at answering them. I may actually use the questions for another post. However, today I must move forward.

[green+badgeaward.jpg]Finally, my dear friend EttaRose of Edge of Sanity has given me a friendship award. Etta has an irreverent way of stating the obvious. She makes me laugh and is just a pure joy to know. We have become friends, I am delighted to say. If you need good old fashioned belly laugh, stop by Ettarose, Edge Of Sanity today!

Fay, Fay go away….

to lighten our thoughts on Friday….

So much energy was put into the possibility of a hurricane. The news broadcast the path of the hurricane continually. Warnings were issued, plans made or changed. Everyone was thinking about precautions and fears. I would never fault our governing bodies for wanting to protect us. It is prudent to act in alignment with safety. There was a media frenzy here. All Fay, all day! That being said, Fay has become yesterday’s news.

This morning as I went out for my morning run, I thought about how we do the same thing so often in our lives. We build up our fears into something larger than life. We anticipate total destruction in our lives, as we know them. We fear. I did that very same thing myself yesterday. I took my oldest son to the eye doctor for an eye exam. Because of an issue he had last year and the possibilities present in his blood tests, it was easy for me to go to the worst case scenario. The longer the eye exam took, the more I had to negate my fears.

I focused on all that was good in our lives. I read. I got up and walked around. I changed activities and made little jokes to myself, all to redirect my thoughts back to the positive. When my son walked out of the exam room, he smiled and gave the thumbs up sign. Turns out the exam took so long because he and the eye doctor got into a conversation about the Fibonacci sequence and books that incorporated it into their plot. Go figure!

I was thrilled with the news that all is well. Grateful, indeed. I also reminded myself how important it is to keep working on changing my stinking thinking at times like this. The time wasted on negative thoughts could be so much better spent creating a new project! I have found that my morning runs, my biking, any time I am active, it is easier to release old negative thought patterns and begin to focus on positive possibilities. I will begin to verbalize aloud the action I will take to create a change in my life and as if by magic, things begin to happen.

I have a buddy I run with, we share ideas and dreams while running. (OK, maybe our running isn’t as fast that way, whatever!) We have noticed that our goals are being met swiftly. We are manifesting the life of our dreams. We have learned that blame and excuses get us no where. Answers and swift action are taking us places. We can’t wait to meet to run, not because we love the running as much as we love the powerful changes we are creating. All with the power of thought, revved up with the power of action.

P.S. Thanks to everyone for the well wishes, thoughts and prayers. Combined efforts like that are amazing!

This morning appears to be like any other day. The sun is shining and it is warm. I attended a back to school breakfast for the teachers in my area. The breakfast was held at a local resort, so everything was done perfectly. There were lots of treats and prizes for the teachers to take home, as well. Tomorrow is scheduled to begin another school year. I filled my tank up, gas prices have taken another drop.

If one begins to take a closer look, however, you notice homes with boards going up over the windows. Yard decorations and outdoor furniture is moved inside or thrown into pools. The grocery store parking lots are full, with people loading water, candles and batteries into their cars. It is time to prepare for the possibility of another hurricane.

I decided to take advantage of the calm before the storm and went for a 35 mile bike ride. Half of it had the wind at my back, making it easy to progress. For the other half of the ride, I was riding against the wind. (That makes me lapse into an old Bob Seger song.)

During the more difficult portion of the ride, I began to realize it was time to focus on the actions involved in pedaling the bike. My feet are clipped into the pedal, so if I begin to pull up as well as push down on the pedal, different muscles are used. I gain strength and speed. I also notice the movement and feel of my legs. This allows me to become aware how my breathing has lapsed into a new pattern, matching this change in movement. Suddenly, I am lost in the awareness of my body, feeling the physical humanness that is me.

A funny thing happens when I am absorbed in the moment. My focus becomes just the moment, without it being good or bad. It simply is. In that flash, body mind and spirit become one. I feel “connected”. I am aware of my thoughts as they pass through my mind at this time. It seems as though inspiration comes through. Without the resistance of the conscious mind trying to control all thoughts and behaviors, the subconscious can create possible avenues to creating change.

I have survived other hurricanes. I have been fortunate that while I have experienced damage to my home, I have never lost my home or a loved one in the storms. For a long time in the past, however, I identified with my loss. My home, under re-construction, was a victim of the storm. Lately, I have realized all the wonderful changes that have happened in my home as a result of the rebuilding. I am finding more joy in the projects themselves. My home is a safe place.

Last night a young lady stayed at my house. She is the friend of one of my sons. Outward appearances give the impression of a beautiful, bright and fortunate young woman. That is a fair assessment of her. However, she called looking for a safe place to think. Her family is going through a hurricane of it’s own. We offered a safe place

I have survived personal hurricanes. Again, no longer a victim of the circumstances, I realize how when life pared me down to my true core, it is wonderful to embrace the authentic me. Neither good nor bad, just me. I am safe.

It is my intention to post as usual this week. If I don’t, think of me with my family down in the man cave, playing pool by candle light. While the storms may rage around us, we’ll be safe.

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