Hypnosis Dysfunction?

I love hypnosis. I love everything about it from the induction to the wake-up. Whenever I am in trance, I feel phenomenal. I am excited by the changes I see taking place in my life through hypnotherapy. I want to share my discoveries with the world so they can enjoy the benefits of hypnosis, too. That’s why I started this blog. However, I have a confession to make: I can’t always hypnotise myself, and I’m not exactly sure why.

It makes sense that if I am depressed, it is harder (if not impossible) to put myself under. If I am apathetic about everything, why shouldn’t I feel that way about hypnosis (although the last day when I was feeling down, I desperately wanted to trigger hypnotic euphoria). But sometimes, and very rarely, I feel perfectly fine emotionally, and I just can’t seem to do it. Perhaps this is due to the fact that a high percentage of the time, I “wing it” without any kind of induction or suggestion scripts. But sometimes, it just isn’t practical to carry my script copies around. At work, for example. Also, the method I usually use is silent, or at least relatively so. I think most of it without saying anything out loud. This is especially convenient for when I am in the vicinity of other people. I don’t disturb them, and they don’t disturb me. Well, for the most part.

This past weekend, my family travelled up to our cottage for the weekend. I’ve been looking forward to hypnotising myself by the lake for months. Unfortunately, my dad had an outdoor project going on involving saws and drills, so that was the end of that idea for the time being. But even when I was by myself in bed, I was having a hard time with my inductions. For one thing, I felt silly speaking out loud for parts of it where I actually do that because there were other people in the house/car with me. The other issue I had was that I kept falling asleep while attempting it whenever I was alone.

Maybe I just needed a break from hypnosis for some serious r and r. Maybe the change in my schedule/surroundings caused my failure to perform. I don’t know. Whatever the reason, I’m back to my normal routine now and I am having much better luck with it. I’m still working on remembering to take my medicine, especially since that also got messed up over the holiday weekend. I had hoped my suggestions would work after I stopped taking the drug that was giving me the bad side effects. I am running out of ideas. My subconscious is really fighting me on this, and it’s making me cross. I want to get this squared away so I can work on other improvements, but it’s taking it’s sweet time. I guess all I can do is be patient.