Hypnosis Melbourne | Hypnotherapy Can Cure You
Looking for the best hypnotherapist money can buy? Blogger Kesha Fay came over for local hypnotherapy in RTT therapist Forest's Melbourne home and wrote about her experience.
RTT is a cutting-edge form of hypnotherapy that gets to the root of problems such as anxiety, depression, weight loss and sleep by uncovering core early memories and experiences that set off a pattern of negative subconscious thoughts. This therapeutic approach is based on the philosophy that many of our self-limiting core beliefs originated before we were developmentally old enough to have the wisdom of insight and perception to respond to events in more appropriate ways.
Forest is one of the most experienced practitioners of RTT Hypnotherapy in
Australia, seeing high success rates with clients across issues - from the more typical therapeutic needs such as anxiety, depression and trauma to inexplicable, presenting physical symptoms such as digestive issues and even eyesight.
Read about Kesha's experience here:
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Hypnotised
You know your life has taken a few interesting twists and turns of late when you find yourself lying on a strange couch one Sunday afternoon. No I wasn’t direly hungover, but about to enter into a deep slumber, otherwise known as hypnosis.
I’d only met Forest twice. Once on a winery roadie and once at Disco dress up party. Of course we’d hit it off instantly.
If you picture someone named Forest, she’s exactly what your imagination conjures up. Beautifully ethereal, coupled with a grounded wisdom belying her age. She seems almost otherworldly, whilst simultaneously being so very earthy.
Just the type of person you’d trust to lead you into a hypnosis.
“You have to let me hypnotise you.” She’d yelled on the dance floor over disco beats. “I’m very good!”
I’d of course agreed, tipsy yes, but also inherently curious. I’d been particularly introspective in recent times so it seemed fitting.
A week later I snuggle into her blanket, admiring an insanely cool interior space. Typical north Melbourne vibes: minimalism meets bright pops of colour with vintage furniture. Yes, of course, it was all actually her Grandma’s.
“Hypnosis probably won’t work on me!” I warned her.
I’m a stickler for honesty, and thought best to forewarn her so she wasn’t hugely disappointed.
I close my eyes. On instruction they flutter like a butterfly, weighing heavy on my lashes. And I disappear into an unknown world seeking the darkest depths of my psyche.
Except funnily enough I’m still awake. Her British Kiwi hybrid accent instructs me to walk down ten stairs, and slowly we enter the realm of my sub-conscious.
At this point in time I hover between a mix of skepticism, openness and of course pure intrigue. Then slowly vivid images start to populate my mind.
Several memories play, hazy visuals juxtaposed with startling clear ones. Memories as young as three, long forgotten many moons ago.
We dissect them slowly. Feelings in another moment, time fragmented with jarring illusions.
I don’t know how much time passes. Perhaps hours. Tears are shed and I’ve come face to face with memories I didn’t even know existed.
Forest then records a positive track. It’s full of all the warm fuzzy things you should really say to yourself daily but of course never do.
It’s also designed, based on my memories, to counteract any negative thought patterns I may have acquired over time. I’m to listen to it for 21 days, as that is not only the perfect time calculated to create a habit but also to re-wire the brain.
I’m a fairly creative sort, with an overactive imagination, so I wonder how much was real and how much perceived. Yet a conversation with my mum, confirms a lot of what I described.
I must say I’m impressed. Although not entirely stoked with this news.
I’ve ventured into my inner psyche, and made it back to tell the tale. Will this provide insights into my current day to day world? Ask me in 21 days. Look for the head-phoned girl pacing the streets of Melbourne, smiling to herself in somewhat of a trance.
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Photo: Sarah Lee www.sarahlee.photo