You don't need to understand to have a happy, successful life!

Hello, this is my first of many blogs on Hypnothoughts.com. I will start from my very first contact with healing hypnosis. I started working when I was 13 years old and left home when I was fifteen. I have always been able to make it on my own and ended up with ten different businesses in four different countries. Some were successful and others crashed. About twenty five years ago I had a large manufacturing business in the mid west. I was preparing to sell it in a year or two and travel the world just having fun. One day I awakened and couldn't remember where I was or what I should do. That feeling passed and so I just blew it off and went about my day. Well each day that spaced out feeling became stronger and I knew I had to do something soon as I was the driving force behind my business. I went to my doctor who immediatel scheduled me for a MRI.

The results were not what I wanted to hear. I had a tumor on my brain that was not cancer, but they could not remove it. If they removed it I would die in surgery. The tumor was pushing on nerves that created my problem. Within a month I was so mixed up that when driving to work I would stop a couple times to think about where I was going and it was just a five mile drive from my home to my office.

I had made a great amount of money and was able to fly around the world seeing doctors, clinics and teaching hospitals. The answer was always the same. If we try to remove your tumor you will not live through the surgery. Try to cope with it the best you can.

By the time I returned from overseas the word was out and the two customers who totaled ninety percent of our business canceled their contracts. We were growing rapidly so I had a lot of loans out with the local financial community and the loans were secured by me personally. When they discoverd I was ill and the two major customers had canceled their contracts they immediately called in all loans.

The result were that I went from haing seven to eight million dollars to absolutely zero in ninety days. The only thing my wife and I had was our clothing. We had to rent a small house in the bad part of town and drive an old beater car. My wife was teaching and that save our lives, but was far from our normal life. I was still confused and going into depression deeper and deeper every day. I spent about six months in bed just being depressed. The docs did their best to prescribed meds for the depression, but the tumor seemed to over ride the meds. Finally one of my (woo woo) friends as i called him because he was always meditating and doing holistic things said I'm going to take you to a hypnotist that I know who is also a healer. Well, I had seen a hypnotist at a comdey club and was impressed, but I thought what the hell can a hypnotist do for me when the best in the medical field have no answers. He insisted I go with him and said he would pay because I had little or no money. I still wasn't sold and they idea of leaving my little rental house was scary. He finally talked me into it and with an hour of me saying yes we were pulling in the drive of this house that was in worse condition than the shack I was living in. Down this mud driveway we went and I started to wonder who was the most crazy. Me or my friend?

Things went down hill from there. We went to the front door which wouldn't open unless you kicked it open. Just inside the door stood Helen my highly qualified, master of hypnosis in her $2,00 dress and old slipper with holes in them. I was not impressed. Even in my condition this didn't look good. My friend said Helen, this is Don the man I tould you about. Helen responded oh yes he is the guy that's dying. Well I was ready to run, but I was too tired to do so and she really didn't look as if she could hurt me. Helen took me by the hand and said come with me as she pulled me into her basement, chased a dog off of the recliner and told me to have a seat. Se told me to close my eyes and started to talk with me. I now know it as an induction, but then I just thought she was a gabby ole lady. Well I went to sleep and awaken in a few minutes or so I thought. Helen informed me I had been, her word, OUT for an hour. We went back up to the kitchen where my friend paid her and I can't remember the fee, but it was pocket change for even a poor man like me.

Helen asked if I wanted to return for another, her words, NAP. I thought about it for a while and realized that I was more relaxed than at any time in the past three years. I said OK Helen I'll be back next week and take a NAP. The next week was the same and I felt so relaxed i thought she must be drugging me. She said Don you and I think differently about your situation in life and I thought to myself hell, we think differently about everything in life. Helen went on to say the she thought I had created the tumor and if I could create the tumor I could remove the tumor. That was too much woo woo for me and I didn't return to Helen again. After about two weeks I was getting really strung out so I called her and asked if I could come in for another session. She said of course Don what do you want from the session? I didn't know what to say so I said just do what you do.

I went to see Helen again and this time I drove my piece of junk and had money to pay for my session. I thought she did the same as before because I opened my eyes I felt sooo relaxed. However, Helen thought I wanted help in removing my tumor so she was working on that without me knowing what was going on. I saw her once a week for two months and one day after our session she asked how my tumor was. I said I don't know I just go on about my life and pretend it's not there.

Helen said I'm not a doctor, but I think you should have another MRI my friend. Months before I wouldn't have hesitate because I carried enough in my wallet to pay for the MRI, but now I simply had no money and the expense of an MRI was a big decision for me. Something in Helen's voice caused me to feel that this was important so I decided to borrow the funds from a friend and have a MRI. I called the lead doctor on my case who was a super person and said Harold, I want another MRI run. He said Don, there will be no change in your condition and I know you can't afford the MRI. I respond that I believed him, but this was something I had to do for me. He said OK I'll make the appointment.

On the way over to have my MRI I had this feeling of dread. I was going to waste thousands of dollars that I didn't have and Harold was right in thinking nothing had changed with my tunor. Hell, nothing had been done for or to my tumor so how could it heal? Even as they were preparing me for the MRI my left brain was saying you are just digging a deeper financial hole and this is a waste of money. However, in another part of my mind/brain were the words of sweet Helen. It wasn't what she said, but how she said it. Finally I thought I must trust someone and although Helen looks like a begger she helped me when no one else could. I let them slide me into the machine and just went away in my mind as Helen had taught me to do.

I had to wait two days for the reading of the MRI and on top of that Harold said he wanted to have me come to his office so he could review the MRI with me. This didn't sound good, but off I went. When I went into Dr. Harold's office he asked if I was strong enough to hear some shocking news. I wasn't ready, but I held my head high and said let me have it. He said Don I don't understand, but you no longer have a tumor. I truely couldn't speak a word and I just walked out of the office with the driving thought in my mind that I must tell Helen. Not my wife, not my friend, but Helen. I went directly to her house/office and knocked on her door. After she pulled a little and I kick a little the door opened and there was Helen, but honestly she didn't look the same. She looked beautiful. I ran to her and said Helen the MRI showed that my tumor is gone. She looked at me, gave me a hug and said good work Don. I asked what do you mean good work. I didn't do anything, did I? Helen said we have been working on removing that tumor for the past two months. Didn't you know that she asked. I didn't and I was shocked. I asked Helen where the tumor went and she gave me one of the most powerful answers I have ever heard. She said the tumor went back to where it came from. Of course I had to know where it came from, but Helen said you don't need to understand to be successful and healthy. She was right.