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Boswellian hypnosis
Take a comfortable sitting position and breathe calmly and evenly. Ignore the pyramid, it is excessive, boundless and colossal. Just send away annoying noises. Pay no attention to the price, thoughts come and go. You are exclusively here - at this very moment. Her shoulders are allowed to hang, her body is pleasantly heavy and flowing warm. You're all calm.
You now breathe a fresh, acidic hesperidic and at the same time sweet waxy scent. You see ripe opulent oranges melting in hot golden beeswax, a polaroid mind photograph of cranberries in laurel leaves? Suit yourself. Thoughts come and go.
As you slowly glide deeper and deeper, you perceive noble woods, harsh and sweeter resins and spices, accompanied by increasingly foggy soft, multi-layered incense, his veils blaze in sublime blaze, his waves splendidly burn, lay like finest brown sand over the wounds of your soul. Let the resin of the boswellia tree unfold its psychoactive effect, let yourself fall, the incense will stimulate your brain, calm you down, let the black dog that rages through the arid desert fall silent, let him sleep tame under the knotty bark, the drying resin drop. Do you feel the deep silence, the perfectly even surface of the creamy balsamic amber lake in the distance? The incense will accompany us there, like resinous dew through fragments of lambent vanilla haze, becoming denser like a cloud covering the lake in the face of the approaching night. Stay there. Don't wake up.
In eight to ten hours I will count backwards, then you will open your eyes and feel completely relaxed and recovered. You can perform this hypnosis on your own throughout the year, and you are happy to take your fellow human beings with you, at least at the beginning of the exercise.
You now breathe a fresh, acidic hesperidic and at the same time sweet waxy scent. You see ripe opulent oranges melting in hot golden beeswax, a polaroid mind photograph of cranberries in laurel leaves? Suit yourself. Thoughts come and go.
As you slowly glide deeper and deeper, you perceive noble woods, harsh and sweeter resins and spices, accompanied by increasingly foggy soft, multi-layered incense, his veils blaze in sublime blaze, his waves splendidly burn, lay like finest brown sand over the wounds of your soul. Let the resin of the boswellia tree unfold its psychoactive effect, let yourself fall, the incense will stimulate your brain, calm you down, let the black dog that rages through the arid desert fall silent, let him sleep tame under the knotty bark, the drying resin drop. Do you feel the deep silence, the perfectly even surface of the creamy balsamic amber lake in the distance? The incense will accompany us there, like resinous dew through fragments of lambent vanilla haze, becoming denser like a cloud covering the lake in the face of the approaching night. Stay there. Don't wake up.
In eight to ten hours I will count backwards, then you will open your eyes and feel completely relaxed and recovered. You can perform this hypnosis on your own throughout the year, and you are happy to take your fellow human beings with you, at least at the beginning of the exercise.
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