All of a sudden, my telephone has not stopped ringing from people wanting help with their phobias, fears and confidence building, and I have to be careful how I answer the calls, as these are not unwanted calls I wrote about.
So, today saw me in Central London, working with a client who would not travel on the tube (metro). She also had a fear of escalators.
A phobia is an irrational fear that has got out of hand.
A phobia is a learned reaction to a stimulus or situation that creates an internal response or feeling which is inappropriate to what is happening.
Symptoms can be very varied, from panic attacks, extreme sweating, blushing, fainting, the list goes on.
If something can be learned leading to an irrational phobia or fear, then an alternative better response can be learned, and that better response run to the stimulus or situation.
This learning of a new response can be installed in a very short time, I usually only work with a client once, and for as long it takes for the new response to be installed, two minutes or ten hours.
I do not use an office, I do not have a consulting room with a couch, and I do not usually have clients visit me. I go to my clients, or I meet the client wherever the fear or phobia takes place, a departure lounge of an airport, a swimming pool, open spaces, in a dogs kennel, a hospital or dentists waiting room, wherever is suitable.
I have worked in a swimming pool in Sri Lanka with a lady who I had just met with a fear of spiders, and within minutes we were searching the bushes in the surrounding gardens for spiders.
So there I was in a crowded London street near a London Underground Tube station entrance, surrounded by shoppers, tourists, families and groups of friends unknown to me, with a client who just wanted to be like other people racing about us, getting on with their life.
Unseen by others around us I went to work, we were just two people talking, with me being a little more animated than normal. It was as if we did not exist to people.
After a few minutes, with a smile on her face and happiness in her heart, we entered the tube station, walking down the steps into the ticket hall to buy a ticket, through the barriers to ride the escalator down to the platform.
She tried to get those unwanted feelings of what had been, but they were just not there anymore as we stood waiting for the train along with many more passengers.
We chatted, and watched others not even noticing us, passing through many stations until I got to Waterloo, my stop, when I bid her farewell, never to see her again, as she can now move on in life, do the things she had wanted to do.
Oh I love my job.
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The world is in a big debate as to global warming, are we the human race effecting the warming of our world, the only place we can exist?
Yes we have a space station where less than ten people live for just a few weeks. Yes we have been to the Moon many years ago, but sorry, we are stuck on this round thing floating in space for many, many years to come, there is not room on the space station to house the billions of people if our world fails due to global warming tomorrow.
So we are told that we have to reduce our carbon emissions, use less coal, use less electricity, use the car less to reduce petrol consumption.
The lifestyle of the human race has changed rapidly over the last hundred years, and one of the changes has been how the human roams or move about in the environment.
Before the existence of motorised transportation, people only traveled within a few miles or kilometers of their home, for the average person, to travel more than say ten miles, (16 kilometers), would take a day with meals stops, rest, etc. Now, with cars, we will go and buy a packet of crisps (chips for my American readers), and be back home in half an hour and think nothing of it.
We used to shop, buy our food at the corner shop which was within walking distance, now we go to the large out of town supermarket, maybe ten miles from where we live, and even if we had a day to walk there, we cannot because the supermarket is on a motorway, an autobahn, which does not permit pedestrians, and the shopping would be too heavy to carry back. We need our own transport.
Our jobs, the factories, the offices are located often far from where we live, in central city centers or business parks, we need transport to get to them.
Our entertainment, restaurants, theaters, cinemas are located long distances from where we live.
In the UK as in many countries in the world, we are being told to use the car less, to use public transport, to walk, and this way we use less polluting fuel, and we get healthier.
Being that I drove less than 400 miles last year in my own car, and have done for some years, I have not taxed, licensed, my car to be on the road, so I am car less, I have no transport of my own I can legally use.
So I walk, I use public transport. It is cheaper than paying out for petrol, having to pay to park the car when I get to my destination, and as I am entitled to free public transport in London, it is very much cheaper than driving.
I have a supermarket immediately opposite to where I live, so my daily needs are easy to acquire. The major town center is 15 minutes walk away, so good for my health, and I work from home. I do not need a car.
Until.
Yes, until I have to travel beyond my normal living existence.
My quest to research and look at the Blackburn Buccaneer jet fighter aircraft, took me to visiting the RAF Hendon Museum. That is easy, a quick train journey into London’s Waterloo Railway station, about half an hour, a ten minute transfer to then catch a tube train (metro, underground) to Colindale Underground station about another half an hour, (actually it is on the surface not underground), and a 15 minute walk to the museum. Let us say about one and a half hour journey, a journey by car which would perhaps take half and hour by car door to door.
I was asked to give my services to allow local school pupils to experience what it is like to have job interviews. To get to the school by car would take about ten minutes maximum, but by public transport, I had to take two buses, waiting for over 15 minutes for each one, plus the bus rides took nearly one hour.
Last night I went to a meeting which would take about 20 minutes to drive too, and an exceptional meeting it was, making many new acquaintances, but my journey back took one and a half hours, catching three trains, walking through dark country lanes to a deserted train station, where there was only one train per hour, to change to another train with a 15 minute wait, to change to another train with another 15 minute wait, and then a ten minute walk from my home railway station to home.
Then there was my trip to the wonderful Fleet Air Arm Museum of the British Royal Navy at RNAS Yeovilton. This journey meant that I took a train into London to catch another train back the way I had just come from, for on a two hour journey to Yeovilton Junction railway station. I relaxed and read, watched the changing countryside, having no stresses of driving a car.
On reaching Yeovilton Junction railway station I asked how I could reach the Fleet Air Arm Museum, and was told there was just one bus a day, but that left the station at 10:30 am, goes to the museum site, I expect through the villages, and leaves the museum to return to the station at 1:30 pm.
Um. That is useful as it was mid day when I arrived, and I did want to see more than the front door of the museum before I took the bus back again.
The only other options were walking, well it was ten miles away I was told, so I could do it if I walked fast only to see the “Closed for the Day” sign being put up, or I could take a taxi.
I took a taxi. Nice and quick, but £22 each way.
I am trying to do my little bit for the environment, replacing my light bulbs with low energy bulbs, (see Energy Saving Lights, becoming environmentaly friendly ), switching off electrical equipment when not in use, not having the heating on as much as required or set at a lower temperature, using public transport, but I am paying the price of convenience, of my time, of being at the mercy of a train driver, a bus driver or a taxi driver.
Have they turn-up for work that day?
Is there going to be the train, bus or taxi?
Have they taken an extra five minute break meaning that I miss my next connection?
Are there going to be engineering works, closing the rail network?
What are the timetable changes for evening and night time travel, they could be every hour instead of every 15 minutes because there is little demand in the evenings?
We have to start somewhere to stop global climate change. The infrastructure has to be set-up, the extra modes of public transport put in place so that people have a way of moving about no matter what time of the day or year it is, and the organisers of events also have to do think about people doing their little bit to save the planet by using public transport.
I will keep my state, for my NLP’ers, Mustafa, Fred or Antonio, to tell that little voice in my head to shut up and stop complaining, and to relax and enjoy downtime sometimes sitting on a slow bus or train, and stop being a grumpy old man.
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Old friends
Still traveling to Italy to give courses, it is always great to see old faces, friends I have made on previous courses, and yes I can call them friends, as we seem to make a bond.
One such person is Donatella Fazzino, a lovely girl, whom I have met many times on NLP courses and PhotoReading and Mind Maps, her smiling face, her eagerness to learn, and her friendship was a joy for me.
Oh and Donatella, your driving was not that bad.
Donatella Fazzino and Phillip Holt Milan 2010
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The power is with me
I have a day off today in Rome, the airmen I am training have their senior officer visiting their base, so I am catching-up on my work and emails.
I had just finished replying to an email, and just about to hit “send”, when I receive a text message from the person.
I then sent an email message to a person who had been negotiating with me to provide courses for them, but I had not heard from for two months,saying, if they did not wish to proceed, please let me know as I have other people wishing to work with me, and within five minutes, my telephone rang, and one of these people was asking me to go to their country to give my courses.
Oh Poo Poo, I really must have the power I talk so much about, telepathy, the power to transmit my thoughts.
I had been to the Penang Adventist Hospital the previous day for a CT Scan on my heart. Now it was time to collect the results.
So, I give you my heart.
The heart of Phillip Holt seen from the front view
CT Scan stands for (CT) or Computerized Axial Tomography(CAT).
The 64-slice CT scan imaging method, produces a series of pictures, only two of mine is shown above and below out of hundreds, that are then reconstructed by using computer into cross-sectional views. Then doctors can view parts of the body they were never able to see before. The GE LightSpeed VCT Scanner (64-slice) installed in the Penang Adventist Hospital can capture this information in about 5 seconds. the system creating 64 credit card-thin images, totaling 40 millimeters of anatomical coverage. These images are combined to form a 3D (three-dimensional) view of the patient’s heart or other selected part of the body, for the doctors to view and analyze.
The images are captured onto a computer, which the doctors can now store in a databank, disc or CD for future viewing and reference, and for me to keep and to take back to Dr Tan and my own doctor in the UK for a diagnosis.
They did not make sense to me, but I made a visit to Queensbay Shopping Mall, and the Borders (MY) bookshop, and a book presented itself to me, The South Beach Heart Heath Revolution, by Arthur Agatston, M.D.
Firstly let me explain what was in the report, not the actual report but the pictures which were captured of my heart, perhaps this will help you understand your heart.
At the top of the above picture showing my heart is the main aorta leading from the heart
There are four main chambers to the heart, the upper two chambers are the left and right atrium, and the lower two chambers are the left and right ventricles. The atrias supply blood to the ventricles, whilst the right ventricle pumps the blood into the lungs, and the left ventricle pumps blood into the blood circulation system (systemic circulation) through the aorta for the rest of the body.
So, the oxygen poor blood enters the right atrium and is the pumped into the right ventricle, from there through the pulmonary artery to the lungs. In the lungs, the blood is enriched with oxygen, and the carbon dioxide removed. This newly oxygenated blood is now sent by the pulmonary veins to the left atrium then to the main pump the left ventricle.
Various one way valves are in the heart, thus allowing one directional flow of blood.
Stay with me, I know you will find this interesting and could one day save your life.
As blood enters the aorta artery, the light coloured tube at the top of my heart above. it is directed to coronary arteries, these look like roots of a plant in the picture above surrounding the heart and these supply the heart with blood and oxygen.
A heart attack occurs when one of these arteries is blocked for more than twenty minutes, thus depriving that part of the heart on blood and oxygen, so that part dies. Should sufficient amount of heart muscle die, then there will be insufficient pressure to supply the body and this will result in heart failure, it could also mean that the lungs cannot send the oxygenated blood out, making breathing difficult.
The heart of Phillip Holt seen from another angle showing the (LAD) or
left anterior descending, with the stent shown in white. Further problems shown
in the first diagonal, plagues, again showing in white
The above picture shows the left coronary artery with the stent I had inserted three years ago shown as two white lines, and with a branch coming off known as the first diagonal, showing more problems, plaques, again shown in white.
There are many more pictures in the whole CT Scan, showing the whole of my heart, and I wanted to share the above with you to give an insight to the human body normally unseen. I am not giving a diagnosis on my own body as I am not medically trained.
Until I had my wake-up call in Antalya, I was I considered, a relatively healthy person, yes overweight, somewhat unfit, but I knew of nothing unduly wrong with me, apart from sweating to much and a few aches and pains, just that I was like my old RX7 car, needing a little care and attention.
Do you know if there are problems in your body?
I will next tell you about the bookThe South Beach Heart Heath Revolution, by Arthur Agatston, M.D.
My articles may help you, to look at your lifestyle, your own body, and if it does, I have done my job.
So, now I know more about Light in our life, Energy Saving Lamps, LED’s and incandescent light bulbs , and Energy Saving Lights, becoming environmentally friendly, but not everything. But really, do you really need to know everything to exist, to live, to work?.
Then you know how thinks start to connect? Well they started to connect for me, I needed more information.
In the blog Synchronicity, I found another lost friend I mentioned that I came across three books, they jumped out at me as I walked round Borders (MY) bookshop.
One of the three books I was drawn to is The Men Who Stare Ar Goats by Jon Ronson. I had seen the trailers to the film based upon the book staring George Clooney, Jeff Bridges, Ewan McGregor, Kevin Spacey and Goat.
The Men Who Stare At Goats is supposed to be a true story about what happened when a small group of men – highly placed in the U.S. Military, Government, and Intelligence Services – begin believing in very strange things.
During my journey of acquiring knowledge and becoming an International Trainer and speaker, I have met, been taught by and learned from many talented, influential, initiative, amazing people, people who believe and do strange things.
One of these people was Joseph McMoneagle, a military man, who after a near death experience in Germany in 1970, found himself with extra-sensory perception, to be able to collect information on remote targets, to Remote View.
The Men Who Stare At Goats, is an investigation by Jon Ronson in how the American agencies started with ideas from Lieutenant Colonel Jim Channon to employ new ways of cunning to win wars and the minds of the enemy.
I started reading the book thinking this is just fiction based on facts, as Ronson writes in an easy first person point of view from the interviews he undertook. It is not an academic or heavy work, and my interest grew, I could not put the book down.
I have read perhaps a dozen books on Remote Viewing, (only a small part of Ronson’s book is about RV), spent time with Joe McMoneagle learning Remote Viewing, been filmed and tested by a TV crew and by a specialized department from Northampton University (UK) undertaking a Remote Viewing target, so I knew some of the story of the Stargate Project, and the various other names given to the Remote Viewing program.
Ronson makes light of some of the activities the American military and other agencies were doing, it seemed only looking at the complete failures of projects undertaken, of how people involved in the projects were deserved by others. An example given was that it was purported that a photograph was taken of the approaching Hale-Bopp comet being paced by a companion object. This was seen by psychic spies Prudence Calabrese and Dr. Courtney Brown as a Martian space craft. This belief was broadcast by Art Bell on his nationwide radio program over a period of time, and it is said led to the deaths of thirty-nine people, including their leader Marshall Applewhite, Heaven’s Gate, who committed suicide, thinking that they would be taken on a ride of the companion object to Hale-Bopp to a higher level of human existence.
He seems to make light of the said ability to “down” a goat or hamsters, simply by staring at them by such people as Guy Savelli.
Throughout my readings and study of Remote Viewing, some of the names given in The Men Who Stare At Goats I had never come across, but then Ronson writes about Joe McMoneagle, Ed Dames, Ingo Swann, these people I did know about. I learned more, I did not know that it was Ed Dames blowing the whistle, telling the world about the existence of the secret psychic Remote Viewers, that allowed the other members of the project to go public, and for me to meet Joseph McMoneagle.
But in the book The Men Who Stare At Goats, Ronson states that McMoneagle’s gifts apparently manifested itself after he fell out of a helicopter in Vietnam. But I distinctly remember Joseph capturing my imagination as he told his story, and as told in his book Mind Trek, (page 28 et al), of his near death experience in a restaurant in Braunau am Inn, Austria, leaving his body and watching as they worked on his body, loaded it into an automobile, to be raced across the Germany border to a hospital to be resuscitated.
Who am I to believe? Joseph McMoneagle’s own mouth and his book, or Jon Ronson? Am I to believe the other facts Ronson lays out in his book?
It was not until I read the whole book, The Men Who Stare At Goats, that a new picture begins to emerge of what is happening in our world. Strange things. Unbelievable things. Things that have happened and are happening in Iraq, Afghanistan, Panama etc. Things that can be achieved just by using thoughts, the mind.
Is what is in Ronson’s book the truth, facts? I have an open mind, especially as I have met and learned from people in that book. I have met, seen and learned from the bio-energy healer Seka Nikolic, author of the book ‘You Can Heal Yourself‘, who I have seen move people at a distance by pure thoughts.
I myself have and do some strange things, but that is another story.
It is when we look below the surface, look for more facts, how things are done that we understand. It is those that do not look deeper, see things at the surface level, that dismiss strange things as stage magic, slight of hand, misdirection, delusion, fantasy who will be the losers. Ronson supplies this information in his book, but there is so much more to know.
Joe McMoneagle said that psychic spying, remote viewing, downing a goat with a stare is not 100% successful, and some people are better at it than others. But, if the results are better than 50/50, or chance, statistically there must be something in what The Men That Stare At Goats do. As General Stubblebine, who did much to promote “cunning” ways believes, everybody has the ability.
Sometimes it is good to know how an Energy Saving Lamp works.
Let me continue on from Light in our life, Energy Saving Lamps, LED’s and incandescent light bulbs.
The filament type or incandescent light bulbs in the house in Bukit Mertajam, Malaysia, keep on blowing or failing. This is perhaps as they are cheap and low quality, and we have many bulbs in each light fitting. It is a constant battle to replace bulbs.
Each bulb is 40 Watts, so in the photograph below, there are 13 bulbs, equaling 520 Watts of power consumption. Lowering that by 80% by fitting Energy Saving Lamps would be quite a saving in energy consumption and money spent on electricity. OK, there is the initial outlay to purchase the Energy Saving Lamps.
In one room, three light fittings in BM house,
two ceiling each with 6 bulbs
one wall light with one bulb.
520 watts.
As an experiment I decided to replace one ceiling light unit of six bulbs with Energy Saving Lamps. Each Energy Saving Lamp being 9 Watts, equivalent to 40 Watts in the incandescent light bulb, that is the same amount of light.
Once fitting new lamps, the change in the light was amazing. Pure white light, daylight, compared to the old filament lights which gave a yellow tinge to the light.
Then I noticed that two of the Energy Saving Lamps appeared much dimmer than the other four. Looking into why, thinking I must have purchased different Wattage lamps, I found that there are two types of Energy Saving Lamps, “Daylight” and “Warmwhite”.
Now that is something I did not know existed, two types of lamp. Look at the lables next time.
As I tested the lamps by switching them on and of, why I do that I have no idea, there was a load bang, and the trip switch on the main power supply to the house triggered, and the lights went out.
Investigating I found that one lamp had failed.
Oh Poo Poo. Buy cheap and you get cheap.
In the longterm, is it wise to by cheap, as the product never lasts long?
As I removed the failed lamp it fell apart, revealing the electronics inside.
Wow, it amazed me how many components were there. No wonder the lamps cost so much.
The internal components of an Energy Saving Lamp
That made me think.
How much energy has there been expended to manufacture the circuit board, each individual component?
How much manpower with its’ associated power consumption was used to put the circuit board together?
I realised how little I knew about the workings of a Energy Saving Lamp.
And that got me thinking about other things to follow.
Um? I wonder if we go through life like that, only looking at the finished product, the outer skin, not knowing how it works, what makes it do what it does?
In his book Synchronicity, Joseph Jaworski tells his story, his journey of life, and he describes the coincidences that occurred for example meeting and marrying his wife, how things are actually connected, or as C.G. Jung’s book title says, “Synchronicity, An Acausal Connecting Principle“.
Synchronicity is defined as a meaningful coincidence of two or more events, where something other than the probability of chance is involved. (Jung – Synchronicity, An Acausal Connecting Principle).
I had to return to the Penang Adventist Hospital to pick-up my results from a CT Scan and on the return journey home, we diverted to a new shopping complex on the island of Penang, the Queensbay Shopping Mall, the largest and best in Penang giving wonderful views to Penang’s Bridge. (click for other views)
Penang Bridge in the far distance (Jambatan Pulau Pinang in Malay), among the longest bridges in the World.
Parking the car in the open air potholed earthen car park, it was a joy to walk into a modern cool air conditioned complex and the first shop that caught my eye was Borders (MY). My favourite bookshop in the UK which had closed down just before Christmas, here in Penang, Borders (MY) are very much in business.
Borders book shop
Queensbay Mall, Penang
I am sorry, but I had to visit the store. The set-up, the layout, the whole shop had the same atmosphere as those that had closed the doors only a month ago in the UK.
It was like meeting a long lost friend, I was excited, overjoyed, like a child in a toy shop.
Wondering around the bookshelves I felt at home, the sections were the same, and I kept my eyes open for anything of interest, especially for books published by Prion, who bring together books of a nostalgic literature, Biggles, Sherlock Holmes, King Solomons Mines, books I should have read when I was a boy.
It was like putting on my favourite pair of shoes.
I did not find any books by Prion, but out of the whole shop of Borders (MY), three books jumped out at me from the book shelves, I was drawn to them. It was as if a hand from above had led me to these books above any other books in the shop, they caught my eye, they stood out. They did not have any eye catching features, they were just books, but they had something special for me.
Was I using Phillip’s Sausage? I wonder?
Why was I drawn to one book in particular?
This book may save my life. This book has given me a deeper understanding of a subject that I will write about soon, enough knowledge that I can talk with the experts, to be able discuss the subject, and, understand what they are talking about.
Thank goodness for PhotoReading.
Synchronicity happens to me all the time. Why was I to go to the Queensbay Shopping Mall? Why was I sitting in the waiting room in the Penang Adventist Hospital? Why did the Doctor in Gaziantep with Bells Palsy attend my NLP course and after 32 years of zero (0) movement in one side of her face now have 80% muscle movement and control?
As Jaworski says, “the world is not fragmented but fundamentally connected”. We should open our eyes and awareness to see the world as one of relatedness, of interconnections, and not as individuality, as separate thingness.
With perhaps sixty participants on the Society of NLP Master Practitioner course in Milano it was a great weekend for me to train the people in my style Sub Modalities, suppressing the critical voice and future pacing.
I love working with large groups, there is a different dynamic, and it is really interesting to watch the participants in how they receive my information, how they accept or reject what I am saying, and how participants try to influence others and how others are influenced.
I find it easier to train large groups, the larger the better. When there are just a few people participating, individual personalities, rise to the surface and can influence the outcome of the course, whereas in a large group, these strong personalities become subdued.
Some participants perhaps do not like being in a large course, rather having a near one-to-one training experience, but as long as I can get the participants to stretch their comfort zone, working on exercises with different partners, they will have a better experience and learn more.
Yes I had to adapt to a training session I did not expect, but I know the participants left on Sunday afternoon having gone to a deeper level of NLP than they expected. And yes, there is a reason I tell a story about Singapore and my mother.
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It is good to be adaptable
It is good to be adaptable, especially when training, and that is what I am happy in doing, to arise to the occasion when circumstances require change.
As part of the training team, or guest trainer with NLPItaly, I am asked to give weekend training and asked to cover certain elements of NLP for the participants, so mostly I know what I am doing. This was so this weekend, I had prepared my work with handouts on my one and only day back in the UK.
I met on my walk to the Hilton Hotel a fellow trainer who informed me of the plans for the week end. It had changed, everyone else knew except me.
Still that is the fun of training, here’s to a great weekend for everyone where ever you may be.