The Transparent Hypnotist

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The temperature read minus three degrees when I first woke. So, I did the only sensible thing and went back to bed. Seriously. Then with loud screeches from a hungry cat, I could not longer put off another cold day in paradise. I had been so proud of myself, not really checking in and commenting on this cold spell the south is enduring. And I really was not going to post about it, but when I went to fill the coffee pot, I realized my morning would shift a bit. I turned the cold metal steel of the kitchen sink in the direction that normally provides me with watery substance. The absence of liquid created a silent hollow, enough to make the head throb in frustrated pain. Let’s try it again, I thought. Maybe I did something wrong. Nope. So, I awoke my partner, thinking that perhaps I had suffered a stroke in the night and had lost the cognitive ability to make coffee. He trudged out of bed and to the sink. It appeared that he used the same water turn-on technique as me. I held my breath thinking perhaps it would be better to have suffered some mental issue so that I could have my morning coffee. Alas, he was unsuccessful. Our pipes froze last night. The cure? Just enough bottled water in the house to make coffee (thank goodness for small miracles).

And so, I sit in bed typing this, my cup of morning goodness at hand, and the pungent odor of twenty-four hours of non-deodorant time. My hair is matted with styling gel and I find myself wishing I had some super human power. No – better. I wish I had magical witchcraft abilities. I would say a few words of poetry and presto - hot water for all. (No, I would not forgo the pleasure of a shower and do away with that task of washing through magic).

According to NPR, I might just qualify as a witch (when I was first learning hypnosis I had a mild idea that when creating hypnosis scripts, I was indeed inducing magic). Granted I am making a leap here - with an NPR story and endowing myself with characteristics ascribed to witchery. Apparently, Lithuania has hired a hypnotist (and maybe a Reiki practitioner), Vilija Lobaciuviene, to help those who are sadly lagging behind in their debt repayments. As far as I know, she does not actually call herself a hypnotist, but a self-styled witch who uses tools such as hypnosis and the bio-energy field to help heal those who have been psychologically, negatively impacted by the economy and debt.

Well, Lithuania, I am impressed!!! And I mean no insult to any practicing witch by remotely comparing myself to such ideas, but hey, we all know about Harry Potter and who has not, just for an instance at least, wish they had a few magic powers available to one’ self?

Hmm maybe Vilija will be as willing a participant to an interview as was Alex Robinson.

Side note: The water is back on!!!

Sources (for the Lithuania stuff, not my water):
WTOP
NPR