In the book, Turtles All the Way Down, by Judith DeLozer and John Grinder, I have been reading about “stopping the world”. It’s an NLP technique which teaches you to step into other awarenesses.
And YES, I bought the book because it has the word “Turtle” in the title!
In the book John and Judith give the seminar participants an assignment of “stopping the world.” The participants are to use a buddy system as they learn the method.
As a late mentor liked to say, “the universe has a sense of humor…”
After reading this chapter of the book (which is great, by the way) my husband and I went to play disc golf. It’s a 9 hole course, so we play it twice to get our 18 holes in. Round one went well. I was getting par on almost every hole.
However, on round 2, hole 7, I “stopped the world!”
On hole 7 I hit a tree branch, nothing unusual about that! But as I was about to line up my shot I was hit from behind.
Suddenly I was very aware of a burning sensation near my right shoulder blade and nothing else. It was like I could watch myself in slow motion. My hands were trying to pull my clothing away from my back and I was saying something. Then I noticed buzzing and felt a burning sensation on the top left side of my head. My arms were swinging my disc wildly and my head was moving like I was head banging to a good rock song. My body just kept moving until the buzzing stopped.
Suddenly I was aware of my surroundings again. I was nearly half way back to the tee pad, my hat was in one hand, a disc in the other, and my hair was a mess. Think I even said, “I’ve been hit.”
My husband went the other direction and we walked to the last tee pad. On the way I asked if he got stung? And if he was allergic to stings? Then he handed me my pink disc, which I wasn’t aware was missing.
We played the last hole and went home.
Nothing like a nest of angry bees to “stop the world”! I’m not sure how long I stopped the world, but it felt like a long time. I’m not sure what motions my body went through to avoid getting more stings. Part of me was very focused on not getting stung. It just sounded like I was surrounded!
Funny how awareness changes; I was VERY aware of the 3 places I was stung, but only vaguely aware of the rest of my body. I couldn’t tell you if I walked or ran, what was in the space around me, or how I got there, but I covered some ground!
As my body absorbs the venom and the welts go down, I can reflect on how bees can bee teachers on how to “ stop the world”.
I think I may have skipped a few steps in the process or did them all simultaneously. I’m not really sure bee-cause I was in a heightened state of awareness and didn’t have an experience buddy to guide me, or learning cues set up, like the people in the book.
As we drove home, the Beatles song, Let It Be, began to play in my mind! Not sure why, maybe to distract me from the stings. But then you’d think my mind would give me a song sung by Sting?
May-bee next time I “stop the world” I can have a better experience, like one in the book, and bee more aware of experiencing both states of consciousness.
Jessica L Hanson CHt. LLC