2024 Author: Harry Day | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 15:43
As a psychologist, visiting all sorts of different training courses is not just a necessary and pleasant pastime, but also a pretty needle from at least a twenty-cube syringe, from which it is very difficult to get off. Who will understand the topic, and if not, I will explain. For a long time of study at a university, where they do not teach anything much, you have to run through all sorts of different master classes, long and not very long courses. But still run. And the investment is appropriate. And on the horizon, more and more new topics. Yes, what are interesting. More and more speakers, but with what regalia. And then the moment comes when you realize that you have heard this, and told this, and I know this, but still I go and listen … So to speak, I got hooked, the habit was successfully formed and fixed.
So once, as part of a thematic festival, I had a chance to visit one coach. Oh Christmas tree. What were the comrades. Let's just say, I won't call it a sect, but the missionary sermon is 100%. And the style was consistent. And a coach in the best American traditions, with a slight burr and accent at the beginning of the word - let's broadcast a parapsychological crap. In the hall there was, I think, most of their own, such adherents-associates, who, on command, began to hoot - YES-yeah - that's right. The coach doesn’t vow! The coach says prAvduuuu! And the coach, with all his appearance, let's show what he is capable of - two, three phrases and again hands up: "people - confirm !!!!" And people answered - yes, yes, it was. Let the people here turn to each other, and smile so blissfully, the aunts, especially touched by their importance, began to shed a tear, either from self-pity, or there is nowhere to throw these emotions out. Then everyone began to hold hands and under some chants to meditate intensely, so to speak, to enter the astral plane, to connect with the cosmos in order to draw up energy, so that there would be enough until the next festival. So the saddest thing is that you can share the energy of this fig with. They will not understand at home, they will twist it at the temple, the children will not talk, the cat is fed up in slippers and will wash off, so you have to insight with the same girlfriends. In general, this action reminded me of the Avatar. Only he was filmed in Hollywood. Everything there is beautiful and tasteful, they hold on to the handles, they connect with tails and ask the tree for what they need, and then a pancake you feel like a man with a tambourine. It seems like with a higher education, and not with one, and different specialized courses have been completed, but instead of all this, only a tambourine remains in the hands - to whom to cause rain, and to whom to disperse the PA, and to whom to attract the groom.
This is how we turn from psychologists into shamans-sorcerers.
Eh. This is not an easy job to run around on all sorts of different events.
Take care of yourself, Oksana Levitskaya
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