Street Smart Basic NLP Class Set For June

We have a Basic NLP Certification Class set for five Saturdays in June. See the details in the “Coming Events” page.  Discounts apply for early sign up.


Waking Up From The Illusion

In the original Star Trek series, Kirk and crew beam down to a planet. Strange things begin to happen (as always in Star Trek). Anything a person thinks of suddenly appears. Good, bad, frightening, whatever. Eventually, they find out it is a super advanced recreation park. Nothing is real. Thoughts are simply manifested for recreation.

We share one thing (at least) in common with that planet–nothing is “real.” Not in the Newtonian sense of the word, anyway. In 1904 Max Planck and his buddies begat the discipline that has come to be known as Quantum Physics or Sub-Atomic Physics. Later on Planck got the Nobel prize for physics. Not exactly a slacker.

In his most famous speech, Planck made this blunt statement: “There is no such thing as matter.” What he was telling the world is that what we perceive as “things” is really just a field of energy that is modulated with intelligence. All this and more has been proven in physics labs over and over again.

Newtonian physics is the physics of the illusion. But what is taught in high schools and colleges around our globe? Newtonian physics. I think that has contributed to us being stuck in a world  view that was appropriate 120 years ago.

So, if it is not real, why do we continue to put some much effort into maintaining the illusion. Why do we attach so much importance to it? If what we experience today is not real, then what we experienced as children is not real either. As a species we tend to let our childhood dominate our adult lives. Why?

One reason is the emotion that is attached to our stored memories. No one has ever shown us how to get rid of the emotions. If they are bad emotions, it is to your mind what never taking the garbage out would be to your kitchen!

NLP offers tools to get rid of the emotions that haunt you. In my Basic NLP course, I teach you eight separate tools to help you rid yourself of garbage emotions. (

Isn’t it time to clean the crap out of your mind? None of it is real, anyway. Lighten up!

When Do We Change?

I was watching new version of “The Day The Earth Stood Still.” One of the themes advanced in the movie is that humans only change when on the brink of destruction. That is similar to some of the ideas associated with 12-step programs–“you have to hit rock bottom”, etc.

Maybe that is true for addicts. Maybe it is true in the political arena–look at the insanity surrounding the efforts at health care reform. Some small improvements may come out of it, but for the time being the US will continue its descent into health care oblivion.

But what about at the individual level? Can we change? Do we have to wait until we are at the edge of destruction?

The answer is simple. We can change. Actually, it is pretty easy in most cases. What is missing is the right set of tools and knowing how to use them.

To me, that is the number one benefit of NLP training. It is a powerful set of tools that are easy to use.

Is there something in your life you want to change?

Four Christs & NLP

As an undergraduate, I remember a social-psych professor raving about a book called The Three Christs of Ypsilanti (1964) by Milton Rokeach. Ypsilanti is a small town between Ann Arbor and Detroit on I-94 (that road probably did not exist in ’64). Rokeach was a hot-shot professor at U of M in Ann Arbor. Ypsilanti State Hospital was home of a bunch of people who had been declared insane for one reason or another.

Three of the inmates all claimed to be Jesus Christ. Rokeach got the idea of bringing all three together in a sort of group therpay program. He figured that when confronted with each other’s delusion, it would force them back to reality. Not so. To cut to the chase, the three Christs came together in what amounted to a “mastermind group” to help each other further their delusions along. So much for group therapy.

And before I get hate mail from the psych dudes and dudettes, let me acknowledge that it is a classic. It is well worth reading — and my recollection is that it reads more like a novel than an accademic tome.

Fast forward a decade or so and shift west 2200 miles or so to another mental institution in CA. Here they have only one “Christ” at the moment. Richard Bandler gets called in for a consult–this was the hot-n-heavy times after the Time Magazine cover for the two modest saviors of therapy.

On his first visit, Bandler interviews “Christ” for a few minutes and tells him he will see him later. A few days later, Bandler returns dressed as a blue collar worker. He was wearing a tool belt and dragging two huge boards. When he came into the room, he did not even acknowledge “Christ.” Bandler set about working on the boards and measuring “Christ’s” height and wing span.

Of course, “Christ” is becoming more and more curious and keeps asking questions, which Bandler ignores. Finally, displaying a fair amount of annoyance, Bandler turns to him and says more than asks, “I’m busy. I have to get this done. So you are Jesus Christ, right?”

“Christ” responds, “Yes.”

Bandler says, “Okay, it seems to me we have a destiny awaiting us. You are Jesus Christ. I am a Jew. Easter is just around the corner. I have to get this thing put together to fulfill my part of our destiny.”

At this point, “Christ” decided he was not really Jesus. He was just Joe the Plumber or whatever he had been before being committed. Bandler was more committed to his delusion than he was.

My point is not to poke fun at the mentally ill. When you are working with other people, you can try to force them into your world (group therapy approach) or you can climb inside their world and work from there. That is what you learn to do in NLP. It is a far more effective approach–sanity or lack thereof is not an issue. This principle cuts across all levels of society.

My whole Basic NLP class is available on CDs. It is a great way to learn these skills at your own pace in the privacy of your home, office or car.

“I Was So Drunk I Could Barely Stand Up–And I Was Leaning Against The Bar”

“I Was So Drunk I Could Barely Stand Up – And I Was Leaning Against The Bar”

Booze made my life tolerable. Actually, my life itself was not all that bad, but I despised myself and what I thought I had done. Huge opportunities. Even bigger failures. Rye and corn whiskey numbed the pain.

The saloon was dimly lit even though it was mid-afternoon. The dimmer the better, as far as I was concerned. I just wanted to go numb. But the jackass next to me wasn’t about to leave me alone. He wanted to pick a fight. And I wanted to drink myself to oblivion.

“Squaw man. You are a God Damned squaw man.” he kept saying that over and over.

My skin was white. But the only time I wanted to be around the whites was when I was binging. After the debacle back home, I had rejoined the Cherokee. That was right after the The Trail of Tears. Those that were left of the People were living on the edge of what the whites called the Frontier.

Jackass kept saying it over and over again—he was as drunk as I was. And it was getting to me. Easy to transfer the hate I felt for myself to this idiot next to me.

In this life, I have strong legs, but the upper body could use some work—not much in the way of strength. And I’m right handed. Suddenly, I felt a surge of power in my left arm. Maybe it was 10 times stronger than it is in this life. “My” right arm was useless—think it was from a wound or something. But the left packed a wallop. I hit the SOB as hard as I could. An upper cut to his left chin. He went flying across the room and hit the wall. I took another sip of whiskey.

“Squaw man! Look at me, you bastard!”

I staggered around and faced him. He was upright and had cocked a muzzle-loading pistol. As drunk as he was, it was aimed square at my chest.

“I’ll kill you!” he seethed.

I just stared at him and didn’t say a word. But inside I was praying that he would pull the trigger. Please do it. You have no idea how much I want to die.

But the barkeep had other ideas. He had a club behind the bar, and he knew how to use it. With a crash, it came down across the idiot’s forearm. The gun fired, and I felt this awful pain in my right foot.

The regression ended there.

This was June of 1992, and I was lying on a bed in the Hilton Hotel in Tarrytown, NY. A class mate (in a Dick Sutphen hypnosis training program) had regressed me back to a past life that was impacting my current life. I had visited this Frontier lifetime before, but this was a new chapter. And it explained something that was happening in 1992.

For the last three months, I had lived the life of a cripple. My right foot had developed an excruciating pain that made it almost impossible to walk. I had gone through a series of orthopods finally ending up with the Chief of Foot and Ankle Surgery at Mt Sinai in NYC.

There was nothing wrong with my foot except that I had lost all muscle tension in it. He had me in an extensive PT program three times a week. Up to this point, progress had been minimal. After this regression, my foot rapidly returned to normal. Sixteen years later, the problem has never come back.

So, I could have just been very thankful for this healing and forgotten about my frontier alter ego. But there was a lot of unresolved pain back there. And there was a lot of energy and skill that I could tap into. He had gone on to be involved with the Texas fight for independence. A minor politician, but he had accomplished a lot.

And I have other past lives with pain—and with untapped skills. So do you. Then, the question is how do you wipe out the negative energy and reclaim your power and reclaim your skills from these alter egos?

Turns out, it is far easier than it may seem on the surface or than what some Gurus have told us. That is exactly what we will be doing in the Past Life Parts Party Tele-Class coming up at the end of this month. Click Here Now for details.

Peter O’Dell

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Bagger Vance And The Grade School Softball Game

I had a session with my coach, Lynn, today. She has been helping me with a problem area in my life. There was something related to my business that I should have done but did not do. So, she asked me what I was thinking and feeling when I came up with ways to avoid doing it.

I answered that it was fear. “So, where does the fear come from?” As soon as she said that, a memory flashed across my mind. It was something I had not thought of in years, maybe decades. I was back in the fourth grade. It was lunch time, and we had a softball game going. The school was 1 – 8, so I was probably one of the younger kids playing ball.

I was at third base. The ball came to me, and I knew I needed to throw it to the catcher. So, I made a perfect throw to first base! A teacher was pitching or supervising or something. He started to ridicule me. I was totally humiliated. Right then and there, that 10-year-old kid decided that it was not safe to try new things. The only safety was in avoiding doing anything where I might screw up.

As I sat there running that memory through my mind, the emotion attached to it was overwhelming. Then, I began to flash forward to other times when that little bit of neurology had been activated for one reason or another. Avoid pain, avoid acting–it said. For fifty years that little memory fragment had dictated behavior. It had limited me. It had held me back.

Was it right? Was it true? Was it valid. HELL, no. But that part of me was functioning at the level of a 10-year-old. At that level, it was true. As long as it stayed in my subconscious, as long as it stayed in the dark, it operated automatically. But I could feel it dissolving in the light of day.

And there was another part of me, an older part, that was infuriated with this behavior. That older part raged against this childish belief. And I could see instantly that the rage of that older part of me forced the 10-year-old to rigidly hold onto his belief.  What a perfect system to insure that I would set severe limits for myself!

As I sat there struggling to keep my composure, Lynn and I both knew that something wonderful had just happened. Something shifted. I know my life will never be the same.

Tonight, I went and got that 10-year-old. We spent about 15 minutes cleaning up the trail he had left in my life. The clean up is easy with NLP techniques. Fast, quick, powerful! <;

No wonder I have such a deep identification with The Legend of Bagger Vance. “Your heart is kind, Junah. You have seen the agony of war and you wish never again to harm anything or anyone. So, you choose not to act. As if by that choice, you will cause no harm. This intention is admirable as far as it goes, but it fails to  apprehend the deeper imperative of life. Life is action, Junah. Even choosing not to act, we act. We cannot do otherwise. Therefore, act with vigor!” (From: The Legend of Bagger Vance)

Deep Mind, Some Mind, Never Mind

I was talking to my coach the other day — sure, I have one, doesn’t everyone?  I was telling her of my fascination with the subconscious mind, and how strange it is sometimes. We had been working on a problem that had plagued me for a long time, but until she guided me through some simple exercises, I had never gotten to the root of it. Once I got to the root (via timeline  regression), it was obvious that as a 2-year-old, I had totally misunderstood a conversation my Dad was having with my Mom.

Now, keep in mind this was something that my subconscious had “ranted and raved” about for those 58 intervening years. Unknowingly, I had organized a big chunk of my life around this silly incident. But once the examined in broad daylight by the conscious mind, the subconscious saw the absurdity of it. Basically, the response of the subconscious was something to the effect of “Oh, never mind.” In an instant, I reorganized that whole aspect of my life. Ah, the power of NLP!

Anyway, I was telling my coach how this reminded me of a character from the early days of Saturday Night Live, Emily Latella (Gilda Radner). She would come on the fake news as a citizen presenting an “Op Ed” piece.  She would rant and rave until Chevy Chase or Jane Curtain would turn to her and say something like, “Emily, The Boston Patriots are a football team, not a militia squad.” Emily would go from rage to reflection in a split second, ponder things for a second or two, and then say, “Oh, never mind.”

The web being what it is, I found a couple of clips with Emily in them. They are posted on my web site at Stop by and have a look at them. Some of the best comedy bits ever done on TV, IMHO.

And they give you some real insight into the functioning of the subconscious mind. They also give you an idea of why many of the NLP techniques work so darn fast. It seems like magic, but the truth of the matter is that your subconscious mind is like a character from SNL. (And so is my subconscious, and everyones.) That is why they are posted on the page describing my NLP Class. NLP happens in the real world.

I’m Peter O’Dell, and you are not — it is a gag from SNL — you gray beards will get it, youngsters should look for the DVDs from the early seasons.