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So, hypnosis. I have been a believer for years. I even have an App. I am petrified of heights. I freeze. Halfway up a rock face in Scotland , on top if the CN Tower in Toronto, general high rise buildings or bridges. 

Bridges. Think Sydney. Well I was only going to be there 36 hours. What else would you do that is iconic apart from the Opera (did that too). Mad really. I was telling Helen and saying I thought I should get hypnosis. I really didn’t know it was one of her many skills, or if I did I had forgotten. We booked a session. 

We had an hours session. With my eyes closed she got me to describe what I was doing. I felt a bit silly at first but then it just flowed, walking up the steps, the blue sky, the blue sea the Opera House. Wow. When I finally opened my eyes in the room with her, I honestly thought the daylight was dull compared to my visualisation of the top of the Bridge in the sunshine in Sydney. 

Helen did me a voice download to listen to daily - leading up to the day. I did. It was lovely to listen to her voice as I travelled round New Zealand on the other side of the world. Exactly that, her words in the download were constantly “as you listen to my voice”. The process involved thinking of a moment I was proud of and using a word to describe it. I chose and odd moment to proud of, the bravery of holding my husband’s hand as he breathed his last breath, my word was ‘privileged’. It brings tears flowing even as I am typing this. I promised him I’d take him everywhere with me and he had been to Sydney for work without me. I was taking him back.

The day dawned. We arrived far too early. It is such a slick operation. They have no room for deviation. As we went through the process, each step I got hotter and my palms were sweating. I breathed, in through the nose out through the mouth thinking ‘privileged’. We walked out, slowly climbing. I breathed. I clung on, looking out not down. Then something amazing happened, I looked down, Helen was in my ears “as you listen to my voice”. I looked around, she was still there. I stopped concentrating on the horizon. I started to talk to my friend. We pointed things out to each other. We  got high, Helen was still in my ears, I looked down at the beautiful blue sea and thought “that’s a big yacht going underneath us”, then “ooh gosh I’m not holding on”. I looked across to Fun Fair on the other side of the water. Steve had taken a selfie, standing there, with the Bridge in the background. I know he would be so proud of me. Right at the top I posed for the photo. That  ‘I am invincible’ pose he did so much when he fixed something. I was skipping and grinning on the way down. Helen was still in my ear.

Sarah (Poole, Dorset)

If you think you can’t - You can!
If you need a bit of help, then ask my dear friend Helen. She will make you invincible too.