I bought some chicken yesterday from a local supermarket deli. Got it home, and opened the packaging. Found THIS! Yikes. Battered and fried feathers.
- I’m not eating feathers.
How repulsive, obviously they lacked the big picture on plucking the chicken before you cook it. If you look up the word “grotesque” in the dictionary, this chicken wing could be there. I didn’t even want to touch this thing, but I had to, to toss it into the garbage can. I’m not eating THAT!! Ick, and yick!
In my Neuro-Linguistic Programming work with clients “ick and yick” can be useful. People come into my office wanting to stop smoking. People come into my office wanting weight loss, which means, behaviorally, eating less to no sweets, pastries, cookies, chocolate, candy of all varieties, brownies, twinkies, donuts, ice cream, sugary sodas, french fries, potato chips and other carb-laden, junky processed foods that pack on the poundage on the body. I can help with that! Ick and yick finds a home.
When I was a kid my mom tried to make me eat liver. It’s a nightmarish recollection. I hate liver. As an adult, I would never choose to eat liver, because it’s horrendously repulsive, in looks, taste, smell, in every way invented. My response to the thought of liver is this: “get it away from me! No way in hell is that thing going into my mouth!” Like that chicken wing yesterday.
With NLP we can take this feeling “get it away from me, ” capture it, and attach it to anything, where it’s useful to do so. We can attach it to chocolate. To cigarettes. To brownies. To anything. If you don’t like it, you’re not going to eat it, or smoke it. This is called “aversion” anchoring. It’s another piece of the work, and it helps! On the flip of away from, I create good feelings that people prefer over cravings, things like calm, happy, joy, satisfied, healthy. Towards something wonderful and away from something disgusting, now we have a propulsion system of change.
I walk the talk, and use the tools for my own success. I took that chicken wing, and captured the revulsion, and now that’s how I feel about chocolate brownies (my former weakness). I’m not buying or eating any brownies today. None. Not interested. I’m not eating any brownies tomorrow, either. Nor the next day. When will I want brownies? Possibly never. And I’m OK with that.
This is called taking control of your life, and it’s a good thing!
Warm Regards,
Connie