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在荷兰和美国留学和工作近9年时间,取得过荷兰埃文斯大学国际象棋冠军。先后师从被已故的最著名催眠大师Milton Erickson誉为世界第一催眠师的Richard Bandler,和拉斯维加斯传奇催眠师Don Specer等人,取得国际认证的催眠治疗师资格。2010年成为IHG国际催眠师协会大众化区主席。 在美国奥兰多取得国际NLP培训师资格,成为中国年轻的NLP培训师。 2010年在著名的拉斯维加斯威尼斯酒店赌场表演催眠, 在美国多次街头催眠,2010年4,5月份完成环欧洲催眠之旅。

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第四站-西班牙巴塞罗那-4月23日  

2010-04-24 06:29:00|  分类: 欧洲催眠之旅 |  标签: |举报 |字号 订阅

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巴塞罗那, 一座永远不会熄灭激情的城市

  

到巴塞罗那已经是凌晨4点了, 天海淅淅沥沥下着零星小雨,让长途旅行的人们感到有内到外的清爽或者对于某些人来说如同洗个热水澡或是冷水澡。途中我们车的司机一直用西班牙语开着不同的玩笑,甚至我们问的问题也玩笑着回答,在我听懂之前那感觉就像不会用筷子的鱼碰上了洗澡不用肥皂的大象一样尴尬,在巴塞罗那北站,大家被要求下车因为司机说"是最后一站”其实他是开玩笑,结果玩笑开得太差,所有人都当真了,我也一样。4点钟的北站还没开门,所有的人都在门外等着。还有人大声的用西班牙语抱怨着,别问我是怎么听懂的,因为我听不懂。

 

于是一位来自阿根廷的帅小伙Mariano更听我解释说, 他在苏黎世时就从没碰到这种问题,一切都按照计划的走。但是现在在意大利,事情完全不一样,只能说意大利人太随意了。 但在他的家乡,不因诺斯爱丽丝,情况和这里很像。司机有意或是无意,善意或是恶意的迟到,早到,或是不到,说的我不停的走神。Mariano是阿根廷的一个演员和歌手,刚在西班牙北部的Sanders和他美女搭档做了一周的表演,然后去苏黎世访友。他马上就要出第一部专辑了。

 

反正在等车的时候,我就给他来了次快速催眠,第一次让他消除旅途疲惫,因为他从巴塞罗那还要坐8个小时车去马德里,感谢该死的火山爆发。第二次我让他的手黏在墙上,拿不下来,效果还不错, 最后我在他潜意识里面加了一些能让他更成功的元素,毕竟我们两个都是刚坐完夜车的。

 

巴塞罗那位于西班牙东北部的地中海岸,地理位置得天独厚,气候宜人,风光旖旎,古迹遍布,素有“伊比利亚半岛的明珠”之称,是西班牙著名的旅游胜地。塞万提斯提到巴塞罗那的时候,说她是“世界上最美丽的城市。”可能是因为她靠近法国,兼有着法国的浪漫和西班牙的热情,让人难以抗拒她的诱惑。

第四站-西班牙巴塞罗那-4月23日 - 催眠大师庭亿 - 催眠大师庭亿的博客

在巴塞罗那北站我想一位戴着“I"的女士问怎么乘地铁。我当时在想问谁呢,人们都不说英语,于是看到了她,既然她说 "I",那我只好恭敬不如从命了。买了张日票后,很快就到了Barcelona Sants也是她的中央火车站,存了行李又在Catalunya酒店梳洗完毕后,第一个景点我去的是sagrada Familia。 这座宏伟的教堂以哥特式其建筑师而闻名,一个亮点是她本应该一个世纪以前就完工,现在仍没完工。而且看样子现在进行的工程比我上次5年前来看的时候还要复杂,真不知道这些意大利建筑师是在建呢还是在拆。按照他们拆的速度估计还要几个世纪。

 

我不是学建筑的,真不知道该怎么描述这座教堂。真的是建筑界的一大奇迹,她的宏伟和壮观可以让人窒息。

对西班牙人来说他们对Sagrada Familia教堂的感觉就是我们对长城的感觉一样。

 第四站-西班牙巴塞罗那-4月23日 - 催眠大师庭亿 - 催眠大师庭亿的博客

离开了教堂,很快我就注意到街上越来越多手持红玫瑰的女的或是夹着书的男的,以及随处可见的买书的人。我当时就很奇怪,觉得西班牙人如此好学而且浪漫,一般这两种素质不太同时出现。后来经一位美女的西班牙女孩解释才得知,今天是巴塞罗那特有情人节,(Diade Sant Jordi),整个城市都沸腾了。巴塞罗那的情人节是有一个美丽故事的。

 

在中古的欧洲,一个名为Montblanc的小镇里,城主和他的女儿受到大家的拥戴。有一天镇外的河边出现了一条身上蓝绿色鳞甲闪闪发光的恶龙,他要求镇上必须每月新月之时奉献出一个纯洁的处女作为食物。因无法抵挡它的武力,镇上的居民只好屈居于他的淫威之下,家庭里很快充满了为死去女儿伤心的哭声。女孩们也几乎嫁给了每一个愿意接受他们的男人,免得沦为巨龙的点心。很快的,城中只剩下城主女儿了。

 

这位刚受洗不久的女子在经过一晚虔诚的祷告后,穿着洁白的衣服前往死亡的约会,全城的民众都聚集在城墙上观看这悲剧性的一幕,突然,一个神秘的骑士出现了,他背着宝剑与恶龙决斗,最后利剑刺入了恶龙的喉咙,刹那间鲜血流到了Montblanc城门边,立刻变成了血红的玫瑰。裘帝救出了女孩,把玫瑰花献给了她。他从此成为了中世纪的人民英雄,后来被天主教廷封为加泰罗尼亚的保护神圣裘帝。加泰罗尼亚政府为了纪念同在423日去世的塞万提斯,把书香文化纳入其中。

 

每年的这天男孩子送给女孩子玫瑰花,女孩子送男孩子书来表达爱意。我能恰巧赶到这天在巴塞罗那真是很巧。
对我来说好的消息是我愿意收到书作为礼物, 坏消息是我不喜欢买玫瑰,因为扎手, 并且我要是收到西班牙语的书也看不懂,拿着还增加负担,扔掉又不礼貌。不管怎么说,反正没人送书给我。

第四站-西班牙巴塞罗那-4月23日 - 催眠大师庭亿 - 催眠大师庭亿的博客

1130我从catalunya站下地铁(也就是市中心)。刚一冒个头就被人海淹没,此时便意识到西班牙确实是大国。从Catalunya到港口,街上全是人和狗。不时碰见站着相拥而温的一对对或坐着拥吻的一双双,或是当着拥吻的一片片。很多西班牙人,我从一个当地的中国小女孩口中得知,认为每个月的14号都是情人节。
这条浪漫的路两边是古老的建筑和商业和中心。还没走到港口,迎面的海风已经夹着海的清香,和湿润,吹到身边,巨大的Mirador de Colom,豁然出现,哥伦布摸样的人手指着远方似乎在说“那边就是美洲,给我杀过去”,当然我想的是山寨版的。

第四站-西班牙巴塞罗那-4月23日 - 催眠大师庭亿 - 催眠大师庭亿的博客

第四站-西班牙巴塞罗那-4月23日 - 催眠大师庭亿 - 催眠大师庭亿的博客

 

在港口桥边的长椅上小憩了1个小时左右, 我开始往回走游览著名的老城区Gotic Quarter.正着迷于古老的城区和现在接到,商业文话和谐统一的美景时,刚巧走到一个教堂前,一位刚做完节目的穿着传统西班牙服装的西班牙女郎邀请我在一台旧的打字机前坐下,她说如果有什么愿望打进去,愿望会实现。于是我便坐下开始打歌颂社会主义的愿望 第四站-西班牙巴塞罗那-4月23日 - 催眠大师庭亿 - 催眠大师庭亿的博客, 每打一个字母伴随着一声类似枪响并有一串串白烟囱连着的长金属管理升起。她又跟我说,明天我的愿望会出现在街头上穿的一串串彩气球的绳子,让我想起小学时开运动会。

第四站-西班牙巴塞罗那-4月23日 - 催眠大师庭亿 - 催眠大师庭亿的博客

 

之后下午的3.4点钟我到了奥林匹克站附近的海滩,享受这并不刺眼的阳光,看着海水的起伏,海鸟对人类的嘲弄,还有几个小女孩和小男孩不停的从海水中捡起对他们来说太大了的石块搬到岸边并垒起城堡。还看到一个30往后四十出头的男人全裸的在海滩上漫步,有时还向行人质疑,并不允许拍照。

 

美好的时光在你享受它的时候总是显得羞涩,在我还没来的及睡觉的时候,已经到了不得不出发的时间。由于法国的铁路罢工刚刚结束和机场的混乱,还得继续我的夜车之旅,考虑到现在欧洲交通混乱情况,起码这样是最稳妥的。

 

 

Barcelona- A colorful city with passion that never dies

 

Arriving in Barcelona at 4o'clock in the morning, it was drizzling a little bit, and makes people who traveled all night feeling refreshed. The entire bus passengers spoke French and the bus chauffeur was making jokes all the time and I just laughed sometimes with them feeling like a copycat that really don't know how to swim but are ask to cook or a pink elephant that is trying to eat with chopstick. What does it mean? I really don't know.

 

Everybody was asked to leave the bus at Barcelona North Station because the bus chauffeur told us it was the last stop, obviously he was too possessed with his joking attitude and there were supposed to be next stop which I should get off-Barcelona Sants.

 

Later I learned from a fellow having same problems in the station Mariano, an actor and singer from Argentina, who told me that he was really surprised when he was in Zurich that everything was so precise, Spain was very much like Argentina, that sometimes things didn’t work as they should. From the conversation I learned that he was working with a very famous play writer in Argentina and that he was sent by the company together with his partner to give a show in Northern Spanish city Sanders for a week. The guy was very charming and he needed to go to Madrid from Barcelona for another 8 hours, and he could not get on a bus until 7 am. He was also about to finish his first CD together with 4 other musicians. So I took the chance to give him an interview, not a lot of people have their own CD's anyway.

 

I also gave the guy a quick induction, first made him feel better and ready for the next travel, see, when doing hypnosis, I always installed something positive to the subjects unconscious. Later I tried something fun and stuck his hand to the wall, which worked though I did think maybe a longer induction or a fractionation would work better, but we were in a hurry.

 

Left Barcelona North, I asked the information to get a day ticket for Barcelona and sooner than you think, you could arrive at the Barcelona Sants station, which I thought was also the central station. After quickly refreshing up myself in Catalunya Hotel and put my luggage into storage, I started the trip of the day.

 

The first stop was Sagrada Familia, the church that had been building for, I didn’t know how many hundreds of years cause when I was here, it was still under construction, but surely enough, it was an attraction that one no should have ever missed. Just like if you missed the breakfast, you would feel the dizziness somewhere in the morning 

"You will see it when you believe it". It is true.

I started to notice the increasing amount of girls and guys carrying roses and the prosperity of book selling in the city, which made me wonder while I was wandering the city: Spanish people really love reading and they are romantic. Then I vetoed myself in the face, cause normally they didn’t exist together, right? Or they were not normal. A pretty nice Spanish girl told me, who ,thank the Santa, spoke reasonable English, that it was Sint Jordi's day today and during today men send roses to women and women give a book to men. The good news was I like receiving books, the bad news was I didn’t want to buy flowers and that the book I could receive was in Spanish, which I could not read although I could pretend, but it was not going to make either or us happen cause you know girls were sensitive to this. Plus, no one was going to give it to me. 

 

Around 11:30 I arrived at the Pl.de Catalunya. The moment I got out, I felt the passion of Spanish people, because there were so many of them! I strolled down the street and couldn't help enjoying the buildings, the culture and the people. Before approaching it, I already smelt the freshness of the sea and felt the wind was getting comfortably stronger and deliciously soothing. At Mirador de Colom there was a statue, on the top of which a big guy, who was supposed to be Columbus point a finger to a distance. As walking passed it, the ocean started showing itself in front of me. This was my second time to be here and I still had the anxious and excitement of the first time to see it. 

 

I spent about 1 hour on the bench looking at the sea, the fish in the water, the disappearing ships, people laughing and birds singing, feeling the moisture fresh water touching the skin and starting drifting away. It was such a good meditation. I used the other half of the day visit the Gotic Quarter and witnessed the greatness of the past and present combination and enjoyed the charm of the squares, hidden corners and buildings older than my grand grand grand father. I was attracted by a beautiful woman wearing traditional Spanish costumes in front of a church in the area. I asked and she answered and I learned that she just finished a show and that it was for the ceremony. I was invited to sit in front of an old looking old style type write to type my wishes. She said it would come true and tomorrow it would be hanged on the strings everywhere over the heads, there were some paper with words on it I noticed, maybe from last year. I sat and typed, with every letter I pushed down, there was this drum like sound and from the metal pipe connected to the type writer; a round white smoke started lift up. Very funny

I spent some late afternoon time on the beach near Ciutadella Vila Olimpica and watched some little children moving rocks from the sea and putting them together. I also saw a man completely naked and walked around, and he didn’t like people taking pictures of him.

 

My bus to Marseille was at 22:00, I returned early just to prepare to spend another night on the bus, which is the safest way to travel now from Spain to France. I just heard that the railway strike ended yesterday in France; otherwise I might not be able to go to Marseille anyway.

 

 

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