
24/05/2025
Dr. Consuelo Casula looked into my eyes.
Not in passing—intently.
We were standing near the food table, noise all around.
But when I approached her again, she gently took me aside. Away from the crowd.
“Now tell me,” she said.
So I did. I told her where I was, what I was working through.
She listened.
And then, calmly, she said:
“Take a deep breath. And say,
‘I’m slow. Can you slow down with me
and just walk me through what is happening with you?’”
She was looking right at me.
And so I did—I slowed down.
And only later did I realize—
she was already slowing me down.
Already guiding me through a process.
Ericksonian hypnosis, in motion.
Not as a technique. But as a way of being.
Sometimes the wisdom is in the smallest shift.
The breath.
The cadence.
The invitation to meet, not manage.
That moment is still moving through me.