Insidious Poison: the power of suggestion

What is a trustworthy source? I don’t know who is that source for you. It could be a parent, a teacher, a good friend, a bank director, a street philosopher with a begging bowl, a writer, even a blogger, you name it.

What about TV, a man in a white lab coat, telling you everything about harmful bacteria, in your mouth or in your toilet, on the floor and in the kitchen.
What about your grandmother telling you to be careful with that fiancée of yours, “see (s)he’s lazy”.
Or your uncle telling you about your husband that he saw in the red light district.
Or that boss of your wife phoning you asking why she didn’t come to work today, and baffled you tell him she left to work, just like every other morning.

The last story I heard while commuting by train. The poor woman was working that day in another department. That boss of her was angry because she didn’t bend to his advances.

The story of uncle equally was not true either. He didn’t wear his glasses that day, and he never liked your husband for that matter.

And even that crazy advice by your grandmother, one week before you were going to marry your beautiful girlfriend, based on nothing at all.

And still, all this is poison!

You would wear your grandma’s spectacles now and then to see whether she might be right anyway.
You would keep an eye on your husband, and track his steps to know what he’d be doing.
What about that husband from the wife who went to work in good faith receiving that horrible phone call?

What about auto-suggestion. How you saw something wrong, interpreted it one way, and kept looking that way for the rest of your life through that earlier self-blinding interpretation.

Is suggestion turning your world upside down too?

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24 thoughts on “Insidious Poison: the power of suggestion

  1. Loved this…

    My grandmother taught me the ‘power of suggestion’ when I was a young girl. We’d work together a lot with different things and she’d show me examples of how to get someone to do something without asking. It was so much fun! I don’t know if she ever shared that with any of the other grandchildren, but it taught me a powerful thing at a young age.

    Just last week a friend posted on facebook about being cozy in bed, one foot out and hanging off the bed, with the right lighting, music, pillow, etc., as she bid us all good nite. So, I posted, ‘watch for the gator, tator’.;..just being me.

    About 10 minutes later just as I was about to turn my own light off, bling goes the text. It read….I cannot believe you just done this to me. It will take me weeks to get over this!

    It’s powerful. Thanks, Granny for the insight.

    • That is an altogether different story and probably even more important. I’m aware that TV is now making publicity for household products on the level of children, since they accompany us often when shopping and have something to say about the things we buy.
      On the other hand, till 25 years ago there was a national ban in my country on broadcasted advertising, and that other extreme was quite deplorable too.

      • interesting.. but subtle pressures surround us. Marketing, parental pressure, peer pressure, cultural pressure. Many with their own interests. It is very hard to determine which is in our interest or theirs.

        • Yes, those words, those comments, looks… get under the skin and fester like a secret sore. Solution, try to avoid poisonous people , situations as much as possible. If not possible, pray for antidote to poison– guidance, signs, the truth. Listen for the truth deep down inside.

  2. Trust in someone is the only prevention for poisonous suggestions about people. If you have trust in the person that will help I think. Maybe some faith too I suppose. Also a good BS detector! lol

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