<speak> \Pau=10000\
<speak> In a moment %name% I'm going to ask you to imagine certain things...
<speak> but it doesn't matter if you find you can't imagine all the things I'm asking you to.
<speak> You might even find your mind wandering quite a bit... so that my voice just fades into the background...
<speak> but that doesn't matter either
<speak> the sound of my voice is going to continue to relax you... and it really doesn't matter if you don't hear a word I say...
<speak> because very soon now... you are going to be more relaxed than you have ever known...
<speak> imagine yourself standing on the very top of a green hill on a tropical island...
<speak> you can feel the warmth of the sun... on your head and shoulders... and can see the long grasses around you moving slightly in the gentlest of breezes.
<speak> when you look down the hill you can see a narrow... winding path... that disappears into a small forest..
<speak> and beyond the forest you can see the ocean...
<speak> with sunlight from the clearest of blue skies glancing off the tops of the waves in the bay...
<speak> so that the whole ocean seems to shimmer and sparkle...
<speak> you begin to move lazily... and easily... down the path...
<speak> with the ferns and grasses brushing gently against your legs as you pass...
<speak> and you just catch the faint smell of salt borne in on the breeze...
<speak> and become aware of the distant sound of the ocean on the shore...
<speak> maybe hear seabirds calling faintly... from a long way off...
<speak> you marvel at the deep sense of calmness...and tranquillity... that sweeps over you...
<speak> as you move on down... and down... towards the forest...
<speak> moving so easily... so effortlessly...
<speak> you feel almost as though you're floating on air...
<speak> and in no time at all you find yourself drifting through the trees
<speak> their leaves closing overhead to form a canopy...
<speak> their branches making an irregular pattern against the clear blue of the sky...
<speak> It's pleasantly cool in the forest and the gentle sound of birds singing...
<speak> echoing faintly... and the scent of the trees and undergrowth relaxes you still further...
<speak> as you move easily into the inviting depths... becoming lazier... and lazier... with each step you take...
<speak> You can hear a stream somewhere... its gurgling sound gradually mingling with the sound of the ocean...
<speak> as you follow the winding path down... and down... towards the beach that you know is in front of you
<speak> weaving through the trees... and brushing aside the occasional piece of foliage...
<speak> until... quite suddenly... you feel the warmth of the sun on your head and shoulders again
<speak> and you find yourself on a beautiful deserted beach...
<speak> a beautiful golden shore line sweeping away in a gentle curve in front of you
<speak> to a distant point... where the trees seem to come right down to the shoreline
<speak> so that their branches actually seem to overhang the ocean itself...
<speak> you can feel the sand warm between your toes... as you stroll lazily across the broad beach to the water's edge...
<speak> the sand becomes a darker golden colour when you get there
<speak> and you enjoy the change to a moist... firm coolness... beneath your feet as you wander along the shore
<speak> leaving a lazy trail of footprints in the sand behind you...
<speak> every so often a larger than usual wave sends rivulets of water foaming around your feet...
<speak> and as they recede... you notice how the sand is washed away from tiny coloured pebbles
<speak> glinting like jewels in the sun...
<speak> the smell of the ocean...
<speak> the sunlight on the waves...
<speak> the sound of the water hissing over the sand...
<speak> all these things seem to create a sense of timelessness for some unknown reason...
<speak> and you find yourself a comfortable position...
<speak> a grassy hollow maybe...
<speak> to just sit and gaze out across the rolling depths to the horizon...
<speak> trickling warm... golden sand... idly through your fingers...
<speak> there's a faint haze which makes it difficult for you to see exactly where the sky stops and the ocean starts...
<speak> and as you try to fathom it out... you see a small white cloud appear from somewhere near the horizon...
<speak> it comes towards the island quite quickly... growing larger as it approaches...
<speak> until it's immediately overhead...
<speak> the largest... fluffiest... whitest cloud you can ever remember...
<speak> And you somehow know... just by instinct...
<speak> that you can let all your worries... all your cares... all your fears...
<speak> just drift up towards this large white cloud...
<speak> you can actually see them drifting away from you in a long slow spiral...
<speak> maybe like smoke from a bonfire...
<speak> just spiralling away from you towards this large white cloud...
<speak> the cloud absorbs all your worries into itself...
<speak> swallowing up all your fears and anxieties... and becoming steadily darker all the time
<speak> until... just as it reaches its darkest... just as the last part of that spiral of your worries and cares disappears inside it...
<speak> the sun bursts through...
<speak> dispelling every one of your worries... every one of your fears and anxieties...
<speak> to the edges of the universe...
<speak> leaving you totally relaxed and perfectly at ease with yourself...
<speak> without a single care in the world...
<speak> and now... all your troubles and cares having floated away from you...
<speak> you settle yourself down into a comfortable position... and just drift off into a deep and relaxing sleep...
<speak> and while you sleep... you have a dream...
<speak> You dream you're walking down a long corridor... stretching away in front of you in a long gentle curve...
<speak> so long that you can't actually see the end of it...
<speak> but you know that this corridor is in the very depths of your subconscious mind...
<speak> in the part of your mind that knows just what to do... and just how to do it...
<speak> and as you begin to move along this beautiful corridor...
<speak> becoming even more relaxed... even more lazy...
<speak> you realise that time and space are beginning to lose their meaning...
<speak> and slowly the walls of the corridor seem to dissolve... leaving you in a large room...
<speak> the room is full of a gentle golden light... that relaxes you still further...
<speak> and you suddenly realise... with a surge of inspiration and pleasure...
<speak> that what you once saw as limits... are merely stepping stones to greater success...
<speak> it suddenly dawns on you... with a surge of joy and anticipation...
<speak> that what once seemed to you to be the limits of your personality...
<speak> of your skills and abilities... are nothing more than stepping stones to even greater success...
<speak> one wall of this room is like a huge television screen... with words and images flashing across it too fast for you to see...
<speak> and you realise that this is information being transmitted to different parts of your mind and body...
<speak> and you use your mind to will it to stop and as you do so... the screen clears and the word... ready...
<speak> appears in large flashing letters...
<speak> And now %name% your mind is prepared and receptive to everything I am going to say to you...
<speak> and everything I say will be accepted... and acted upon... by your subconscious...
<speak> it will have a steadily increasing effect upon the way you think... the way you feel... and the way you behave... over the coming days... weeks... and months...