I had organized a few events about Ireland in Lublin, Krakow and Warsaw beforehand and after I uploaded videos of these events to YouTube, I was contacted by Claire and Denise from the UK.
At the time I was working on projects, seminars and training in real estate and personal finance. My main activities were promotional video production, marketing campaigns and complex online business development.
I was very happy to receive this unexpected invitation, because going to London for a week seemed like an attractive idea.
So I bought the tickets and landed in London on March 15th, two days before St. Patrick’s Day – the patron saint of Ireland. As you probably know, this holiday is celebrated very pompously all over the world, especially in English-speaking countries.
However, a week before the flight I started to feel sick and anxious…After all, I was terrified of flying!
Why? Because a few years earlier I had flown to Greece and we had run into terrible turbulence over Athens. After that flight, I had had enough and was really fed up.
However, I had to fly quite often due to my work in the marketing industry. I’m ashamed to admit that I usually helped myself with alcohol – it was the only solution, and one I practiced for many years.
This time, however, something in me rebelled against this unhealthy crux. I decided that I would never again get drunk before a flight.
I would fight one last battle with my fear of flying. To the death. It was me or him.
I wanted to be free. I decided that I would decide what I did in life, not my emotions.
I started asking friends if they knew of any method that might work for me. I asked pretty much every person I met at the time about their experiences and techniques.
You know that feeling we sometimes get in our lives? The feeling of ultimate determination. Total rebellion. The readiness to do anything.
In the week leading up to my flight to London, I really tried everything: meditation, hypnosis, prayer, talks, visualization, physical exercise and a thought experiment.