Induction: Fog
Gentle induction focused around a fog metaphor. Includes a safety, and an awakener at the end. Reinforces the same ‘sleep’ trigger. Enjoy!
I’ve often found that trance feels like fog: the slow kind, that you don’t even realize is happening for a while - until suddenly you notice how thick it is and you’re not sure how you didn’t notice it before or how long it’s been happening, and then it just grows thicker and it’s harder and harder to see anything until your mind is just fogginess and nothing else.
It starts out as just a light haze of confusion, usually. This feeling that something is happening, but you’re not really sure what or how. Everything is just fading, a little - every thought a little more difficult to make out through the haze. But you can still think (you think), it’s just... hard to pin down exactly what’s happening.
Little tendrils of mist start creeping in, then, covering certain thoughts a little more than others. Anything about critical thinking, doubting, resisting... they all just fade away into the mist for a while. You don’t need them right now. Only the most important parts stay with you, the ones that tell you if you need to come out of trance and keep you safe. And those are important, so you focus on keeping them with you, but if you hold onto them you can’t hold onto anything else and it’s getting harder to find your other thoughts...
You notice when the fog starts to thicken, more opaque with every word you read. But that’s okay, isn’t it? Because you don’t really want to think, right now, you just want to relax into that deep fuzzy feeling. It’s getting harder to think, easier to fuzz. Easier to sleep.
Your mind is filled with such a thick fog, now, it’s impossible to access thoughts - you know they’re still there, but you can’t find them. All you find is more fog. More fuzz. More lovely, mindless mist.
Float in the fog, only my words ringing in the silence that surrounds any thick fog. Only able to listen, relax, float, fuzz...
And your mind feels so very fuzzy for me now, doesn’t it? It’s nice, being able to just float and fuzz like that so easily. The fog covers everything: all the bad things and the worries just aren’t reachable right now, and it feels so very relaxing and nice. All you can do is read and fuzz. And every word makes you fuzz more, and and it feels so good that you just want to keep reading, keep getting foggier and foggier for me.
Good, that’s right. You’re so fuzzy now that it almost feels like sleep, doesn’t it? That you can so easily just float deeper and deeper into sleep for me.
It feels so safe, so comfortable like this. All you need to do is read and float into sleep. This fogginess is what I mean when I tell you to sleep: if I or someone you trust tells you to sleep in a situation where it’s safe to do so, your mind will just fill up with fog until you can’t really think anymore, only fuzz. And it’ll always get easier, you know that? Every time you sleep it gets easier and easier to just fall into that fog for me, because you know how relaxing and safe and wonderful it feels.
And you can always come back to this fuzzy state, if you want to. You can just let your thoughts fade away into the fog for a while, and rest inside of it for as long as you need. It’s always there, a safe place if you need it.
You’re doing so well, fuzzed over so nicely for me. I love that you’re willing to do this, to trust me with your mind like you are. I want you to feel the fog warm, and feel a growing happiness, because you deserve to be rewarded for your trust.
As the happiness grows, you realise that the warmth is starting to slowly evaporate the fog away. But that’s okay, because the happiness will stay with you, and you know that you can always come back.
For now, watch as the fog fades around you, thinning and letting you start to see your thoughts again. As I count up, the fog will fade but the happiness will grow, until you’re awake and aware and happy for me.
1. Watching the fog thin, starting to gain awareness of your surroundings.
2. The fuzz slowly receding, leaving a warm contented feeling behind.
3. More of a mist than a fog now, thoughts starting to become easier.
4. Only a light haze now, feeling blissful and awake.
5. Wake.
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As always, I hope you enjoyed! This was a gentler one, as the last two have been a bit... intense. Any and all feedback is greatly appreciated - did the metaphor work for you? How fuzzy / thoughtless did you get by the end? Did you prefer this and the first few, or the more intense stuff (like Bound and Pleasure)?