Converting the Sheriff
Maid Marian and her men have captured the Sheriff of Nottingham and have been torturing him by ducking him in a lake.
“Please, no more ducking” pleaded the Sheriff. “I’ll do anything you say.
“No that’s all right. I think you have learned your lesson, but if ever you should start behaving wrongly again, then you know what to expect!”
She looked at him intently with those wonderful big, beautiful green eyes of hers.
“You can trust me, I promise.” Replied the Sheriff.
Dusk was falling. The beautiful leader spoke again.
“You can stay at least one night with us, see how we live, and then maybe you would understand us a bit better. I would advise you again trying to run away or escape. There is a wolf pack which roams the forest at night. Hark, I think I can hear them now.”
She put a hand to her ear and there was the howl of wolves. The Sheriff, not used to such things shivered nervously.
“No I wouldn’t risk meeting those.” Said the Sheriff, and Marian knew he meant it.
Maid Marian turned to her most trusted follower, Robin Hood.
“OK Robin, who is doing what tonight?”
“Everything is organised. I am spit roasting a joint of venison from the deer we caught a few days ago. Friar Tuck and Little John are collecting wood. Wilma and Eric are making arrows, Bryan and Charlie are baking some bread to go with the meat and the rest are gamefully employed on this and that.”
She knew she could always rely on him, he would never let her down. She turned back to the Sheriff.
“Come, you had better get dry before you catch a cold. Here is a towel, here is a suit of clean clothes – Lincoln Green, like us. It is the only clothes we have. Do you want them?”
“Yes please” Agreed the Sheriff.
The Sheriff changed behind a tree. Somehow he felt different in the new clothes. It was almost by putting them on he was putting on a new character. He began to feel ashamed of his past deeds. He also started to admire his gorgeous host and her blissfully happy band of followers. He almost wished he could be one himself.
“Come, we had better get you warmed up beside the fire.” She suggested to him, and he obediently followed her to the fire, while Robin was turning the spit with the deer on it. She smiled, thinking how already he seemed willing to do what she said. She sat down with the Sheriff in front of the warm fire. She put on her soft velvety voice again.
“I love looking at the flickering flames in the fire don’t you? So relaxing just sitting here looking at the fire. It is so peaceful and relaxing out here. The country air so pure and healthy. Take a few deep breathes for me and you will see what I mean. That’s right. In like this, hold it, then out all the way. Keep breathing deeply for me and you will soon see what I mean.”
She was delighted that he was staring into the fire and breathing in the way she was telling him to. Considering he was more used to bossing other people around, it was amazing how pliable he was becoming, but there again, he was in a completely different environment. She continued talking to him in her velvety voice.
“Focus your mind on the flames of the fire, notice the flickering and dancing of the flame as the yellows and reds swirl around. How fascinating they are. How you just want to look more and more at the flame while you listen to the sweet sound of my voice. Keep the flame in your mind as you go very gently and very deeply, into a profound state of relaxation. And as the flame flickers and dances, you may notice a halo around the flame – and if you find your mind wandering away from the flame of the fire, just bring it gently back again. All that matters is the flame of the fire and the sound of my voice, as you allow yourself to relax even more. And as you keep the flame of the fire there in your mind, I will count down from 10 to 1. Each number will make you 10 times more comfortable and relaxed than you are now. 10 – 9 – 8 – 7 – 6 – 5 – 4 – 3 – 2 – 1 deeply, deeply relaxed. Zero. You are now very deeply relaxed and each and every suggestion that I make will go deeply into your mind. You love listening to the sound of my voice. You love being with me. You love me. You love my eyes, my hair, everything about me. You will keep thinking of me. You will do exactly as I say. You realise how wrong you have been in the past and you just want to make up for it. You will stop taxing people unfairly and stealing from people. From now on you care deeply what people think and say about you. You want people to love you. You love being loved. You will be a changed man. You will be our friend and you will come and visit us regularly, when you will ask to have one of these little chat with me. You love chatting with me. It will be the highlight of your life. Now just relax a little more and let all the words that I have said sink deeply into to. Let my words repeat themselves again and again inside your head.
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