Today Iâm thinking about the drop, the moment off a trance trigger when someone falls into trance. Iâm not thinking about the induction, so much, though they have commonalities, but about that instant, the snap of a finger, the utterance of a word, and the response.
And there are so many different responses. Eyes closing. A look becoming a vacant gaze. The slump of the head, the slackening of the jaw, the collapse backward of a seated person, the slight sway of someone upright as their attitude changes.
Itâs easy to get caught up on those. Every so often a gif will go round the hypnotic side of tumblr of someone reaching the drop, and we reblog, because that image, that visual, speaks to us deeply, dominants, submissives, switches and all.
But today Iâve been thinking about the whys and the wherefores, because the visual alone isnât it. Itâs what it has come to symbolise to us. What we associate with us.
(Itâs a conditioned response, in short.)
And it symbolises so many things. Trust. Acceptance. Mutual readiness to play. For a drop, you need a trigger; by and large we visualise the trigger as something used between two people working together steadily, building an understanding. A drop, as opposed to an induction, sets the tone instantly, where an induction might be between experienced partners or people meeting for the first time.Â
So when the drop goes - thatâs it. The session begins, or moves on to a different phase. That wide world of possibilities gigglisgallery was talking about the other day - erotic hypnosis, but that doesnât simply mean moving to the sex acts unless thatâs what youâre in the mood for, there is so much more to do - has just opened up. And at the moment of the drop, the path you take together could lead anywhere in that world, right up until the suggestions begin and everything crystallises.
A drop can come out of nowhere. It can linger over a few seconds, or the head can pitch forward like a stone so fast that you barely have time to register it. And both of those are great.
But when we think about the drop, weâre thinking about the dizzying range of possibilities. Weâre thinking about what we might be made, and weâre thinking about what to make people. And the world, for a brief, shining moment, is our oyster.
