I don’t believe in cravings.
Yup. You read that right. I simply don’t.
What kind of a smoker would say that, I hear you cry?
The kind who has seen through the lies and deceits perpetrated on his poor brain by that most devious of opponents.
The Nicotine Brigade.
It took me thirty years to work it out. To slip free of their bonds just long enough to realize, with joyous clarity, that the whole process of smoking was a con trick.
From the very start. Beginning with the very first cigarette
THAT was when the seeds of doubt were planted in my unsuspecting mind. The idea that I couldn’t live without nicotine.
And the illusion of cravings if I didn’t light up.
I say illusion, because that is precisely what it is. And, as every stage magician knows, the secret to the trick is DIVERSION.
When you quit smoking – even for a few hours – you begin to deprive the Nicotine Brigade of their greatest asset.
And the physical feeling you experience – a kind of mild discomfort, a feeling of want, nothing more – is really THEIR discomfort as their influence over you begins to wane. So, they try to divert your consciousness away from their plight. They send existing, fast declining molecules around your body in a last gasp effort, (quite literally), to distract your resolve long enough to light up, inhale, and replenish their strength, and their hold over you.
The trick is to recognize this distraction for exactly what it is. We may call it a craving – our brain may, momentarily, be fooled into believing it actually IS a craving, but it isn’t.
It’s a sign that they are losing. A sign that they are dying.
It’s a good thing!
Embrace the feeling! Like any illusion, it only lasts for seconds. As it happens, use the rule of three.
Breathe in slowly for three seconds. Hold your breath for three seconds. Then exhale for three seconds, while at the same time imagining – no – feeling them being ejected, unceremoniously, from your body and soul.