I lived in Byron Bay on two separate occasions in 1997. Firstly, in the winter of that year for around two weeks, and then for another six weeks later in the year. The Byron region would be instrumental for me as I made enormous shifts in conscious awareness and gained a greater understanding of the …
In the mid-1990s, I was moving between Dunedin to the Tasman Valley to work, and in the late summer of 1995, I met someone who would become a mentor to me during the initial phases of my spiritual awakening. James Smith’s greatest gift to me was his sense of humour. This beautiful Maori man was …
Not long ago, I wrote a blog about the New Age being another cul-de-sac for consciousness called, Galactic Saviours and Ascended Masters. Psyops on Humanity. Only You can Save you from what’s Coming, in which I made it clear that if it smells like shit, it generally is. There are a load more places where consciousness …
I had no intention of practicing the CE5 protocols when I went to Wright’s Hill in Karori that Friday night. The plant medicine I had taken had elevated my mood, and I felt buoyant and mischievous as I drove up into the ranges. Arriving at my destination, I got out of my car giggling as …
When the country of my birth, Aotearoa/New Zealand lifted its four week house arrest (to stop everyone getting the flu) in May 2020, I was guided by my work colleague to check out Dr. Steven Greer’s latest documentary, Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind: Contact Has Begun. Dr. Greer’s push for disclosure along with the …
In 2020 the first machinations towards communist Chinese style censorship rippled across the internet. It was met with mainstream everything parroting a narrative that made its job of engaging the amygdala to go into overdrive. The manufactured health crisis has several means to ends, depopulation, transhumanism, creating a hunger games society, and increasing the levels …
Vancouver was a passage in my conscious awakening journey that had enormous rises and dips. On a graph, it would have looked like a rollercoaster ride that would scared me senseless. My highs were Everest high and my lows were Mariana trench in depth. My addictions coupled with the popularity that I had in mid-2001-2002 …
As the unravelling of Entwined had almost come to its bittersweet ending I brought Pablo Wairua into the fold. This young mestizo (I don’t consider that terminology as derogative) man was the embodiment of the traditional Pacific cultures coursing through my veins. My father’s father’s mother was Taranaki Maori and my father’s mother was Samoan, …
A while ago, due to the nature of developing my psychic abilities by healing all that is hidden in my shadow, I had a download that integrated the knowledge that fear was not only the energetic sustenance of lower astral entities and some bottom-feeding interdimensional beings but was also the metaphoric bricks and mortar of …
One of the most hilarious aspects of my conscious awakening has been the experience of understanding that the male characters in my novels Sanctum, Entwined and United are all aspects of my consciousness being expressed across the multiverse. My writing process I imagine is not unique, many writers channel their consciousness existing across the lines …