Where do the Ideas for the Books I Write come from?

This is a multi-dimensional question for me to answer. Conscious awakening has allowed me to perceive infinite possibilities manifesting on an infinite number of timelines all existing at once. I allow five voices, all different characters to write through me, each observing their interpretation of reality. Harmon Sueno delves into the realms where mythos and truth are the same. Pablo Wairua, heralds …

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The Spool Unwinds, Wait, There’s More…

During my morning meditation, I had a MASSIVE download. The gist of the message was ‘no so fast sucker! there’s more where that information came from and you ain’t seen nothing yet! You want to join the dots on this, then you have to read this…’Elana Freeland, Under an Ionized Sky. ‘ Here’s an introduction of the …

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Imagination as my Sanctuary

I resorted to imagination during my childhood as a means to find joy in the chaos of my family life and the molestation I experienced. I was a fanatical reader as a child, from Dickens to Bronte, Verne to Edgar Rice Burroughs I sought refuge in the fantastical, the supernatural and science fiction. When I …

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When Stars Collide

A deeper understanding of my energetic origins has come through the value of human connection. In this embodiment, we call human life, consciousness uses the lens of the human body to perceive this dense frequency band, interpreting and decoding information. Through our senses we begin can experience much, but through our subtler bodies attached to …

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I hear you LOUD and clear : Part Three

In my experience, part of the spiritual processes of evolving beyond the limitations that are bestowed upon us by our parents, peers, and society comes with terms and conditions. One of those tenets is, whatever no longer works for you will be scythed out of your life when it no longer serves you, like it …

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Sanctum : A Love Story

The fever that gripped me for two weeks after my possession cooled after the textbooks were filled. Yet my poetic heart blossomed, and I spent my nights composing poems for muses that came into the bars I worked in around the world. Romances and lovers came along with my gifts, and I gratefully accepted every …

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