Leaving Port Douglas in early November 1997, I wondered if my life could become any more interesting. My time there felt like a waking dream. Reality seemed malleable, a thought or feeling able to change an experience in any given moment, and it often did, instantly. Port Douglas was a playground for me in 1997, …
My friend who got introduced me to RomiRomi told me that the practitioner, Sarah Cotter had told him that tattoos were a spiritual technology. This information gave me a new understanding of what I already consider to a form of esoteric/biological/integrative reference for my conscious awareness encapsulated in my genetic spacesuit. I look at my tattoos as …
The being that Iho Grace is writing the book of poetry called, A Dance Called Dwarka for has been absent from my life experience for around six weeks. I ventured into the memory of that life more than once in that time to recollect the sensations, the feelings, and awe that the Mauritian merchant felt when he saw the being from a watery world in …
I have just finished a small book of poetry writing with Iho Grace, whose poetic tones matched my own. The book is a reflection on my relationship of two years which ended in January of this year. My muse, my former paramour, Inge Laan. The book is called A Flickering light Called Fate, and it’s written in three parts. Rhapsody, Reconcile, and Rekindle. It’s the first …
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 …
I only have one true literary inspiration. That is Clive Barker. I hungrily devoured his imaginative fiction with a ravenous appetite, and my understanding of how prose and poetry could be amalgamated began to take shape. I was stunned at his use of language, often writing down words that I had never seen written, nor heard spoken …
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 …
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 …
I was thirteen years old when I wrote my first short story. It was an assignment given to my English class. My tale of an Inuit girl who saw a bird (for the first time) then had followed it onto the arctic ice, got lost and died spoke hugely of my life experience up to …