Vancouver, A Love Story, A Tragedy, A Sonnet. Part Eight : Geza. A Friend to All, A Brother To Me.

I have many fond memories of people I interacted with in Vancouver. I was fortunate to meet some of the finest people in my life there. I could say the same for many places I have lived all over the world, Perth, Port Douglas, Byron Bay and Wellington, but many of the most formative years …

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Vancouver. A Love Story, A Tragedy, A Sonnet. Part Six: Suzanne. A Psychic, A Comedian, A Friend.

It’s a cliche that you hear in movies, poems, and songs If I had known then, what I know now, would I have taken the job with Suzanne Castonguay when she said, “You’re going to work for me”, I am at a loss to say yes or no. Without being dramatic, there is so much about …

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Vancouver. A Love Story, A Tragedy, A Sonnet. Part Two : No Pain, No Gain.

The feeling of helplessness that filled the later part of 1999 was suspended by the kindness of the fellow travellers that I met in Kitsilano and the burgeoning friendships I made with a group of people from Point Grey and Kitsilano. The then occupants of West 10th and Macdonald (in 1999 the house was two …

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Vancouver. A Love Story, A Tragedy, A Sonnet. Part One : Don’t Go Breaking My Heart.

In August 1999 I boarded a plane bound for Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada from Bangkok. I had been travelling around what was once called Indochina, that being the countries, Cambodia, Vietnam, and Laos for around eight weeks on a very tight budget, but had enough money left over to either take me west, to India, …

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Eckhart Tolle and I. My Experience of Three Evenings At Eckhart’s Apartment in Vancouver 2001.

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 …

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David Icke : All Roads Lead to Love.

When I arrived in Vancouver, August 1999, I wasn’t sure whether I had truly followed my heart. I had spent almost two months travelling alone through South-East Asia after breaking up with my long-term partner three times in the previous month while island hopping through Indonesia, Malaysia, and then Thailand. Looking back on my experience …

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