The Inspiration for Activation

Look... Guys are, generally, pretty gross individuals. I've never met a woman who asked me to pull her finger or blew a burp in my general direction. However, I did hear of one woman who pooped on a guy's pillow. 

I make this claim with a peculiar sense of masculine pride. Some men will grin mischievously and bond over an episode of, "Here - smell this" while women will just roll their eyes. Mission accomplished.

So, what if that same sense of accomplishment and insight could be applied to male spiritual development? Spiritual development among the male population has a h-u-g-e potential for growth and nearly every man I have seen in tow at metaphysical events has two things - an female engaged in the event activities and his eyes are locked on his cell phone. We'll call him Exhibit A.

I also discovered the works of Rev. Dr. Matthew Fox and adored him immediately. Any priest who was excommunicated from the Catholic church in the late 20th century had my immediate attention. Although he was booted from the Church for his views on the Sacred Feminine, it was his work on celebrating the Sacred Masculine that called to me. Men in the media are too often portrayed as a hypersexual Narcissus, the chubby but adorable Everyman, or the village idiot the wife has to constantly protect from unintentional suicide... a.k.a. a toddler. This is Exhibit B.

These two exhibits came together in my head and a thought began to brew like the belly of a truck driver that had an energy drink, deviled eggs, and a truck stop burrito that probably should have been thrown out. The pressure was uncomfortable... but not unfamiliar.

Guys - if you're smiling right now, you may have even laid on your back with a lighter. But, I digress.

​Men NEED a metaphysical book. Women buy the majority of things metaphysical, and dominate the marketplace. And while not many women would dispute that the men they know could use some of that wisdom, it wasn't available to them...it wasn't approachable.

I thought I could solve the problem with a metaphysical book based on real life experiences as long as the message is dude to dude. I am fluent in dude-speak having been invited to the NFL combine, totaling a couple of cars, scraping the pipes on my 1700 cc cruiser, dating a Miss America contestant and marrying a Hooter's calendar girl.

I laughed at the absurdity of such a book, scratched my butt, and went to bed. The book would need boobs on the jacket cover and dick jokes littered throughout, I mused as I fell asleep. The next morning, the thought persisted...

The First Book

The Alchemist's Heir
 A Young Adult Novel Introducing Metaphysics 
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It was 2001. The world was getting madness shoved in our faces while we collectively watched the World Trade Center come crashing down over and over again on every channel. In the aftermath, while some were contemplating duct taping their windows and air vents closed, I chose to write a book. I wanted to try to counter balance the evil televised the morning of September 11th. In fact, most of what I do is in response to negativity. I refused to be a victim of circumstance. I think it's better to live an abbreviated life and try to make a positive difference than to live a long life of just wishing it into reality.

What's it about?

It is a 62,000 word, coming of age story, where the young protagonist learns metaphysical ways to address bullying in high school. But once the reader has a broader metaphysical understanding, there is much more to find. I had a decade for this to ferment so there are many things distilled and concentrated therein. Reiki, guided meditation, spiritualism, Silva Method, comparative religions, and sacred geometry are just some of the gems awaiting your discovery.  And I dropped in a few Easter eggs too.

​Addressing a bully is a valuable lesson to know in both the schoolyard and the boardroom. It is my intention for those who read ​The Alchemist's Heir that they will find it of benefit wherever they are on their path of transpersonal discovery. In summary, it's about using love to heal hatred and fear. That feels like a good counterbalance to approach the actions of 9/11.

My Consciousness Diaries

My Consciousness Diaries can be read at Medium.com. For your convenience, you can follow the links below. (Yes, it would be more convenient to post my blogs here but the Google algorithms prefer messaging across multiple platforms. And I'm always in a battle with a certain Johnny Mathis for Google search returns.) FYI - Some of my diary entries were written before I was exposed to ketamine... see if you can tell which is which. :)
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