This sea-going ashram and her accouterments detailed on this website are collectively about creating a nutrient environment for my own healing. I 'are an engineer' with twisted hair covering a twisted mind while Spirit keeps insisting that such intricacies are clarified in writing whilst one of my primary tenets is: “Understanding is greatly overrated.”

Personally, have found that writing slows my synapses down enough that cracks appear allowing a glimmer of light to show through. Of course, the challenge from your end is making any sense out of my lexicon or, as I am oft informed, my insufferable ability to create intelligible prose. I will not apologize however as I believe we are all the perfect condiment, the salt of the earth if we let our unique 'I am that I am's shine forth. My offerings thus are not meant as an exercise in masochism, rather that some of my life hacks may spur you towards the realization of your own aspirations.

Given a thread that seemingly runs through many of my downloads, it is imperative to put 'masochism' in its proper perspective. IMHO, our souls purposely dive into a womb which delivers us into an environment that deals us a deck of cards called 'karma'. The resultant collection of personas is covered in my video “The 8-year Old Driving Your Car” found in the video folder.

The remainder of our life thus is about healing this deck of cards which some posit are about prior-life misdeeds. No matter, the process of healing our wounds is messy, very messy; one could even say 'masochistic'. I profoundly disagree . . . it is just that our souls and the Universe team up in allowing us to subconsciously create the most incredible circumstances, usually fraught with stress and pain, as 'learning opportunities' to gain awareness of our persona's programs. And only with awareness can these programs, all created by the 8-year old to protect wounds, be healed. Another aspect of this process is my guarantee, that if one avoids the opportunity to learn presented the first time, an almost identical set of circumstances will be awaiting you in the future featuring even more drama, stress, and pain. And so it goes . . . . .

HO TO THE FLOW . . . . .