If not now, when?

You have absolutely no idea how long you have left on this planet.

Breathe. Listen.

This isn't to induce fear, but urgency.

I've been acutely aware of my mortality since a car crash when I was 11. This was back in the 80s when very little was understood about neuroplasticity, and the level of head injury I sustained was deemed unsurvivable. 

In a coma, with complications such as swelling that required an urgent operation, and other issues that meant such an operation would end me, all they could do was monitor me with machines and hope I found a way to pull through. 

A spiritual healer showed up out of nowhere and asked to hold my feet. He said I would be out of the coma in 3 days. The doctors told him he should not say that as it was highly unlikely to happen.

3 days later, I awoke.

But it didn't feel like 3 days. It felt like 7 years. 

During those 7 years, aside from an out of body experience where I experienced the mind being both local and non-local at once, I travelled to a distant land. I believe it was Heaven. And in that place, I was taught many things. 

But you are busy, so I'll skip ahead

Can I prove the things I saw or heard? No, but they have altered my perception of life ever since.

You need not believe a word I say, and you have freewill at all times with me.

Take what I teach and make of it what you will.

I can teach you to convert clicks to leads and leads to sales, but that's where my conversion aspirations end.

You are on the path you are on.

It is not for me to tell you what to believe.

But it is for me to speak MY Truth clearly, which I am doing.

As for your busyness, you can busy your days away and accomplish nothing of value. Sometimes, you're too distracted, and that's what's causing your family financial difficulties. So ignore distractions right now and focus. Do the old school thing and read an article all the way through. It could change not only your life but the lives of the people you love and the people you're here to serve.

Few will read this story all the way through, but the ones who do are likely to be the ones you're learning from in 3 years, so skip off to Netflix or scroll now if you like, and learn from one of my millionaire students in 3 years. Or you could be one of them. Up to you.

Obvs, all results are unique etc, but I promise you than nobody who lives entirely distracted or 'busy' is fulfilling their divine destiny. So make your choice now. 

Back to the story.

The doctors told me, when I came out of the coma unable to read, write or speak, that I'd never reach the level of my peers, and my IQ would be low from then on. 

But God told me something else

I heard a male voice, which I took to be God, Divine Masculine, the masculine energy of that which is holy. He told me the following:

1. Adults don't know everything, but you are a child so you must not give the impression that you don't respect them. If you tell them that they are ignorant, they will be hurt and it will not go well for you. You must instead know that they will EVENTUALLY learn what I am teaching you, but not for many years. When they tell you that you will not improve or heal, say: "I know" but in your heart say: "I will heal".

2. Your mind is not only in your brain. You also have access to another mind. My mind. You can make use of my mind to repair your brain. It may work differently than others' and you need to know that it is built in two rooms [I hadn't learnt anything about the brain at that point, we didn't have internet, and I didn't know about the functions of the right and left hemispheres]. Put words, sounds, and pictures in their own boxes. Go to the room on the right side [my left brain was the one severely damaged]. Stack each box there once you have labelled it and you know everything that is in it. 

3. You will not be supported or believed in. You will be bullied. Keep going. I will be with you. 

I followed His advice (the above is paraphrased. There is so much, and some of it can't be expressed in words, but this is a summary of it.)

I was bullied by around 50 kids, who tried to end my life on several occasions.

I was advised just to ignore them.

I won't go into detail about the physical and mental trauma they subjected me to, in case I trigger someone, but it was bad. Nobody defended me. Nobody. 

Have you experienced that? Have you been mocked or diminished because of who you are or what you believe? You deserve to be listened to and fully witnessed. People project their stuff onto others. For someone to pull you down, they must already be beneath you. 

The Head Master (Principal) of the school had called me into his office on my first day back and told me that my IQ was 7 years below my peers and I would need to be put back to kindergarten.

I refused.

He only let me stay on condition that I held nobody back, expected no special treatment, and worked all of my evenings, weekends and vacations to catch up on missed work. I agreed.

I was given no therapist, including speech therapist. I was just attacked daily and told not to expect special treatment.

It was peak Gen X.

But it forced me to go within, and it forced me to cultivate my relationship with my Creator.

Because He had my back.

He was the one telling me I could do it.

He was the one saying that although it was hard, it wouldn't destroy me, and that I must stay strong and keep going even if nobody believed in me but Him. 

Do you need a cup of tea?

This is long, isn't it? If you need a 'cuppa' you're welcome to grab one. I'll wait. 🫖

Back again?

Jolly good. I'll continue. 

I am now a writer, speaker, and Chess Legend, with an English Degree, and MENSA level IQ. Oh, and I was one of the first 25 bloggers in the world. 

There's so much more I could tell you, but that's the punchline. The doctors were wrong. I worked my arse off and did stuff. But I didn't do it through hustle alone. It was grounded always in faith.

Anyway, this story isn't the big one. It's just a warm up. Ready?

The intense workload landed me with CFS/ME which again was handled sub-optimally by the medical profession.

I'll leave the story of me being put in sensory confinement and mentally abused to induce Stockholm Syndrome by a doctor about whom a documentary was later made for another time. The punchline to this one is that I once again used spiritual connection to improve my health. This led me to become a Spiritual Healer in 2002, and I've incorporated that into my coaching and consulting ever since. 

The big spiritual experience

This was the big one for me. It was the point where I came full circle from the first conversation with God about how I needed to define my own destiny and not listen to the adults, and said: "Put me in, Coach."

The idea that on your deathbed you will only think of those around that bed and not of the work you did here is flawed. I cannot watch you be lied to about it any more. 

When I was on my deathbed in March 2020, for reasons at which you can probably guess, I couldn't breathe. I was alone. I'd left it too late to call an ambulance. Oxygen was no longer reaching my blood. I had minutes to live. 

Single catwomen take note, at no point did I yearn for a bunch of people around my bed fussing over me in my last moments. Just the worst thing imaginable. Thank God I was alone. Had I not been, I probably wouldn't have survived. It's not my job on my deathbed to hold the emotional baggage of an entire family. Give women a break!

Anyway, as I began losing consciousness, I released my family and friends in my mind. I released the material world. I made myself ready to meet my Creator. 

I felt no fear. I felt no regret. Do not make life decisions based on what podcast bros tell you you'll feel on your deathbed. They don't know, and they're wrong. 

As I began to leave my body, I became aware of a spirit in the room.

I looked at the end of the bed and saw a 'ghost', but it was me. 

She/I was holding up a plan for a community I had not built, and said: "Can you at least ask?"

Knowing I had only seconds left, I desperately thought of what could be meant by that. I felt the ghost was my ego or earth-bound self and she wanted me to stay here to fulfil my purpose. I knew that the next words I thought would need to be swift and decisive or I'd be gone. 

I thought these words:

Dear Lord God,

Make me a channel for your Peace and your Power. 

Breathe life into me,

That I may breathe life into others,

That they may breathe life into their dreams,

And manifest them on the planet,

By Thy Will.

In the next second I could breathe. 

A few things happened after this. 

For one thing, God was with me 24/7 for about 20 months. 

For another, He began to introduce me to the idea of the Divine Feminine, and showed me Her energetically at His side. She began to work with me to improve my health (I had the long version of the condition) and also to help me understand the reasons for certain events in my life.

Then I was given the opportunity to become a channel for Her Wisdom, which was frankly a bit scary.

Where I'd been connected with God in that way since childhood, and my spiritual healing was done by channelling the Holy Spirit with Christ's guidance, I was still me through all that.

Channelling Divine Feminine works differently. She speaks through me. If you've ever seen Abraham Hicks, it's a little like that. 

I spent a huge amount of time praying about this, and God kept showing me visions of a space beside Him that I was not honouring.

So one day, I went for it. And it was amazing. She was able to help someone who'd been completely lost in the darkness to see their true self and make a commitment to changing their ways.

It turned out that She had worked with me before, but always in dangerous situations. I felt as if it was a hidden badass part of myself stepping in to save me, but it was Her. 

After four years of consciously working with Her, I now have ways to help people that are deeper than they've ever experienced before. Profoundly life-changing in many cases.