About

In the Pyrenees, just on the Spanish side. Sharing a joke with a friend. Not a very funny joke, judging by his face.

Howabout this for a story ?

For almost two decades, I have dedicated my life to the healing arts. Over this time I have successfully treated over twenty thousand people and animals. I built up an impeccable reputation, supported not only by my clients, but by the wider medical community, many of whom not only recommended their patients, but also came themselves, whenever they needed help. The successes were remarkable. It seemed that healing had no limit, other than those I imagined.

My reputation spread far and wide, and I travelled the world, establishing clinics in Europe, the USA, India and the Far East. Everywhere I went, I was met with kindness and enthusiasm, and in return, I treated everyone as if they were a member of my own family. Nobody was ever turned away, and my joy of healing was only ever matched by the happiness shown when we achieved a successful outcome.

There is a well known saying in spiritual circles, “The brighter your light shines, the more darkness you will attract”, and despite having heard it, I didn’t fully appreciate the implications. Darkness came to me, in the shape of a psychopath and serial stalker, a desperately damaged and tormented person who, having destroyed several lives before me, decided to target me, in a bid to escape her own pain. Doubtless I also drew her to me, perhaps as part of my healing journey, perhaps to teach me something of the suffering endured by so many, to deepen my understanding of the healing path.

Over the next year, she dedicated herself to destroying my reputation with the most terrible lies and accusations, intimidating and threatening my friends, clients and family, and making threats against me. I narrowly escaped one attempt on my life. Three more attacks by hired killers also failed. Apparently above the law, she acted with impunity, no limits, no boundaries, and no humanity. Nothing was sacred. She made false accusations of rape, claimed I had been married to her, accused me of child abuse, murder, and every criminal offence under the sun. A handful of equally damaged people believed her lies, and did much of her dirty work. On a daily basis, new horrors appeared. Every day became a new nightmare. Those around me suffered as much as myself. We were all in a storm that showed no sigh of stopping. The wrath of hell seemed to be upon us. Suddenly, from nowhere, after four years of hopelessness, everything changed. New police came onto the scene. Specialist police, experienced in such matters, prepared to find the truth. At least one officer was sacked. And suddenly the storm abated. Despite this, I had no wish to stay. A quiet and peaceful mind is worth more than anything. A heart free of care is a happy heart.

I now live in hiding, in the mountains, where the light and energy bring magic to each and every day.

“You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain;
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
As the peach-blossom flows down stream
and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world apart that is not among men”

– Li Po

Tang Dynasty

I am told there is still a contract on my life. She said I could run, but not hide. She would track me down and have me killed, wherever I went. One day she will catch up with me. But I am ready, and at peace. I am happy and where I need to be. Until that day comes, I will continue to heal, to teach, and to work with my students. I am ready to move on, when the time comes. There will be no regret and no fear. I am tranquillo.

Healing is my life. My passion. My dream. I have tried my best to live with kindness, gentleness and compassion. I believe I have succeeded. Nobody has yet said otherwise. These days, I only work with carefully chosen clients, and much of my work is with my private students, where healing is taught as a small part of a greater spiritual journey, and where my disciples will eventually become my teachers.

I also write, and have recently finished two books, my autobiography, Rogue Healer, and Strong Medicine – The Handbook of Healing. The third, Peach Blossom Warrior – Fighting our Battles with Wisdom and Compassion, will be finished in the autumn of 2013. I have several more planned. I trust I will finish them.

I practice Qigong well, and Chen Taiji less well. The less said about my Bagua, the better.

I love to read, to travel, to learn and to meet new people. Once upon a time, I was an archaeologist. I am fascinated by history, archaeology, myth and legend. The Tang Dynasty poets speak my mind more eloquently than I could ever dream. I love Eastern European literature. I read a little Anglo-Saxon, and have been enchanted by Beowulf since a child. One day I will write the great American novel. My home is full of animals. A Daoist heart.

I have never been so happy. My heart is free of care. I am a world apart.

“Let the beauty we love be what we do” 

Rumi