My Journey as an Author

My journey as an author truly began in the early 1990s, during one of the most difficult and painful times of my life.

My marriage had broken down, and although I had tried to do what I believed was right, life did not unfold the way I had hoped. There was too much conflict, too much hurt, and I did not want my two young children to grow up believing that arguing and fighting were simply a normal part of family life. My son was four years old and my daughter was two when I made the difficult decision to leave.

At the time, I believed I was doing the right thing for everyone. I left the family home so my children and their mother would have somewhere secure to live. But after the divorce, life became much harder than I expected. I felt caught in a system that I believed had let me down. I struggled to see my children, I felt unheard, and slowly I found myself losing everything I thought gave my life meaning.

Eventually, I reached a point where I felt completely broken. My heart felt dead. I remember asking the universe, God, or whatever may have been listening, to either show me why I was still here or take me out of this life altogether. I was done. I could not see a way forward.

A few weeks later, I had a car accident. Looking back now, that accident became one of the first strange turning points in my life. Through it, I met someone who later invited me to attend a free talk about meditation. I did not know what to expect, but I went along.

During my first meditation, something happened that changed everything. I left my body and saw things I could not explain. It awakened a deep curiosity within me, and I knew I had to understand more.

That first experience led me into a course called Esoteric Training. Through those teachings, and through the people I met along the way, I began to see life differently. I learned, experienced, and witnessed things that opened my eyes to how deeply we are shaped, controlled, conditioned, and programmed by the world around us.

That path took me around the world. I did not have much money, yet somehow life kept opening the way for me to continue. The right people, opportunities, and moments seemed to appear when they were needed. I travelled, studied, experienced healing, explored meditation, Tarot, energy, and the deeper questions of life.

In 1995, while travelling in South Africa during the first anniversary of Freedom Day after Nelson Mandela’s release from prison, I was involved in a serious car accident. Doctors later told me I should not have survived. Yet somehow, through a series of strange and powerful events, I did. Looking back now, I see that moment as a miracle and another turning point in my life.

When I eventually returned to Australia, the courses I had been involved with had come to an end. The person behind them had withdrawn his energy from the work, and the teachers were no longer continuing the training. For a time, I felt unsure of where my path was meant to go.

About a year later, I met the man behind those teachings. During that period, I had begun suffering Grand Mal seizures as a result of the accident in South Africa. The medication I had been given did not seem to stop them, and the seizures continued. I began seeing this teacher regularly, and during that time I learned many things about life, energy, healing, and the deeper nature of who we are.

One night, as I was leaving his house, he said to me simply that I was healed. He had not touched me. Yet from that point, I stopped taking the medication and did not have another seizure for fifteen years. He told me it was still there and could return, but that I was in control of it. Years later, when the seizures did return, I could see they were connected to how I was treating myself — partying too much, not sleeping, and not honouring my body.

That teacher eventually passed from this life, and after he left, I wandered for a long time feeling lost. But before he passed, something had already begun stirring within me. I felt that I wanted to share with the world what I had learned, realised, and experienced. I wanted to write a book.

But the book did not come straight away.

It took around twenty-five years before the writing finally began to come through. It happened in a way I did not expect. A friend introduced me to another teacher, an enlightened master, and after spending only a few months working with him, something opened within me.

One morning, I simply woke up and started writing.

It was not planned. I did not sit down with a full idea or a structure. The words just began to come. I wrote one book, and after releasing it, I realised there was still so much more within me that needed to be expressed. So I sat down again, and another book came. Then another. And then another.

Eventually, what began as one book became The Inner Light Series.

These books have grown out of my life, my experiences, my struggles, my healing, my questions, and my search for truth. They are not written to tell people what they must believe. They are not written as teachings to be followed blindly. They are companions, reflections, and doorways for those who feel drawn to look within themselves.

I now see this series as my offering to the world.

We are living in a time when many people are searching, even if they do not yet know what they are searching for. I feel that this world is at a point where we need to wake up — not through fear, not through force, but through awareness, love, compassion, and the courage to look within.

I believe we are beautiful beings. Beneath the conditioning, the pain, the fear, and the noise of the world, there is something deeply loving and true within us. When we begin to find that within ourselves, we begin to see life differently. We begin to see each other differently. And perhaps, through that awakening, we can help change the world.

My hope is that these books help others remember who and what they truly are.

One world. One heart. One living connection with all things.

Every journey begins within.