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Spiritual Rebel & New Thought Leader

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I always knew. I knew that there was something that was different about me. But for years, I remained in the closet. Although it may come as a surprise to many of you, I was a weird kid. I was both feared and admired, a deadly combination that many priests and politicians would kill for. I did the whole Goth thing before it was even popular. Since I am naturally black, it was an easy look to pull off. But these things were just camouflage. The clothes and the attitude was just war paint that I wore to fend off anyone who tried to get close to me. I didn’t want anyone to know the real me. Deep down inside I knew what I was, a spiritualist and a psychic medium that was too cowardly to come out of the closet.
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Over the years, my dark clothes turned into expensive stiff two-piece power suits. My talent for being feared and admired enabled me to become the ultimate corporate bitch, closing deals before the stock market rang its bell. I was a top producer, with dozens of frenemies at a major bank. I had the life that many people dreamed of. I was a top sales producer and business manager in my market. I had used my experience in Leadership and Management to completely save a dying financial branch. At my peak, my financial branch was ranked number three in a market of thirty-six. That’s not bad for recovering workaholic who put in 80 plus hours per week. Sadly, my career along with the stock market took a plunge in 2008. I was hit hard and everything that I believed was important was ripped away.
Shortly after this period, my curiosity got the best of me. I began to dibble and dabble into spirituality. I knew that I was in serious trouble when I found myself in some East Village loft, sitting crossed leg in a man made circle. We were all holding hands while meditating to the sounds of the Mediterranean Sea. It felt great! How could something so good, be so wrong? I wanted to feel that way all the time, but if I expressed how I really felt, people would think that I was loony. My fears of looking and or going crazy motivated me to get some counseling, spiritual counseling.
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I devoured every spiritual and New Age book in site. I attended virtually every workshop at the NYC Open Center, sneaking in and out of the entrance, dreading the thought of bumping into anyone I would know. I studied under different masters learning about the chakra system, shamanism, Kundalini, Tantra, Yoruba, and even quantum physics. My love for spirituality was spiraling out of control. I was slowly making my transformation from fat egotistical slop to an enlightened spiritual guru. I had so many things going on in my head, that I had to write them down. So I wrote my very first novel, When the Shadows Began to Dance. Many hard edge critics gave me raving reviews. Wow! That’s not bad for a first time author. My second book Manifesting: Michael Jackson’s Secret Understanding of the Law of Attraction.
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From this experience, I learned that there were so many people like me. They were trapped in the closet, reading books and attending workshops and seminars on the down low. Over the years, I have counseled and coached many of them, encouraging them to come out of the closet, tap into their power, and understand that some people are just born this way. We are born to see things that others may not be able to see. We are born to inspire. We are born to lead humanity to a higher level of consciousness. We are born to educate and to teach people to have great relationships with others and themselves. We are born to help others find inner peace. We are born to live our lives free, happy, and proud to be SPIRITUAL.
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