Vision Quest

By Peter James Ford

“VISION QUEST” is a book recording the continual soul expansion of the seeker, Peter James Ford. Peter’s journey began after a powerful spiritual experience in the little historic seaport in Newburyport, Massachusetts. In Peter’s late night meditations which were along the Merrimac River, the boardwalk, the Salisbury Reservation on the Atlantic Ocean, Plum Island, Maudsley Estate State Park, Pow Wow Hill (Native American Burial Grounds) and Old Hill Burial Grounds he was having vivid explosions in his mind of ‘seemingly’ past life experiences and powerful insights. Peter began seeing the hidden secrets of this quaint little seaport that people never take the time to see. Peter’s intuition and senses increased in an almost scary powerful way giving Peter wisdom from unseen sources. The source may be the Akashic Records/Library that is not a physical library but a place in the ethers that contains all the wisdom and knowledge ever known to anyone over the eons. We can access this power through ancient spiritual practices and apparently Peter has done just that. Stories and Tales began flowing from Peter and he wrote his first book. In the last three years Peter has written eight more books and shares everything he has found from his journeys to the inner worlds. Peter wrote a seven-book series under the title “MYSTICISM IN NEWBURYPORT” with an eighth bonus/companion book called “MYSTIC”. Now you are holding his new writings in your hands. Peter laughingly calls himself “An Unlikely Messenger” as his younger years were nothing resembling anything spiritual. So, here is the story of just another seeker realizing his divinity and returning to his own heart…

• Language: English
• Publisher: Balboa Press
• Release date: Dec 13, 2023
• ISBN: 9798765248065

Peter James Ford

Peter James Ford, The Unlikely Messenger, is a unique individual with a broad understanding of life from having lived life from many lifestyles. Peter experienced the good, the bad, the ugly, and then an awakening and redemption. His younger years found him struggling with alcoholism and the drugs of the sixties, with having learning disabilities, including attention deficit disorder, and growing up in a violent environment. Peter turned to physical training and motorcycles and found much satisfaction in both. At an early age Peter crawled into the 12-step recovery program a broken man. This was the beginning of Peter’s spiritual journey. Over the years, Peter attained the promises of the program and began living a great life. Many years later, Peter was initiated into a yogic path that had begun thousands of years ago by an ancient lineage of Masters. Peter did not realize that his profound spiritual experience at that time was actually a powerful “Kundalini Awakening” within him. Shortly after his awakening, these mystic tales of past lives and powerful wisdom truths began flowing. Peter has just completed his seventh book about his life adventures and spiritual journey. Peter hopes people find something useful in his writings, or at least that they will bring a smile to your face when thinking about Peter, this “Unlikely Messenger.”

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Contents

In Memory Of Bygone Times

Dedication

Sincere Thanks

Prelude

Forward

Preface

Introduction

1 A Little Background About The Author

2 Summary on the seven-book series that is called MYSTICISM IN NEWBURYPORT. With bonus/companion book called MYSTIC.

3 Old Hill Burial Grounds

4 Vision Quest

5 Early Morning Insights

6 Simply Spoken

7 Mystic Voice

8 Safe Passage Tibetan Philosophy on Death

9 Power Of Kind Words

10 The Wind At Your Back

11 Perfect Self Expression

12 The Magic Of Contemplation

13 Present Moment

14 The Way Of The Mystic

15 Soul Whispers

16 Losing Yourself In Nature

17 The Art Of Contemplation

18 Inner Sciences

19 Some Random Thoughts

20 Wee Hour Wisdom

21 An Unlikely Messenger

22 Universal Truths

23 A Taste Of Sevens

24 Boardwalk Visions

25 Forgotten Treasures

26 TTT Treasure Trove of Truth

27 Riding Into The Mystic

28 Vibration

29 A Way Of Life

30 Reflections…

31 An Irish Seeker’s Thoughts…

32 There And Back Again, A Seeker’s Path…

33 To Be Known And Accepted…

About The Author

Conclusion

In Memory Of Bygone Times

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This section will be about my time in Newburyport, Massachusetts with the most amazing friends and having the most fascinating experiences. I had written about this unique, little, historic seaport town in many of my books. I had driven right by this magical place for years heading into New Hampshire and Maine from Massachusetts and never stopped there. My sweet woman friend, who is on the back cover of two of my books, had taken me one day up to this little town on the river. I was immediately drawn right to the river and the boardwalk which ran alongside the Merrimack River on its way to the Atlantic Ocean. I felt such a powerful pull from this river and it was confusing at that time. I was to learn why I was so attracted to this river and I was soon to learn many of the river’s secrets.

I had worked in the Teamsters Union since 1965. I had a family member that was a Teamster Boss and I worked around the union at fifteen years old and then joined in 1968 when I turned eighteen. I really grew up being around these standup guys and I formed many values and ways of dealing with stuff from them. They were great guys that would give anyone a hand but if you screwed with them they would have no problem putting your lights out. One thing my family member made clear was that there was nothing wrong doing anything, the only thing wrong is getting caught. There was always exciting stuff going on and lots of money to be made. An occasional trip out the back gate with a loaded eighteen wheeler to be dropped off to a wise guy from East Boston or Charlestown was completely acceptable. I loved the danger and excitement from the adrenal rushes. It was only a few years ago that I learned about the truth of addictions. We can get addicted to the chemical releases in our bodies from anger, danger, conflict and even depression as they are equally addictive as heroin and cocaine. Way back in the nineteen forties a doctor had shown that the chemicals in our bodies are exactly like the external opioids that addicts take. For some reason, no one paid any attention. Today we know that the body can make any drug that is in the pharmacy. Our bodies are the biggest drug pharmacies in the world. We can take a sugar pill and our minds will tell our bodies to make a pain killer and it does. The power of our minds are the real power in this life. Learn about your mind. That is the key to freedom & peace.

I had accepted long ago that I was an alcoholic but I did not think of myself as an addict. I would drink alcohol constantly while using lots of the drugs of the sixties which were pot, hash, LSD, hallucinogens, lots of pills (upper and downers and all arounders), black beauties (truckers speed in those days), crystal meth, (the bikers speed), but no heroin or cocaine. The coke did not really come in until the seventies so I luckily missed out on that. I did ‘dance with the devil’ in the form of smoking pure opium. I was very fortunate to escape from that death ride. So, I did not consider myself an addict until a few years ago when I learned about how we can get addicted to the chemical rush in our bodies from danger, as equally to using heroin or coke. I had to admit I had been an addict to danger and excitement my whole life. When I was first sober I had a guy pull up in a car and pointed a gun to shoot me. I dove through the window at the gunman. A few of the brothers grabbed me and pulled me out and the guy took off. The next day, in broad daylight, we pulled up in a truck and three of us got out and pulled out guns. We kicked in the door to his apartment and went in for him. He was not there. I had written about this in my first book and said, if he was there I would be writing Mysticism in State Prison instead of Mysticism in Newburyport. One of the legendary outlaw bikers from Lynn, Mass. had told me, that the way you take the power away from someone with a gun is, you run at it.

There is a whole science to using a gun and most of the guys are all bluff. On the off chance you meet someone with the balls to shoot you as you run at him, well, then your problems are over. I never feared death and I never valued my life. So, either way it looked like a win, win to me. One time at Hard Nock’s Gym when I was training on the heavy bag a State Cop looked at me and pointed like he had a gun and said, he would just shoot me. I calmly said, Go get your gun. He said, What? I said, You heard me, go get your gun and let’s see what happens when you point a gun at me. I said, Let’s dance, I am willing to die, are you? He just backed up and left. I had to admit that if I was willing to die for that adrenal rush that I might have a little problem. Maybe, just a little one…

An opening in the construction division of the Teamsters came up and no one wanted it. The first day of the job the driver rolled over an oversized load (as big as a house construction piece) and was taken away in an ambulance, never to return. They were in a panic at the union hall to fill the position. My family member said, Don’t worry, I have someone crazy enough. He called me. I was to work ten years with the operating engineers union, iron workers, boilermakers and laborers. I moved enormous, oversized construction pieces all over the jobs and up to the tower cranes to be lifted and placed on the high rises. I was to drive fifty ton earth movers and on special jobs eighty-five ton monster earth movers. I loved the danger and I was very good at it as my intuition saved me numerous times.

So I began working with these unions and hauling containers from the docks and I was to meet many wise guys. They watched me handle these big rigs and respected me. They counted me in on jobs. I had come to crossroads three times in my life where I could have counted myself in all the way in one of these organizations, but I chose not to. I think I did it all in past lifetimes and I was just finishing up some old karma. Well, the money was great, but it was the danger that I lived for. One time I came out of South Boston heading to Charlestown with an eighteen wheeler (that was not mine) and I had a chase car following. If something goes wrong when you are moving a hijacked load you just bail from the truck and the chase car picks you up. I had this truck roaring like a lion going through Boston, like it was a corvette. The next day when I went to get paid the head of that crew said, the chase driver said you are nuts. He said, He could not even keep up with you as you were flying through Boston. I don’t know, maybe my addiction to danger was part of the reason for my first divorce. I am sure it was for following relationships. After one of the divorces I was with a little sweetheart who worked for the government. One day she said her five year investigation was coming up and they investigated everyone in her life. She asked if that was a problem. I did not want to cause her any problems so I moved on again. It was a long time before I came to terms with my addiction for danger and excitement. One of the problems, besides getting me killed, is that always being in the fast lane, depletes your adrenal glands and in turn affects your immune system. This makes you more vulnerable to diseases. I watched the gang members that I grew up with that lived in the fast lane and most of them died from cancers and heart disease. Some shot themselves, too.

‘Live fast and die young’. Just like, ‘Live by the sword, die by the sword.’

I really should have died in high speed chases on motorcycle, muscle cars and stolen trucks while drinking and drugging. Hard to believe that men were shooting at me, including police officers and occasionally returning the favor (or fire). I believe Grace kept me alive as this was my lifetime to grow and change. I was to live my secret dream of having a normal life. I rarely admitted to myself that was what I truly wanted as I was such a screwup that there was little chance for me to ever live that type of live. Well, I was wrong. God had other plans for me.

As, I had said, I had worked in the union and I had driven (and stolen) every type of truck or heavy equipment they have. I was very good at handling a truck or motorcycle but I had no formal education. My oldest brother had sent me a book from a meditation master and my life was to change forever. I began following an ancient lineage of meditation masters and I was rocketed into a new realm. It took me a lot of years in the 12-step recovery program to attain the promises and to recover, but now with this connection to these masters, my personal development went in leaps and bounds. I held on by my fingertips as it was unfolding so fast. I was still working in the union and I was on the ‘Big Dig’ in Boston. One day, I stood in front of a loaded eighteen wheeler that I was supposed to drive and I could not get in the truck. I began fighting with my conscious mind and my inner self trying to just get in the truck. Reading the yogic teachings had changed me and the life that I had lived was over. My inner self said, No, I am done with this lifestyle. I looked like I was in a fight with myself as I pleaded with myself just to get in the truck. Nope, not going anywhere just kept coming out. I turned to the boss who thought I was having an epileptic fit and I said, I am just going to grab a coffee and I will get this show on the road. He said, Sure Peter. I got in my car and I drove to Newburyport and I sat on a bench on the boardwalk along the river. I thought, what have you done now? I don’t know how to do any other jobs. I can remember that day as if it were right now. It was a mix of apprehension while feeling a huge relief and that everything was going to work out. I had taken (reluctantly) a leap of faith and God was to catch me. I talk about this more in the story MYSTICISM. My first book tells the whole story of my time in this magical little town.

Well, back to ‘In Memory’ theme and the beginning of my new life where all my years of working on myself began to pay off. If you keep doing the right thing in the present moment all these actions accumulate and one day you reap the prizes.

So, I had arrived in this special place at a special time in my life. It was a time I was to experience true friendships, a sense of family and community. Blood makes us related but does not make us family. Family are the people that support you when you are on top or on the bottom. They accept you when you screw up and are there for you. Now, if you are fortunate you will have both family and friends as I do. I had grown enough so I could be a true friend and then true friends appeared. Like I said, I was to experience for the first time a sense of community. A healthy community, not the gang mentality, that you were fighting the world, but healthy, great people around this Newburyport, Salisbury and Amesbury area. Some of the best friends ever with the people of Hard Nock’s Gym, the Recovery Program and Unity on the River, a Church of Celebration now came into my life.

I will try to list some of these great people like Matt, Larry, Jeff, Tommy, Phil, Al, Michele, Karen, Maureen, Joe, Frank, Beth, Ricky, the Faheys, Don and Donna Kelly, Big Chris, Jeff S., Dave, Jane, Erik, Alyssa, Len, and many others. I never had experienced this kind of healthy friendship. I had known guys that would take a life for me if I asked, and it was expected, I would do the same for them, but there was no peace. In that world they would fight to the death for you or kill someone for you, but they also would kill you if you ever screwed up. It is the ultimate ego trip and there is no peace and no true friendship. After my reawakening I was done with that world. As a kid I was very sensitive and I hated being laughed at for being a gentle soul. At that time I hated being so intuitive and sensitive.

My heart closed as tight as a rock at this young age. Not long after the closing of my heart, this negative world was to really begin for me. At twelve years old, the sensitive kid was gone and a little psycho was born. I remember standing over someone that had been shot through the neck and was to bleed out to death. I felt nothing. I was dead inside and I felt no compassion or empathy for anyone. My heart was closed and I was not really alive. It was screw the world and everyone in it. I had a gun at twelve years old and I knew how to make a homemade gun and even a silencer. Bombs are very easy to make, I had some evil teachers when I was young. In a pinch, if you need a throwaway gun, all you need is an old fashion car antenna, vice grips, a hammer and a few 22 caliber bullets. All the mob hitmen use is a 22 caliber. The smaller caliber is still lethal but quieter. You use the gun, then dismantle it in a minute, and there is no gun. Let them try to get a ballistic match with a broken car antenna. Somehow I knew about all this stuff that is now useless to me today. Knowing how to make your microwave into a bomb is not much use today for writing books on spiritual teachings, lol. I would rather get shot today than to shoot someone as I don’t want the karma.

As you can see I am not your typical spiritual seeker. I still struggle with that dark side of myself. The story of the two wolves inside us, one good, one bad and they are always fighting. Which one wins? The one you feed. The one you choose. I do spiritual practices to save my ass not to become a saint or a respected person for his accomplishments. I don’t care what the world thinks. This is about survival. I don’t like being locked up. My Freedom and My Independence are the most important things in my life. So, every day I choose to walk this path using spiritual tools to save myself…

Well, once again, I digressed from the subject of this section which is about the great friends I was to make that will last a lifetime. I was to spend wonderful walks and talks with my friends like Karen, Michele, Ricky, Jeff, Chris, Tommy, Al, and Beth in this historic old seaport. Long nights along the river in meditation were priceless experiences revealing so many insights. Just like in Herman Hesse’s Classic Novel, SIDDHARTHA when the boatman tells Siddhartha to stay by the river, it will tell you everything. Well, my long nights along the river did reveal the river and nature’s secrets to me. It really is so simple that if you spend time in Nature you will feel the ‘ONENESS’ of all of life. With time in Nature, you will return to your true nature. In that state, there is nowhere to go, there is nothing to do, nothing to try to attain. You just dwell in that oneness with God. I have written elsewhere that I was to have the actual real experiences that Herman’s fictional character in Siddhartha talked about. My first book was introduced at the Miami International Book Fair as a modern-day version of the Herman Hesse Classic Novel, SIDDHARTHA.

I was to have a profound spiritual awakening known as a Kundalini Awakening through the Grace of a true, and authentic and rare mediation master while I was in Newburyport. So, to honor this little town, I used the title for my seven-book series under the title MYSTICISM IN NEWBURYPORT. My writings are less of a particular location but more about a unique School of Thought. My own special way of perceiving life and the world.

So, a big thanks to all the great people, to the abundance of nature and animals, the great places in nature to walk and meditate and to this special area around the river.

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STAY IN STILLNESS BY THE RIVER (NATURE) AS IT WILL REVEAL ALL ITS SECRETS

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BELOW ARE EXCERPTS FROM BOOK I

MYSTICISM IN NEWBURYPORT

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These are some of the highlights from my first book which began with a simple story about the seven year cycles in my life. It all began when I thought about all the seven year cycles in my life. It started with being born on the seventh day of December, Pearl Harbor Day. Then with seven years in Catholic Schools, seven years of alcoholic drinking with the drugs of the sixties. Seven broken noses from fighting in my teenage years. First marriage lasted seven years. Second marriage lasted seven years and on and on. I began seeing endless seven-year cycles in my life and in the cycles of the world. I laughingly called my first seven story, The Tale of the Sevens. My daughter had said, "You should have called it The Curse of the Sevens. The story of the sevens grew with each book until it was over a hundred pages of significant sevens in life and the world.

I had written a story called The Early Years about my wild days growing up with excessive drinking and endless sixties drugs, motorcycle craziness, violence, physical training and a completely chaotic lifestyle. After seven years I crawled into the 12-step program for alcoholics and began my journey into the spiritual realms and the path of recovery and redemption. It took many years for me to attain the promises of the program and to recovery from my alcoholism which gave me a great life. I had a spiritual awakening entering the program which is different from a spiritual experience. As the founder of the program had both, I was to experience both also. I had my spiritual awakening almost instantly entering the program and it was five years later that I had my spiritual experience. At five years sober I was to experience the worst depression of my life which lasting for a whole year. During that year I would take walks in the Lynn Woods Reservation with a thousand acres and three huge reservoirs. My walks in nature saved my sanity.

One day as I walked along the water as the sunset lit up the surface of the reservoir with golden light. I was to have a ‘Knowing’ and inner experience and my spiritual experience was that I knew GOD WAS THE INTELLIGENCE BEHIND NATURE. I had a profound understanding that, My nature, Nature’s nature and God’s nature were one and the same.

This experience and this knowing changed me forever and it came through pain and time in nature. Pain is the touchstone of spiritual growth. Most of us would never change or grow without our asses being on fire. Few of us do anything out of virtue but usually out of pain.

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The next story was called Mysticism in Newburyport about my awakening and my experiences in this little, historic seaport. I had talked about the electromagnetic grids and crossroads that I experienced while deep in meditation. Also the powerful past life recollections and a vivid knowing of the truth in their messages. It was a story of all the great people and amazing outdoor places with an abundance of nature and animals. I spent many nights at the boardwalk along the Merrimac River and was mystified by the wonders of the river. There was a powerful presence of the Earth’s unique electromagnetic energies.

As in our bodies there are also seven main energy spots (known as chakras) in the Earth. Mt. Shasta in California is one site that is believed to be the root chakra, which runs like a dragon from Northern California through Oregon, Washington and to the Canadian border. If Mt. Shasta is the tail of the dragon, then Mt. Rainer is its mouth or head. The other Earth’s chakras are believed to be Lake Titicaca; the solar plexus chakra, Uluru-Katatjura, Australia, that massive rock Ayers rock; the heart chakra Glastonbury and Shaftsbury, England; the throat chakra, the Great Pyramid of Giza; the third eye, Kuh-e Malek Siah, triple border of Iran, Afghanistan and Pakistan and of course Mt Kailas, Tibet, would be the crown chakra.

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Another story was called Tide Master where I shared my experiences of knowing ‘intuitively’ which way the tides flowed and the secrets of the river that were revealed to me. I wrote of how our bodies are seventy percent water and our brains are eighty-five percent water. So, it is not surprising that the moon’s gravitational pull can affect our bodies and mind when it can affect the massive oceans. I spent many magical nights along the river. There was a four story house across the river with windows on every floor. Some nights the whole house would be lit up and golden light would pour from every window. I thought, once again, how everything in life is all the same one story. As the golden light poured from the house out through the eyes of the windows, the golden light of our souls pours out through our eyes. The eyes are the gateway to the soul and to the subconscious mind. When your intuition reaches a certain level of awareness you will be able to look into someone’s eyes and know all their secrets of their soul. Also, it becomes child’s play to read other’s minds. Out of respect for their privacy I don’t usually do it. One amazing secret is that when you look into the mirror and look into your eyes and speak. You are speaking directly to your subconscious mind (which is a part of the universal mind). You can speak directly to the creative force of the universe and create anything you want. How amazing is that? There are so many gifts, blessings, wisdom, tools, treasures and knowledge on the spiritual path to be discovered and received. I am so grateful that through Grace my heart and mind were opened, thank you God…

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Shakti Burn

There is an experience called shakti burn that occurs when an individual connects with an authentic and true meditation master or ‘Kundalini Master’. In the way one candle lights another candle, a true master can ignite your dominant spiritual energy. It is similar or maybe the same as the Christian’s Being Born Again, as it is a new birth and a new awakening to your true self. So much on the yogic path is the same as the Christian path except that they believe the only master was Christ. I believe Christ was the master, too, but I know that there were only rare ones at this level, but there were others. I was to be initiated into this ancient lineage of masters by a true and authentic ‘Kundalini Master’ who awakened my heart, mind and dormant spiritual energy from the words in one of his books. He had long left his body. As, Christ is still awakening hearts through the New Testament, so too, other exceptional and rare masters can ignite your soul with a wink, a glance or a touch.

My life was changed forever after this experience. I was to experience great health, great success, great wealth, great loves, and abundance and happiness beyond my wildest dreams. I went from someone that had no formal education and struggled with simple grammar and spelling to someone that has written nine books. My writings are being read in nine countries that I know of and the movie studio from L.A. has made an offer for making a movie or movies from my books. Life has many twists and turns and if you just hang on through the hard times miracles can happen. I am glad I did not take my life at twenty-five years old when I was in despair. I was sober for five years and in terrible mental and emotional pain. Most people will take a bunch of pills before killing themselves, as it is hard to do it sober…

The words shakti burn is about how the dominant spiritual energy (once awakened) will flow up your chakras to your crown chakra and it can cause your whole head to turn bright red. One of my brothers had sent me a book written by the meditation master from an ancient lineage. I look at his picture on the cover and I thought that my brother was in trouble. The master looked like the toughest street thug from India.

I took a chance (thank God) and I read the book. When I finished reading this book I looked at the master’s picture again and I thought, this is the most handsome man I have ever seen. His words had opened my heart and mind and my dormant spiritual energy. I drove to my woman friend’s home in Salem, Massachusetts and when she opened the door she was startled. She said, Are you drinking again? Your whole head is bright red. I was experiencing ‘Shakti Burn’. I was to make many trips to upstate New York to the spiritual retreat of this lineage in America. I was to have countless experiences from the energy of this special place. I tell the full stories in my first book and then also in my other books. Shakti Burn is simply an explosion of your own inner spiritual energy rushing up your spine and energy spots to the top of your head. Your crown chakra will burst with energy and your wisdom and insights will overwhelm you with an endless abundance of knowledge…

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Hard Nock’s Gym

In my first book I told the story of the world famous gym called Hard Nock’s Gym, in Amesbury, Massachusetts. I tell of the most stand-up guys and gals that I had ever come across. An amazing group of people and I have written of them in many of my books. In my last book I had the story of The Hard Nock’s Riders. I also included them again in this book in the story called In the Wind which is the history of the Ford Brothers sixty years of Riding. Starting with my oldest brother, in 1960 and right up until today with my younger brother, Phil and his sons. In the story of Hard Nock’s Gym is a picture of two great friends and two legends, Dave Nock (owner of Hard Nock’s Gym) and John Cena. John began his training as a young boy at Hard Nocks and went on to be at the top of the World Wrestling Entertainment and now a huge movie star and known worldwide. John was one of the more well-known but the rest of the people from this gym were made of the same caliper and qualities. I am a better person from my time with these exceptional individuals and the Nock family…

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White Feather

In my first book I tell the story of my experience with White Feather, who became my primary physician. In the story, Old Hill Burial Grounds I mentioned that the Mystery Woman of Newburyport who played a huge part in my evolving wisdom during my time in Newburyport, Massachusetts. Well, after I had shared with the Mystery Woman my experiences of past lives in my late night meditations along the river and at the burial grounds she said I needed to find White Feather. She said, White Feather, could help me with my visions and with my injuries and issues. The Mystery Woman’s words were to be so true…

White Feather had a magical studio full of Native American artifacts with a palpable spiritual energy pervading her place of healing. She was having an ‘open house’ to give people an experience of her healing arts. White Feather had studied with one of the last Piute Medicine Men from out West and was also trained in other healing arts. White Feather possessed a very evolved level of intuition and empathy.

I went to the open house to see what it was all about. I was to be worked on by two other practitioners. As, I laid on the table and they gentle touched my head and face a peaceful sensation came over me. As, they moved their hands over my heart I experienced an ungodly pain and roared out as I bolted up. Everyone was startled and they all jumped back. Later as I talked with one of the practitioners he said, that your heart is holding all the pain of your life. He also said that healing sessions could release it. It made sense and I made a decision to do it with him. ‘White Feather’, was my friends’ wife and a woman of great sexual prowess. I did not think it would be a good idea to do sessions with her, even though I knew she was the best healer around. So, I made my decision to do it with the male practitioner.

That next Monday I was getting ready to do my swim out into the Atlantic Ocean along the stone jetty that was at the mouth of the Merrimac River. I began to have an awful pain in my chest and it got worse and worse. I am not someone to go to a hospital (maybe if I am gunshot) so I went to what I considered home, the gym. As, I went into the gym, I saw White Feather who was never there during the day. She asked me what was wrong. I said, I don’t know what you people awoke in me but I am coming apart at the seams, do you have time for an emergency sessions? She said, Come with me. I went to her studio and she brought me into her healing room. She said, undress completely and lie under the sheet and that she would be back. As, I laid naked in this room filled with Native American artifacts, I knew I was not alone. I thought, What did you get yourself into now? Alyssa came back in and gently touched me. I immediately pulled into the fetal position and began to sob uncontrollably.

I sobbed for an hour. After the session White Feather told me to look into the mirror. I saw my face glowing with a golden light around my head. I looked like another person. I was in shock and relief but completely at peace. I began sessions with White Feather for the next few years and she worked miracles on me. My great friend, from Hard Nock’s Gym had told me that White Feather had told her that the first session with Peter was the scariest and the most intense one that she had ever done. During the next session with White Feather she gently touched my kidney area and I yelped in pain. She asked about the injury in that area. I shared how I had been rat packed (ganged up on and stomped) by about thirty members of the Devils Disciples Motorcycle Club out of the Boston Chapter, with their base in Detroit Michigan. I was with two riders from New York City when we got rat packed. I came to the next day three towns over and face down in the mud. The only part of my body that I could move without pain was one eye. I should have felt fortunate that I was alive as a few months later the whole Boston chapter were arrested on murder, mayhem, drug dealing etc. etc.. Over the years, the boys from the Lynn, Massachusetts area hunted these guys down and put their lights out, permanently. They did not do it for me but for the two Riders from New York.

Well, back to my injury and my session with White Feather as I shared the story. She gently touched the injured area that I carried that pain and memory in the cells. I ‘unconsciously’ thought I would have kidney problems somewhere along the way in life. Whatever she did, when I left that day, the pain and cell memory were gone. I later learned how the NFL used ones like White Feather to work with injured athletes. If a pass receiver goes up to catch a ball and someone hits him on his side that the memory of that pain is right in the cells. An athlete will ‘unconsciously’ try to protect that injured area and it will dimmish his performance.

After a while the sessions became much less intense and when she would hit a spot holding cell memory of pain and I would jump, White Feather would smile and say, Ok, what happened here. We would both laugh. One time she touched my hip and I jumped. She said, what happened there? I told of being run off the road on my motorcycle after I had kicked in the door over an imaginary slight…. I love that saying, it is not only imaginary but it is only a ‘slight’ to boot. That is a good example of the mind and ego causing all our problems…

One time White Feather asked me who was my primary physician. I said, You are my primary physician. You actually healed me and understood me. Doctors either wanted to medicate me or lock me up, so I am eternally grateful to you. White Feather holds a special place in my heart. It was because of her healing work I could love a woman in a healthy way…

These are a few of the stories from my first book and endless great memories for me.

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Wishing you and yours the best…

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THE IRISH STORY TELLER OF MIAMI BEACH…

Dedication

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My fifty year medallion from 2020 (March 1970 – 2023) (53 years)

This book is dedicated to the 12-step program of recovery for the alcoholic that saved my life and was truly the beginning of me living a life beyond my dreams. Later in this book I have written a story called THE METAMORPHISM OF THE 12-STEP PROGRAM. I share my experience, strength, and hope from my years of sobriety that began in March 1970. Eventually you lose track of how many years that it has been as it really does not matter. As, it is a one-day-at-a-time way of life. I must say that at forty years sober I went into a reflective mood about my life. I thought it would last a few days but I have never left that space of reflection, contemplation and gratitude. I would have long been dead if I had not been saved by Grace and The Program. This place of Gratitude was just deepened when I sat in reflection on my fiftieth anniversary. This peaceful state of reflection has continued the last few years, just like the prior years and my gratitude just continues to grow. I know how blessed I have been and gladly turn my will and life over to the God of my understanding.

In the story that I have written I have talked about the changes I was to witness in the program over the years with outsiders and government worming their way in and trying to use us for their own agenda. Pretty much the same behaviors that we see the extremist in our country trying to do today to change the principles that made our country strong and a land of the free.

Some have strongly disagreed with what I had witnessed in the 12-step program and found my writings disturbing. I make no apologies for what I have written as I have been there for over fifty-three years and I have done the work to recover. So, my words carry conviction. Most people today see or are waking up to what is going on in our country. So, I am not concerned that people won’t agree with me as anyone with an open mind will see the same interventions in the program as is happening in our country.

With that said, I would like to make it clear, I owe my life to the principles of the 12-program set down by the founders. I struggled many years to attain what the program had to offer and for the promises in the literature to come true for me, but they all did. I was able to recover from a fatal illness. People like me either end up spending their lives locked up in jail or institutions or dying young. I am sincerely grateful to the program and the incredibly kind and supportive individuals that were there for me.

It feels so natural that you want to give back to the program and others. I never did well trying to help others. Maybe, my personality is a little lacking. So, I have chosen to put everything I have learned in my life into my books. My early years life experience, my fifty-three years in the program and my knowledge from a meditative path for the last thirty-five years. Everything that has helped or that I have learned from life is in my books available for anyone that is interested. In this way, I have poured my life’s blood, my experience, my strength and my hope and everything I have into my books and have made them available for anyone.

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In the writings of the founders of the original 12-step recovery program, the writers had some words about direct communion with God. They said that you can go directly to God for answers, but it was suggested that until you are firmly established in the principles of the program, it is better left unused. Along the way in the program of recovery you will be established in a way of life that gives you complete freedom. Your physical sobriety will be based in a faith as strong as concrete. Your emotional sobriety will give you the ability to go directly to God for direction and guidance. This God and direct conscious communion with it, has always been there, but you will become aware of it when you are established in emotional sobriety. The Twelve steps will make you complete. They are divinely inspired teachings.

There are two parts to the recovery program. One is getting physically sober and free of alcohol, and then being sober becomes a normal state of being from then on. Physical sobriety is the miracle. The frosting on the cake is the second part of this God given program. This second part of the program is called emotional sobriety. It is a state of equanimity and mastery of your mind. Physical sobriety and Emotional sobriety are what gives you freedom, happiness, peace, and right understanding.

As with the two wings of the dove, Grace and Self-effort work perfectly together. So too, Physical and Emotional Sobriety go hand in hand on our path. Once established in this state of mind and emotional balance you are now fully qualified to go directly to God for any answers or direction you need. It takes a clear and still mind & heart. No one knows more about you than your own heart. This is true freedom as you are not dependent on any individual or group and you do not get your power from anyone else anymore. You realize you are the power. You are now home. Your own heart was the goal all the time.

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With the sincerest gratitude I thank this simple program of recovery for saving my life and freeing me from the obsession for alcohol. I owe my life to this simple program of spiritual principles. I wish that everyone finds the right help for their issues on their journey in this life…

WISHING YOU AND YOURS THE BEST!!!

Sincere Thanks

In the first six books in this seven-book series I have an extensive listing of all the great people that have played their parts for me on this journey. I am sincerely grateful to every one of them. There have been so many individuals that God has worked through to help me, guide me, and uplift me in times of trouble. I have been blessed with a great family and true friends in my life. I thank all of the gang from Hard Nock’s Gym. I had great parents who, with kindness and consideration, put up with such a troubled soul as myself. I have great brothers and a wonderful son and daughter, now a granddaughter. We all have our own lives to live, and I wish everyone the best. The words of Kahlil Gibran: Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you; and though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. We are but the caretakers of God’s children. I have always felt like the caretaker of God’s stuff, that it was not mine.

I am sincerely grateful to God for a lifetime of safe motorcycle riding, 1965 to present day. I have been In the Wind for more than fifty years. I am so grateful for the ten years I spent with Barbara and our ten years of riding in the White Mountains. We shared ten years of safe, problem-free riding on the best custom motorcycles, all over New England and especially the White Mountains and Seacoast.

Thank you, God, for keeping Barbara and myself safe out on the roads for all those years. I have priceless memories of riding with Barbara in the White Mountains.

I am sincerely grateful for having experienced receiving everything that I ever wanted. The best gift of experiencing I love the life I live, and I live the life I love. I am sincerely grateful for the teachings about the mind and the power of thoughts and feelings, the wisdom of the proper way to breathe, and the knowledge of our true Self. I am grateful for all the wisdom from the ancient Masters to the present-day teachers like Gregg Braden, Dr. Joe Dispenza, and Dr. Bruce Lipton. My great friend, Kay, who has always encouraged me to write and who believed in my writing process. I thank D.R. (Ram) Butler for sharing his endless wisdom and his life of selfless service.

I can’t forget my great friend, Bob Hawes, who has done so much in so many ways to help me create these books. Big thanks to the great team at Balboa Press. Via, Tara, Ann, and the design team have been so understanding and helpful and have done such a great job setting up and designing my books. Big thanks to Louise Hay, owner of Hay House International, for providing this vehicle for indie authors like myself to be published all over the world. Big thanks to the Yogic Path I follow, and to all the monks and my friends. Big thanks to all the sweet women that have filled my books. A big thanks to Michele and Karen for sharing their beauty that filled my writings. Michele and Karen are two very special and exceptional individuals who have been such great friends. Thanks to Dan Svenconis, a great friend, who showed up and helped me with my past books. Dan, a college professor who is very knowledgeable about writing, told me that I wrote in a very Joycean (James Joyce) style, which is writing in a flow of consciousness. I remembered James Joyce’s name from my younger years at school. I am not sure I deserve that compliment as Joyce is what I consider a real writer, and I am just a humble typist for the ‘Voice’. This unseen voice is the real author/writer behind every book. I am not really sure what is even in these books. One day I will have to read them.

From the time I started my first book until it was published was ten years. In the last two and a half years, I have published eight more books. Now, my nineth book is out next to the first eight books out everywhere. That will make eight books published in two and a half years compared to one book published in ten years. I would call that a miracle and another gift to be grateful for. It is funny how hard it was for me to write in the beginning and now I have found I have a gift for storytelling and the books are just flowing. I don’t think of myself as a writer but calling myself a storyteller fits. I was always good at telling stories about our escapades when we were younger. You have to be able to laugh at yourself and not take yourself too serious.

So on the day that I had the following thought, I smiled to myself. I jokingly have called myself the Irish storyteller of Miami Beach.

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So, a very big thanks to all that have enriched my life. And always a big thanks to The One.

Prelude

Simply put, the goal is to be established in love in this present moment. We do need someone and some knowledge to get the ball rolling but there is endless knowledge in the world that is not necessary to attain. Turning inward and meditating on your own heart (the source of all love) in the present moment is meditating on the One or the Self. This is the goal to be established within our own self by recognizing and dwelling on the love that resonates from your own heart. The destination is your own heart. The goal is to be established in Unconditional Love. From this place we wish everyone the best and in our wishing the best for everyone else we receive the best. Experiencing the love in your own heart and being grateful for all of God’s gifts in this Present Moment is the goal and where true happiness lies. It’s that simple…

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I will write a lot about MIND and THOUGHTS in this book as the most important lesson is to understand our own minds and master our thoughts. Our thoughts (mind) is creating our life with the stories we tell ourselves. So, if everything is just stories, why not tell the best story of our life possible. One of the eye opening realizations for me was that Everything is just stories we make up to justify our actions and existence. Our stories, our opinions and our perceptions in the end are pretty meaningless, but we can use our stories to create a great life while we are here. I was shocked to see that even science was a story. Science is a constantly changing story as more information about the world is understood. Science has a real ‘learning curve’ going on.

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Let me first say that after writing almost 6,000 pages about the greatest teachings and learning about the universal principles I have realized one thing. You could spend a hundred lifetimes studying all the great masters and you would only have a tiny piece of their knowledge. You could spend lifetimes just studying the Jnaneshwar’s Gita: the commentary on the Bhagavad Gita completed by a fifteen-year-old master and barely scratch the surface. So, learning about all the greatest wisdom and gaining knowledge is great but it is not the purpose of a human birth. We do need to read or hear something to inspire or reawaken us but then meditating on the ‘self’ is how we attain mastery. Your time spent would be more beneficial for you to practice the simple spiritual practices of turning inward connecting with your own heart.

This will establish you in your conscious contact with God. That establishment of this realization is what life is all about. You realize the one you have been searching for is alive and well in your own inner awareness. You realize that the one that you are searching for is the one that is looking out through your own eyes. God looks out through your eyes at the world which is God’s creation and God’s body. Our awareness and our consciousness is God. God lives within you, as you. There is only God manifesting as everything and everyone. God is the life force that has animated this entire universe. Go inward and meditate, as what you meditate on you become. Meditating on your inner self (God) will make you realize you are already one with and the same as God. The good news is that you only have to know some basic principles to fulfill your destiny and return to your own heart. Your heart is the destination and realizing that you are already one with God and there is nothing else in this world that matters then you have reached the goal. You have completed the path back to self-realization which is knowing that God is manifesting as you in this moment. What could compare with knowing you are a part of God and that God is all there is. That makes you one with God and you have the powers of God which is to create through thoughts and feelings.

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A Golden Mind gives you a Golden Life. Empty your mind and dwell in peace…

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Knowing What you think is what you will get is the highest teaching of life.

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This is so important - the only time your life actually exists is in this Present Moment.

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Your mind and breath are directly connected, take long breathes in and out and relax.

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Your thoughts, feelings, attitudes and motives will create your life.

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Despite my books being read in nine countries, that I know of, I would not call myself a writer or an author. It just does not feel like a good fit. I can call myself a Story Teller and I am comfortable with using that term. It fits as I was always telling stories about our wild escapades when we were young on the bikes and in high speed chases. I realized just lately that all my life experiences were being gathered and stored for my books that I began writing many years later.

Story Teller fits me well. I was someone with a vivid imagination and I always had trouble telling the difference between reality and my mind stories. So, I was perfect to be a Story Teller. Whether it is a blessing or curse of not knowing what reality is, it seems to be a common trait amongst many great writers. The funny part about this whole reality thing is that the ancient teachings tell us that the outer world (what we call reality) is an illusion. It is not any more real than the movie we watched last night or the dream we had while we slept. That it is a temporary passing show, just as a mist appears for a short time and soon is gone. We watch that with loved ones and people that we know as their lives are over and they have gone like a passing cloud.

The ancients (and me too) believe the real world is the inner world. It is the true story of life and not this silly show of egos chasing fame, fortune and happiness. When you are on your death bed and have millions of dollars and numerous homes but have not connected with your own heart, it will be very scary. You will feel you face death alone. It is not true, but you will believe and feel you are alone. If you had put your attention on turning inward and meditated on the being that lives within you, you would be fearless when your physical body falls away. You will be excited to know you are going home. You already have merged and are one with the ONE and the only death is the falling away of the physical body.

While we are here we can enjoy the pleasures of the flesh, as Gal Gadot, Wonder Woman had described in her movie. The trick is to just enjoy what comes freely and do not get attached or identify with being the doer or the owner. People, places and things are not yours and will leave sooner or later, so just enjoy and do not identify with them. Just as, Kahlil Gibran, the Prophet, had said, your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughter of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you. And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. We are just the caretakers of God’s stuff. That is how I felt like the caretaker of the massive home and property that Barbara and I shared along with our collections of Show and Go Custom Cycles. Freedom is letting everything go and not holding on to anything, even life itself.

The real purpose of our life is just to reawaken or realize that we are children of God. Out of God everything and everyone comes and they exist for a while (for God’s amusement) and then God draws everyone and everything back into itself. So, it never was really your life, it was God’s life expressing as you. This is a radically different way to look at yourself and life but if you can adopt this perspective it will free you beyond anything you have ever known. There will not be anything to worry about. There will be nothing or no one to fear. You will know your life is in God’s hands…

When I learned the Eastern Philosophies about life, I felt so much better. The outer world is the false world of illusion and the real world is within your own heart and mind. The outer world is just a mirror. The outer world will mirror back whatever belief of life you have. That is why we can live in peace and harmony, like in the eye of a hurricane, while the outer world spins out of control. In our little world everything will be alright, there will be nothing wrong and there will never have been anything wrong. That is a mantra/affirmation I have said so many times that it is impressed in my subconscious mind and just plays all the time on its own…That last line was for my sweetheart named CeeCee.

This world is going too fast and with Artificial Intelligence and technological breakthroughs we will not even recognize the world anymore. The scientists wanted to see if they could create a language to communicate with the A.I.. What happened is very scary and makes the science fiction movies of the machines taking over a reality. What the scientists found was that the A.I. developed a language that only the other A.I. could understand. They are already outsmarting us. But there is always a way and that is returning to the simple and uninvolved life that