One point for a story to start from

The playful sounds of my children doing their chaotic dance in the early morning permeates my house. Joyful screams, siblings yelling, crying, laughing. I transition from a deep dreaming state to being more lucid, aware I was dreaming. This noise and stimulus likely influenced me to shift brain wave frequency. In this moment, I’m awake […]

Origin stories

I was born into a hippy Christian cult called the Children of God. At this time my dad was running a artsy cafe in Adelaide. What I can remember from this early part of my life was that it very disruptive and traumatic. Some of it I just would share on this blog. But I […]