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However, what the College
of Healing did was help me broaden my scope as a healer and I have
subsequently trained as a Counsellor and in various Meridian Therapies. I
also have the College of healing to thank for bringing me together with my
wife Deborah, who I met on a training course that we did together. It was
she who inspired me to take early retirement from business and become a
full time, professional healer.
Though I had a successful
career as a communications design/sales engineer I knew it was the right
thing to do now that I had a ‘companion on the Way’. As a result I have
been able to fully devote myself to my spiritual life of which my healing
work is an integral part. I also teach and write about healing, meridian
therapies and meditation.
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Deborah
I was born into a poor, working class family, who lived in a small
country town in Worcestershire, England.
When I was a small child, maybe two or three years old, I used to go to
church with my Granny. She was very high Anglican and in those days
mass was still said in Latin. I loved it! I loved the pageantry, the
music and the incense, but most of all I loved the magical words that,
because I did not understand them, let my imagination fly and transport
me into profound states of mystical awareness. I couldn’t wait to get
my Sunday fix! And I was quite certain that when I grew up I was going
to be a priest, I was going to be the one who said the words that made
the magic happen. It did not occur to me then that perhaps not everyone
was getting quite the same thing out of it as I did. I just assumed
that was why everyone went, to get that same profound, ecstatic feeling
of communion with this mysterious, glittering, vastness, and drink from
its unfathomable depths.
But then two things happened. Firstly I discovered that I was barred
from becoming a priest when I grew up because I was a girl (female
ordination was still a long way off then) and secondly they started
saying mass in English, and I’m sorry to say that for me, the day that
happened, the magic was gone. Now I understood the words they no longer
fired my imagination, the gateway to the mystery closed and it was not
until I was in my late twenties that it opened up again.
The intervening years were very dark indeed. I come from a deeply
dysfunctional family background and, though I managed to obtain an
honours degree in dance, drama, and sociology, I was frequently
possessed by debilitating periods of depression and suicidal despair.
In my twenty-sixth year I actually made two attempts to end my own
life, but out of that heart of darkness a radical turning began to
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The first dawning came
with an incredibly powerful dream I had, which inspired me to make
sweeping changes in my circumstances. I moved to another town and started
a job working with people with profound physical, behavioural and learning
difficulties. And to this day I don’t know why but, within weeks of me
moving there, the gateway to the mystery opened again and I started to
have ecstatic visionary experiences. I cannot describe the sheer impact of
this period of time; the divine LOVE that poured through me was so intense
that there were times when I thought I might die through the sheer bliss
of it.
In my desire to understand why this was happening to me, messed up,
dysfunctional ‘little’ Deborah, I was led to the door of a darling man
called Tony Neate, internationally renowned medium, spiritual teacher and
one of the founder members of the College of Healing in Malvern. He took
me under his wing and began training me. I cannot express the profound
gratitude I feel for all the help Tony gave me at this time. He and his
wife Ann remain two of the dearest friends me and Brian have. At that same
time, I also undertook and completed the full, College of Healing
training. Needless to say this was a time of profound personal healing and
transformation during which I had another experience, one that was quite
different from the ecstatic visions and overwhelming bliss.
I experienced what I can only describe as a spontaneous awakening to the
true nature of things, a state of pure, undifferentiated awareness where
Deborah, with all of her doubts, fears, hang-ups and neuroses simply did
not exist: nor did her ecstatic visions and realms of bliss exist either.
In this place they were all an illusion, a dream, and it was this,
undifferentiated presence which was in fact the truth of things. This was
a fundamental revelation which changed the entire focus of my ‘inner
workings’.
The other major influence in my life and development as a healer is
another, extraordinary human being who, apart from many other very
impressive talents, is also a Native American Shaman. He is an inspiration
to know and I am immeasurably grateful for all that he has given me. It is
an ongoing association which I treasure to this day.
I have learned and trained with many other teachers too and, apart from
being a member of the College of Healing, I have also formally trained in
aromatherapy, meridian therapies, and the healing system that was
originally called Holographic Repatterning (now called Resonance
Repatterning), though I am no longer a certified practitioner of this
system as I have chosen to synthesise the principles of this teaching with
meridian therapies and other esoteric techniques in a way that is uniquely
my own.
Finally, this brief biography would not be complete without mentioning my
beloved husband Brian. Without him I would not be where I am today. He is
my rock, my companion on the Way. I bless the day we met.
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AND BABY MAKES THREE!
We cannot talk about ourselves without also mentioning the wonderful
member of the animal kingdom we share out lives with, our beloved
Staffordshire BullTerrier, Porter. We adopted him when he was fifteen
months old from a couple who were, much to their acute distress, unable
to carry on looking after him. At that point it had taken us two years
to get over the loss of our previous ‘baby’, an adorable Staffie bitch
named Bess who reached the grand old age of seventeen. We weren’t too
sure if we could go through it all again, but then we met Porter and it
was love at first sight!
The couple who had to
let go of him begged us not to change the name they had given him and
we have honoured that, but after living with us for five and a half
years he responds with equal enthusiasm to baby boy, piggy-wig, and
dog! It all means him and he knows it! As you can see from his pictures
he is a very handsome chap and a couple of years ago he got ‘talent
spotted’ and landed the part of Bill Sykes dog, Bulls-eye, in a local
production of Oliver.
At first we didn’t
think he’d take to acting because he got terrible stage fright at his
first rehearsal, but we got a local dog trainer in to help us and
that’s when we discovered how passionately motivated he is by garlic
sausage! Once he knew that was part of the deal there was no stopping
him and in the end he stole the show. We were very proud parents
indeed! As you can tell, we adore him. He is an absolute joy to share
our lives with.
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