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Happy Birthday to Me Me Me

Yes, last week I passed the 76 mark – someone even thought I was born in 76!  So well done Me, for keeping myself alive and relatively well preserved since conception on or about Valentine’s Day 1940: a pure Golden … Continue reading

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Mantak and Me – Part 7: America!

Now I had to find the money to pay for the training.  I already had my round-the-world ticket and arrived in Los Angeles to find it smoking.  The airport people advised us not to go downtown because of riots over … Continue reading

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A Winners Alphabet

A book to win by! And to win in a way that suits you, fits your style, utilizing resources you already have, inspiring ways to find more. Direct, no-nonsense, practical without preaching, North has written a handbook of help to … Continue reading

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Mantak and Me – Part 4: Training

January 1992 continued.  I found it hard to believe it was happening.  I’m going to lectures, talking with, eating with, hanging out with the man who has made fundamental changes for the better to the lives of so many.  I … Continue reading

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Mantak and Me – Part 3: The First Encounter

January 12th, 1992, Pattaya. By the boat jetty, a group of European men accompanied by Thai ‘service girls,’ of which there are said to be 10,000 in Pattaya (destination of choice for the US 7th Fleet on R&R.) I can … Continue reading

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Mantak and Me – Part 2: How It All Began

I asked, on that dark night on the road to Chiang Mai, about Mantak’s son, Max, who had given me a bit of help when I started.  I had walked to Vassar, the Ivy league college in upstate New York … Continue reading

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Mantak and Me – Part 1: A Dark Night In Chiang Mai

Walking towards Chiang Mai after an evening at Tao Garden, I stopped as a gleamingly black Mercedes pulled in, and a dark glass window rolled down. I recognised the driver. ‘Master Chia!’ I said. ‘Hey, Kris! Where you going?’ ‘Chiang Mai,’ … Continue reading

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