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Mantak and me – Part 13

Posted on December 8, 2016 by Kris Deva North

June 1993 When I left Pattaya after the Fusion week I had been training with Mantak for over a year and pretty much decided that was the way I wanted to go.  It wasn’t just the learning: he seemed to … Continue reading →

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Mantak and Me – Part 12

Posted on December 1, 2016 by Kris Deva North

8th February 2013  Back in Pattaya, spending our days learning about raising the sexual energy and our nights practicing.  No sex in class, to the disappointment of some and the relief of others, led to such a charged atmosphere it … Continue reading →

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Mantak and Me – Part 11

Posted on November 24, 2016 by Kris Deva North

Winter 1992/Spring 1993 Back in London it didn’t take me long to realise that wanderlust or just lust had taken me a long way and I wanted to get back, but not to the dreary life in pursuit of profit … Continue reading →

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Mantak and Me – Part 5: Follow the Money

Posted on October 6, 2016 by Kris Deva North

‘Make friends with money energy!’ finally resolved my issues with filthy lucre, from the childhood program ‘We don’t discuss money.  So vulgar,’ to the grown-up riches-and-success program that had me chasing after it in a constant race to make it … Continue reading →

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Mantak and Me – Part 3: The First Encounter

Posted on September 23, 2016 by Kris Deva North

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

Posted on September 16, 2016 by Kris Deva North

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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