This time last year I was self-employed running my own successful Web consultancy business. Then, out of nowhere, I had a sudden intuition that I needed to write a book, but after writing part of the first chapter, I had a strong feeling I might have misinterpreted the intuition… at which point I stopped writing. Then, a few weeks later, I suddenly had a powerful urge to organise and facilitate a seminar on consciousness… less than one month later, I’d organised and facilitated a workshop on dreaming and lucid dreaming with 24 people in attendance.

And here I am one year on, giving regular talks, seminars and workshops throughout the UK and Internationally on subjects that just a year ago, were no more than personal interests I’d been practising as an individual.

By trusting and acting on my intuitions, I’m not just doing something I’m passionate about – I’m doing what I was born to do!

Trust and act on your intuitions – and you too will soon be doing what you were born to do.

Below is the incomplete first chapter of my book – ‘Journey of Illusions’… perhaps one day I’ll pick up on this journey where I left off:-)

Dusk was slowing creeping in as I stood on the roadside of a lonely stretch of Texas highway – my mind drifting; drifting off to far off places I’d yet to visit, but somehow felt deeply connected to.

Fuelled by an insatiable thirst for freedom and adventure, hitching rides from place-to-place had been my life for the past few years. But after hitchhiking from Florida to Alaska, from Canada to Mexico, from California to New York, and everywhere in between, the subtle voice inside that was my faithful guide, my unwavering strength, and my driving force was suddenly whispering words of change.

After weeks spent in perpetual contemplation of these intuitive whisperings, I gradually started to accept that a much loved and known chapter in my life was coming to an end.

With the wind blasting my face with cool air from the dry landscape around me, I became aware of a convoy of trucks rolling my way from the west. As the first truck sped past, I could see colourful scenes of acrobatic performers and exotic animals emblazoned on its side.

A travelling circus, I thought, as nostalgic memories flashed in my head of long forgotten childhood dreams and of fun days out with my family.

Waves of excitement flooded through me as my inner child wishfully mused. But as truck after truck passed by without stopping, the thoughts regretfully faded into nothingness.

When the last truck rolled past and disappeared over the horizon, my mind once again became preoccupied with the lingering sense that the life I had come to know so well was about to change.

What determined this to be the right moment for change to occur? Have I nothing more to learn from this way of life? Has it all become too easy and known for there to be no more significant opportunities for growth? Am I being gently nudged by unseen forces onto the next stage of my developmental path?

Just as I started refocusing my thoughts on the fact that darkness was quickly ebbing away at the remaining daylight and that I’d soon need to find shelter for the night, my attention became fixed on the silhouette of a solitary truck rumbling towards me once again from the west.

“This is it” I said to myself, “I’m determined to get one last lift before I call it quits for the day.”

Holding a single intention in my head, I visualised the driver slowing down, pulling over, and stopping to pick me up. With total concentration and belief, I focused my awareness on this mental imagery and nothing else. And as the truck thundered by me, I held fast to my intent – not wavering for an instant.

Then with what seemed like ages, the truck braked, pulled to the side of the road, and rolled to a complete stop.

“Yes!” I yelled aloud as I dashed with rucksack in hand towards my waiting ride.

Struggling with great awkwardness to get settled into the high cab of the truck, I felt a strong sense of déjà vu. But with barely a second to explore the fleeting familiarity of the situation, the driver’s twangy voice wailed loudly over the growling of the truck’s idling engine, “Howdy, where you headin’?”

“Florida” I said with a tone of indifference (…the state where I grew up, Florida was where I always retreated to when needing respite from my nomadic lifestyle, but the longer I stayed away, and the more I experienced life, the less magnetized was its draw).

“Got anythin’ urgent goin’ on in Florida?” the driver bluntly enquired.

Setting my rucksack down on the muckheap that was the cab’s floor, I said “Nothing urgent as such, just dropping in on family and friends to say hi.” And goodbye – possibly for a very long time, I thought.

“Feel like makin’ some money before headin’ on down the road?” he asked.

Noting I set my bag down in a slimy glob of unidentifiable goo, I made a quick mental calculation of my finances (…two dollars). I then emphatically replied “Does a bear shit in the woods?”

“That’ll be a yes then” he said laughing loudly. “My ol’ man runs this circus, and I own a few gamin’ stalls, but ain’t got enough operators to run ’em all right now. I could put you in charge of one of ’em and pay you twenty five percent of any money you take. How’s that sound?”

“Yeah, sounds great!” I answered. “Thanks for the offer.”

“That’s settled then” he said, “Name’s Ray.”

“Todd” I replied.

After lugging the truck back onto the road with all the grace of a whale wrenching itself from a sandbar at low tide, Ray gave his complete concentration to navigating the truck through the oncoming darkness.

As I watched the truck’s headlights carve an archway of illumination onto the darkened road ahead, my thoughts turned heavily over the days events…

Hundreds of cars passed me by in the space of two hours before Ray finally came along. Most days it takes fifteen…thirty minutes tops to get a ride. What was so different about today?

Was I subliminally sending out the wrong vibe to everyone but Ray? Could it be that on a deeper level of awareness, we sensed one another’s needs, and then through subconscious means – our paths were nudged together as our requirements were so compatible?

What about the other drivers…was the same subtle process influencing them too? Were they subconsciously signalled not to pick me up as a more optimal arrangement had already been harmonized?

And the déjà vu I felt when I climbed into the truck…was it a kind of mystical alarm bell alerting me to the synchronicity behind our meeting?

With drowsiness setting in, and with so many questions filling the interspaces of my mind, I allowed the last vestiges of consciousness to fade and give way to sleep.

Next month, in December, I’m going to go on a journey… I’ll set out on foot from my home in the Greater London area and just start walking.

I have no idea where I’m going to go or for how long…

I’m just going to go with the Universal flow!

By day I will immerse myself in the here and now of the physical world, and by night I will shift my conscious awareness to the eternal now of the nonphysical dimensions of a much wider reality.

And regardless of where I find myself, I will open my heart and mind fully, and I will embrace my unlimited potential to create and manifest the ultimate journey!

I have a deep inner knowing this journey will accelerate my growth, development, maturity and evolution, and I look forward to sharing my experiences along the way.

For anyone who would like to arrange to meet – if I happen to find myself passing your way, please send me an email (todd@journeyoftruth.co.uk), and I’ll contact you if Synchronicity makes it happen.

I feel total gratitude to the Universe for sending me this inspiration…

And I happily accept the invitation!

This weekend I travelled to Exmouth in Devon to provide some private OBE coaching and guidance to an individual.

After spending the weekend talking about the OBE state, going over some techniques, and doing some guided meditations, it was time to leave this person to get on with practice, practice and more practice.

Travelling to Exmouth by train, I then decided I’d have another hitchhiking and manifestation adventure, so starting from a roundabout in Exmouth near the M5, my plan was to manifest a few lifts with a difference. Below you’ll find a few video logs of my experiences, including a 7-minute rant about the concept of the “here and now”, which is something I’m confronted with on a regular basis by non out-of-body explorers.

Enjoy…

The below video log was taken at an Underground Station only 20-minutes from my home, so considering I arrived to this location from the M3, holding a sign that read ‘London’, it was a wonderful manifestation to get this lift… as you can see from the map below, I could have been picked up by someone travelling to any number of locations around the Greater London area.

The video log below is the “here and now” rant;-)

To get there, I decided to hitch-hike… so I put my manifestation knowledge and skills to work – and synchronised some lifts!

Below are a few of the videos I made, though at some point I forgot to continue to log my journey, so to fill in a few blanks – hitching from the A40 near Hillingdon, to the centre of Bristol City, took me about 6-hours… my complete gratitude to all the friendly, generous people who gave me my rides, and who trusted I wasn’t a deranged axe murder;-)

The Universe provided an amazing evening of synchronicity, manifestation and inspiration!

Below are a few videos that were taken throughout the night…

Two in particular have been very profound and I’m keen to see how they play out!

For anyone interested, two very good books on Synchronicity are…

Tracks in the Psychic Wilderness by Dale E Graff

Synchronicity & You by Frank Joseph

Happy reading!

Why did it take me so long?

Well, I can assure you it wasn’t from a lack of trying or belief, because I religiously practiced almost nightly and I always kept my spirits high.

And it wasn’t from a lack of resources either… I went out and bought myself a great big comfy reclining chair for doing my OBE sessions, I purchased the full 6-box, 18-CD set of the Gateway Experience Hemi-Sync program from the Monroe Institute, I ordered all 3 of Robert Monroe’s books, I got myself a new portable CD player, and after searching high and low for the perfect eye mask, I acquired the Mindfold – the Rolls Royce of eye masks;-)

OK, so if my slow start to getting out-of-body action wasn’t from a lack of effort, mental fortitude or supporting assets, what… what was the reason for taking so long to break by OBE duck?

Well, I have a few theories…

One theory has to do with a lack of good guidance, and another theory has to do with Synchronicity and Destiny!

Let’s start with examining the element of good guidance…

Although I had indirect mentoring from Robert Monroe through his most excellent books as well as the brain state altering power of the Gateway Experience CDs, I found the guidance for inducing OBEs offered by these two sources to be minimal at best; I consider Monroe’s books to be must have reads among out-of-body explorers, however, of his 3 books, ‘Journeys Out of the Body’ is the only one that offers any sort of instructions for leaving the body – instructions that are basic to say the least and somewhat uninspiring, and though the Gateway Experience CDs are a phenomenal resource of exercises and tools, it’s only the last 3 CDs in the program that are specific to the out-of-body state, but unfortunately, at no point are you actually given any useful techniques to focus on.

It wasn’t until I discovered William Buhlman’s book, ‘Adventures Beyond the Body’ that I felt I finally had the guidance I needed for inducing regular out-of-body experiences… I’ve since come to view Buhlman as the ideal facilitator; always open with his knowledge, and supportive and encouraging through his stories and personal experiences.

However, William Buhlman’s influence forms part of the synchronous element of my second theory – of Synchronicity and Destiny…

Which I’ll be writing about tomorrow!

At this very moment, my thoughts are being heavily provoked by Synchronicity.

My mind is absolutely filled with musings about the meaningful coincidences that took place before and during the OBE workshop – but I’m finding it difficult to express these thoughts through words.

Perhaps tomorrow I’ll find it easier to put my thoughts down about these amazing occurrences…