Up until June 1973 I was just an average New Zealander, having been brought up in Christchurch, New Zealand shortly after World War Two concluded. As a child and young adult I had no interest in spiritual healing or anything that could be even remotely considered "esoteric". The only exception being ghost stories (which usually left a shiver down my spine). My life was structured in the "what-you-see-is-what-you-get" format (this is the WYSIWYG concept, so beloved of computer engineers). But all that changed at 1.30am on a Monday morning in the middle of winter as I drove off the ferry into Wellington. A new engineering position within my broadcasting career was the drawcard. But it wasn't the start of a new job that causes me to write about that particular experience. You see, that same Monday morning was also my "spiritual awakening".
As I scanned the morning newspaper in search of a place to stay, I was drawn to a small advertisement in the personal column. It went something like this: "Spiritualism. Discussion course starting soon. Phone......" For some inexplicable reason, I rang the number. Frank Broomfield answered and as it turned out, he was running this discussion course in his own home, one night a week for eight weeks. Somehow, just somehow, I became involved in the first night's activities a mere two days after arriving in the city.
As you might expect, the discussion course covered all manner of spiritual topics. I learned how to do psychometry (picking up hidden information from an object, just by holding it) and found the process surprisingly easy. What else took place during those few weeks is now of little concern. But the awakening process didn't end there. Frank also participated in a development group held at a nearby Spiritualist Church. A few weeks into my discussion course, a vacancy had arisen in that other group. Was I interested? Talk about a red rag to a bull. Yes, Yes, YES!
Though still not sure what I had gotten myself in for, I sat in a dark room, in a strange part of the city I had never previously ventured into, sitting with ten people whom I didn't know, participating in activities I had no idea were even possible. My first night there was very interesting (and a tad overwhelming). But the second night was even more exciting. I was sitting in a chair with my hands gently resting on my lap, palms upward. All of a sudden they started moving of their own accord. It wasn't me moving my hands. It felt like they were being "pulled" from one position to another by something (or someone) outside of myself. At the same time as this was taking place, a voice said "look, he's got the hands of a healer". Because it was so dark, I couldn't even see my own hands. Yet, here was a woman on the other side of the room able to see something - and be certain it was me.
Clairvoyantly, she could see blue energy coming off my hands. It was as simple as that. The message for me that night was "Welcome to the world of healing".
It was all very well having my hands dragged around as if they had a life of their own. What to do about it was my next concern. Fortunately, because Frank was a healer he also became my mentor and teacher over the next few months. Gradually I learnt to work with the energy flows that were now easily detected in my hands. Sensations of hot, cold, "icy wind", tinglings etc were identified as a valid part of the healing process.
I learnt that if I put my hands near an afflicted part of the body, there was a transfer of energy and a "healing" took place. So, for the first few months of my "apprenticeship" my hands were gently pulled and manipulated into the correct positions. Then a gradual metamorphosis took place as the pulling actions lessened off and the conscious part of me took control. After about six months or so I was not aware of any pulling actions. All movement was now by my conscious control.
Through the Church I developed a particular style, loosely called "laying-on-of-hands" spiritual healing. And for a couple of hours on Saturday afternoons I regularly provided healing for those in need. My proficiency increased at the same rate as my now, rampant thirst for knowledge. Having a skill that went way beyond my wildest expectations (and understanding) was a very special privilege for which I am still grateful.
Within a few years I had lost faith in the process and was becoming reluctant to use it. I just had too many unanswered questions. For instance, why was it that some people went away feeling better, but came back a week later feeling sore once again? And they did this repeatedly, week after week for no overall gain. What did the hot / cold sensations actually represent? Why were a small percentage of "healers" some of the sickest people you could ever meet? I had so many misgivings about the value of this form of healing that I turned away from it and studied other esoteric subjects, like astrology and the Tarot - such was my thirst for understanding the Human Condition.
In October 1989, within a week of each other, I reached two very important milestones. First... I gained a formal qualification in emotional release using a process called EMTM (Energy Movement).
Secondly... I purchased a book called "Hands of Light" by Barbara Ann Brennan and quickly discovered on page 219 a new healing technique called Spiritual Surgery. In a few brief pages she described the process, and included pictures of the process at work. It literally jumped out of the page at me and I was immediately hooked. Something about the process felt just right.
A few days later, a friend came to visit. I asked if I could experiment with Spiritual Surgery on her. She agreed. Well, it worked! I had suddenly become a channel for this powerful new healing modality. Gone were the "hit-and-miss" / random / erratic problems associated with the lay-on-of-hands healing. Gone also were the energy draining problems and the uncertainties of what was actually taking place. It seemed too good to be true - but it was true. The rest of this story, as they say, is history.
As a natural step in evolution, I cut loose of the Spiritual Surgery shackle in April 2004 when the process was renamed: 'Zenna Healing'. The SS label not totally discarded. However, all certificate training is under the new label. Coupled with the change are strict rules governing the use of the trademark and exactly who can call themselves a 'Zenna Practitioner' These changes are necessary to get the process into the USA and the UK (and no doubt, elsewhere).
One of my personal qualities - if you can call it that - is the ability to work equally well from right or left brain. Right brain involves feelings, symbols, intuition and concepts. Left brain is logical, analytical and methodical. Right brain feels! Left brain thinks!
Both hemispheres of my brain are involved in my work. The logical part of me has to make sense of what the right brain feels. It is a process that works well for me.
Another quality is the ability to take complicated ideas and break them down into easily managed, bite sized morsels.
And yet another is my innate ability to present my ideas in plain english. This website is testament to all three qualities.
But there is another quality I will share with you, because it is important for you to know. I may be the world's leading authority on Zenna and everything you see here, but I do it reluctantly (less so now, but there is still a part of me that holds back). Why?
As a child I was shy and introverted. Even though I have worked through and released the bulk of my childhood issues, my fundamental "Self" is still an introvert. I would rather be the camera operator than the performer being filmed.
Yet I know that this work will generate publicity on a scale my head still struggles with. To go from absolute obscurity in a quiet and very isolated corner of the world, to being on the world stage is daunting. I know it will happen. I know there will be TV appearances, documentaries, and public presentations. And that is just the start. Is it any wonder I feel trepidation? When, is another matter, and as you will by reading on, one I don't have any concerns over.
But Spirit are cunning. Ever since I came into this healing industry, I have been gently guided into ever more challenging roles. From 1973 until 1989 progress was slow - I had to make a lot of adjustments to my belief system. I was also very "left brained" up until October 1989, for I had yet to awaken the right brain part of me.
All the rules changed significantly in October 1989 when I became an EM Practitioner. With the right brain now awakened, a steep learning curve kicked in that hasn't stopped - and probably never will.
I look back at what I wrote ten years ago and shudder. I have learned just so much in these past few years that my progress can only be described as astronomical. The left brain part kicks in here and throws the comment: "tell them why this is so".
OK. It seems I made a contract with Spirit to follow this path onto the world stage. Partly for my own growth and partly to add value to the planet. Calling into play my creative abilities was easy. Learning how to do desktop publishing was easy. Learning how Zenna Healing works was easy. Training others was also easy. Perhaps it is not surprising I should be where I am at in my life.
The funny part is that although I consider myself a reluctant partner, I get my backside kicked by Spirit when I hesitate. I ignore them at my peril now.
At this stage I will change tack and describe a very personal journey into HELL that I experienced three times during these past eighteen years or so.
In the immediate period after the EM Practitioner Training I underwent nine solid months of intense emotional release. An endless parade of issues came up from deep within me at roughly two weekly intervals. Each was worked through and released.
By July 1990 I was well and truly wrung out emotionally, as well as physically. But I felt clear and happy. It was like being on a roller coaster ride. But now it was over - or so I thought. For the next four or five years I continued to release emotional issues, albeit at a more leisurely pace. And by the mid 1990's they were indeed mostly gone. Hell number one mastered.
In 1995 a new issue loomed. Just one more, I thought. So I let it be and waited until it decided what it was going to do. In 1997 it sure let me know. Overnight I vomited and heaved so many times I felt like death warmed over. Then I became an instant asthmatic.
At this stage I was married. But I had given away my power too many times "to keep the family peace". I now know the deadly consequences of giving away my power. There were times I couldn't climb even three steps without feeling it. Then the weight started to pile on. My body was under enormous stress and it was struggling. So I liberated myself from what was now a very toxic marriage. I changed my job, for it had also become toxic. Both activities took place in 1999.
Within a year I had cleared the asthma out of my system and by 2004 had reduced the weight down to "healthy" levels. That was Hell number two.
Then in 2000 came a period of self employment and yet another set of issues. This lot centred around money. Or rather, the lack of it. Those issues were then worked through. So powerful were they that I lost absolutely everything I had accumulated in life. Only a small collection of items remained. At one stage in 2005, I was reduced to living off a credit card - with nothing coming in to cover it.
I know that although these last issues centred around money, abundance and prosperity, they were actually about spiritual values. The value I placed on myself, my work and my teachings. Hell number three now out of the way.
It wasn't until I had past through these three Hells that I read a passage in a book that blew me totally. The passage described the three tests that "enlightened" people go through, as part of their own growth. Jesus and the Buddha were both mentioned, along with various others, including the story of Jack and the beanstalk.
It seems that each person faced three "tests". The first tested their belief system (the mind). OK! I can relate to that. The second tested the body. Asthma and weight control did that for me really, really well. The final one tested the spiritual part. Bingo! Three out of three. But wait, there's more! Still one more test to go.
As if three weren't enough, the book described how the final test worked. After the three tests, comes test number four. The universe throws EVERYTHING imaginable at you to stop you from achieving enlightenment. That, I also had. Fortunately, this test was really quick - just a couple of years. When I look back over the past twenty years I have had everything (and more) thrown at me. Several times, I burnt out trying to cope.
But just as I have always been helped and guided along my path, Spirit helped me while I went through a long period of Self-healing (November 2004 - July 2006). During much of this time I isolated myself from the rest of world. My old website was closed down. I survived by working in the Kiwifruit industry earning the minimum wage (or less), plus the odd job doing the quit smoking program I offer.
I even isolated myself from family and friends, such was my need (and determination). Extreme measures for an extreme need. I make no apologies to anyone for taking such drastic measures.
I am now on the return journey back to personal power - and enlightenment / ascension.
Towards the end of that period, I noticed how balanced and at peace I felt. So it came as no surprise when an aura photograph (using the latest computer techniques) showed my aura had changed from green / blue to bright red / orange. It showed my chakras as being clean and balanced, plus my auric field also clean and balanced. It was awesome.
Needless to say, I was impressed. Previously, every time I had my aura photographed, it always contained the same green / blue base colours. Now it was way, way different.
The official description of the red / orange colours included: "charisma", "creative expression", "energetic". I had never considered myself charismatic. Yet I know that if I am to do the work now looming, I need that quality. Green and blue in an aura represents "healing" and "teacher". Perhaps those colours will return in time. I miss them. NOTE: They returned! (Sept 2007). In March 2009 I had anotgher opportunity to have the aura photographed. This time, it showed even more interesting colours; colours I have not had before were present. And there was a bright white ball above the head, in exactly the right spot. The aura camera captured the "beacon" beautifully.
I also know that Spirit is now turning up the heat higher than ever before. And once again, my world is turned upside down. Little did I know late in 2008 when Spirit introduced me to Transcension that EVERYTHING I previously considered important, no longer seems so. All the turmoil and pain I endured over 19 years is largely irrelevant now. Life is cetrainly different now, post Transcension. Even so, I am ready to face a considerably different future than that conceivable of a year ago. I feel like the proverbial phoenix, now risen from the flames of Hell.
Here is another quirk in the way Spirit works. They only give us the minimum amount of information we need about their plans for us. If we knew ALL their plans, we would cringe. I do not know for certain how the next few years will turn out (for me). But I do know that whatever happens, it will be on a massive scale.
I graciously accept the challenge. Not surprisingly, I do not consider the "fortune" aspect as important as it once was. I understand the money now coming in is fa more than my wildest dreams could ever imagine. But money is just energy, and I accept it as a necessary balance of energy. Perhaps that attitude is a sign of "enlightenment". I don't know? But it feels right.