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My latest garden doodle
To see more of my latest garden doodle click here: A Way to Garden
You can see all of my garden doodles HERE
Possibility Girl
"In Quantum Psychics, objects/thoughts are not determined things. Objects/thoughts are possibilities. Possibilities of what? They are possibilities for consciousness to choose from."
A question of faith
On our very first meeting my therapist asked me what I wanted from our sessions. I said I just wanted to find my place in this world. She said it was a reasonable request and proceeded to tell me about Quantum Physics. She said that whatever I wanted, I should ask for it. But I must ask for it out loud. And I must only ask for what I truly wanted. She said, if I did this, everything would take care of itself.
That night, I sat on my bed and said, out loud, that I wanted to find my place in this world. And whilst it didn't happen overnight. I did in fact find my place in this world. It worked!
(Note that I did not ask for a material thing - a book deal - to make a living from my drawings. I asked to find my place in this world)
In 2007, I sat, once again, on my bed and asked a second time - I wish to find love in 2008. (My first book was to be published November 2007 and so I didn't want any 'distraction'.) During the middle of November 2007, I began speaking to the girl on the internet. She lived in America. I knew I had to meet her. On January 2nd 2008 I went to see her. My holiday was for 1 week, but I ended up staying for 90 days. Then she came to England for 90 days. Then I went back to America for 90 days. We fell completely in love. In 2009 we married. It worked again!
(Note I did not ask for a material thing - to fall in love with a girl - to get married. I just asked to find love)
My therapist called it quantum physics. Others may call it God's work. I think of it as the work of Quantum Psychics fairies. Whatever it is called. You should try it.
My latest garden doodle
To see more of my latest garden doodle click here: A Way to Garden
You can see all of my garden doodles HERE
Transactional Analysis Theory
This is a drawing of the human brain. It shows the child, the adult, and the parent. For us to be ‘balanced’ each must be allowed to fully bloom inside our head. Each must support, nurture, love, and understand the other. It is a very simple drawing. But it is the most complicated relationship we shall ever have.
About Me
In 2005 I was depressed. Suicidal. I went to a therapist. I began writing a beautiful revolution. In 2006 an agent approached me - then a publisher (John Murray) and my doodles became the book If You're Happy And You Know it. It was published during the week of my 40th birthday. I began doodling for BBC Ouch. 2007. I had finally found my place in this world. In 2008 I met my American publishers (Harper Perennial) in Soho. We sat for 2 hours in my favourite place in London Patisserie Valerie and planned how Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now would be. A memoir. A memoir.
My love life was still a complete disaster - going from one bad relationship to another. But then I met her. The girl on the internet. She lived in America. I went to see her. If I could write it down, it wouldn't come close to how amazing she was. She came to England. In 2008 we sat in my bedroom and laid out every doodle, every word I had ever written on the floor and formed the narrative of my book Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now. June 2008 I went back to America with her. We got married. January 2009 my book Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now was published. In America. The place I now call home. I got a new agent. An American agent. Began to doodling for A Way To Garden. 3 months ago my wife and I bought our first home together. We adopted a dog. A blind pit bull. We named him Little Man. Last week my green card came through. In 2007 I found my place in this world. In 2009 I found everything.
I used to think you needed to see it, to believe it.
But now I realize that to see it, you must first believe it.
Everything is possible. Everything is possible.
Strange
It took me 40 years to work this out. To see beauty in my bones and skin.
Extraordinary Mind
One (lost) night, I sat in my kitchen and wrote these words about love and life, onto a black canvas.
It has proven to be my most popular piece of work to date.
You can even google image search it!
*Someone just sent me a picture of my words on her pink shoes*
I feel quite proud.
My latest garden doodle
To see more of my latest garden doodle click here: A Way to Garden
You can see all of my garden doodles HERE
Think, before you think
Many moons ago, my therapist explained that one's first thought of the day is critical. She insisted that the first thought would send the powers of Quantum Physics into a hive of activity, and it would, inevitably, become the destiny of your day.
At first, this information freaked me out to think an uncontrollable thought could decide everything. But then, I realized, I control my thoughts. And I am responsible for the destiny of my day.
And so now, each morning, I sit quietly and drink my coffee before I allow that first thought of the day to enter my mind.
This morning, my first thought of the day was: I wonder if the worms will survive this winter?
It's bloody freezing.
God knows what Quantum Physics will do with that.
Songs for ex lovers: Oh Mandy
This morning, I could not get Barry Manilow songs out of my head.
I no longer hear the voices in my head
I am sometimes asked, which is my favorite doodle in my book and I always point to the doodle above. It's not that I like it the most visually or that it makes me laugh more. But it is the drawing that makes me smile the most. It was drawn on the day - two years into therapy - when I knew my depression had gone. The unimaginable beast that lived inside my head had been defeated. I was fixed and everything was going to be okay.
At first the thought of being happy and fixed scared the living daylights out of me and so I did not utter a word of it to my therapist - for fear she might set me free and send me into the scary streets alone. And so I kept it from her for another 2 months (just to be sure).
Your beautiful revolution
Were you once lost, depressed, frustrated, unloved, unhappy?
How did you find your way?
Did you change jobs? Fall in love? Become a monk?
Please share your journey, your beautiful revolution here - so that others might learn from you.
Thank you
