Who Am I ?



On the surface, we all have our stories. We were all born somewhere, we have our profession and family, our accomplishments and our defeats.

This question can also go much deeper, if we are willing to inquire. It is actually the essence of everything on this site, in my books and in my teachings. It is THE question. It is the question that shifts us from the small confines of the story of “me and my life” to the more expanded possibilities of contribution, connection and awakening.

So if you are interested to know more about me, which in a funny way means to know more about you too, here are some different dimensions of answering the question:


Sounds are being heard, aren’t they? The words on your computer screen are being seen. Sensations in the body are being felt. Who is experiencing all of this? Can you find the one who is alert and aware and present in this moment? The willingness to hang out in this inquiry is transformational and revolutionary. When I look for myself in this way, I discover conscious presence that has no boundaries. The presence that is experiencing this moment behind my eyes is the same as the presence behind your eyes too.


I am the beggar, I am the sinner and I am the saint. I am the used car salesman, and the lonely old lady in hospice. I am Mahatma Gandhi and Saddam Hussein. I am you and me, and him and her, and all of us and none of us, and so are you. Drill down into your own inner core, and you will discover that everything “out there” is also “in here.”


Ok, ok. Enough esoteric talk now. We all have our story. I was born in England, I live in California, I have a wonderful wife, two children and a cat. I live in a small town in the mountains. I’ve written seven books, and now I make films.

You can read my biography here–>

You can read what my students and clients have to say here (Coming Soon)

And here are some pictures of me you might need if I am coming to speak at your event (Coming Soon)


Beyond all of that, I am a pure potentiality, just like you. I am a gift partially given, and partially held back by habit and belief. I am a birthing process, in progress right now. I am a collection of gifts being time released through the cracks in my facade. I am a work in progress, and so are you.

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