People often think that fear holds us back in a negative way. It is actually how we treat fear that makes it become a hindrance…
Continue reading “Conquering Fear”
Hello everyone. I have been paying so much attention to my main website http://www.InnerPeaceNow.com that I have neglected this website somewhat. But now that will change, and I can share with you one of my latest books:
Twenty-five fun, enjoyable and easy to read inspirational short stories that uncover the source of happiness and joy inside of you.
Continue reading “Happiness Is Inside: 25 Inspirational Stories For Greater Peace Of Mind”
We rise and fall like waves.
Waves we thought would be here forever can crash at any moment.
So can you.
So cherish this wavey life while it rolls.
And surrender when it dies.
– Adam Oakley
Forget what they told you
you should be.
A man living in the blueprint of another
is like a snake trying to slide into another’s dead skin.
Forge your own way,
your own path,
your own sound,
your own voice,
flavoured by those you’ve admired,
but never governed by it.
– Adam Oakley
“Don’t try” – Charles Bukowski.
There is a balance between turning up, willing to work, and then being open enough for creativity to flow through you, rather you trying to control it… Continue reading “Try”
A story for adults only. Viewer discretion is advised.
When Barry and I saw her, we were dumbstruck. I remember I couldn’t actually think, nothing was rising up in my mind, and I just watched her, completely dumbfounded, like I had never seen a woman before. She was walking in our direction, with sunglasses on, along the sand of the beach, with her hand in her hair, ruffling it as she was walking. Her hair was long and brown, and her skin was dark and golden, and her body was a perfect curved-lined perfection, lightly and revealingly dressed as she sunk into the sand, foot by foot, sinking just a little as she walked. Barry was never one to say anything to a woman. He was worse than me. He became small and shy and afraid, like he might burst if one came too close to him. Sometimes I was like that as well, but I knew I would be plagued with regret if I didn’t at least do something to get her attention.
Continue reading “The Artistry Of Benjamin Banks”