My spiritual and emotional growth have been greatly accelerated by adding Kundalini breath of fire and chanting to my meditation practice. Chanting adds an emotional element to meditation. Chanting also adds a lot of work to meditation.

Kundalini Meditation and Chanting

There are three levels of chanting. Normal singing voice, whisper, and silent/internal voice. It is taking me a while to warm up to chanting. By putting more singing emotion into it I am experiencing some growth.

Spiritual growth

Everything I do in life is done with the intention of furthering the growth of my body, mind and soul.  Chanting Sat Nam for three minutes while doing Breath of Fire is a lot of work.


Money is malleable energy flowing around the neighborhood. Fourteen years ago the Universe converted my house on McClemont Avenue into a miraculous Malibu healing that is still vibrating and growing within me today. I bought a totally new life for $100,000. What an amazing deal!

Buy emotional growth

Today I have a little bit of money and I am spending it furthering the growth of my intuitive body. Body work and intuition development are high-end healing work. Yesterday in yoga class Dev Avtar Kaur mentioned a book on somatic experiencing I read ten years ago, Waking the Tiger by Peter Levine. Dr. Levine opines that people need to shake off psychological and physical trauma just like a dog does-intuitively.

When I was five years old I got hit in the head and knocked unconscious by a rock thrown by some kids hiding in an alley in Boyle Heights.  An ambulance took me to Children’s Hospital where I woke up. It created a life-long feeling of fear and anxiety in me.

After learning that the body IS the mind, and doing a lot of work, I have finally shaken off the PTSD from my subconscious body. The body has a memory all its own. Lately I have been processing my darkness with body-mind awareness instead of promiscuous relations with lower companions. 

For years I tried to heal the pain in my body, mind and soul with alcohol and rageful anger. Now I just surrender to God. Gratitude for my Malibu healing heart miracle pours out of me. What does not kill me gives me something to blog about.


By Dean McAdams

Born a poor peckerwood in a Tujunga holler, Dean practiced secrets of the ancient & modern masters to end up liberated in the coastal paradise of West L.A.