I'm a social scientist and long-time meditator. I have a PhD from a highly ranked US university. W. Poff is a pen name. The degree is real but, following a practice of many writers for many centuries, the name is not.

As an early adult, I endured a string of traumas that left me barely able to stand, and I realized that the traditional pathway of therapy would not be an option for what I needed to process. So for three decades, I've been wandering through all of the existing healing modalities I could find, searching for something that would help me actually heal. I found a lot of good stuff in some ancient practices which moved the needle a tiny bit for me, and a tiny bit was much better than nothing. Healing was coming, slowly but surely.

In the mean time, I attempted to leverage my extensive education into some business endeavors. Here, I noticed that something was off. People were not responding to me in a normal way, like they responded to others. It was like I was invisible or worse, had a "do not buy from me" sign on my chest that only everyone else could see. Despite doing everything right and working like crazy to make things work, I could not gain an inch of traction in any business endeavor. I had no idea what was wrong, but I knew something was. It wasn't okay that I wasn't able to leverage my elite education and excellent work into a lucrative career for myself. Not acceptable.

So, I expanded my search for answers and looked into the manifestation space. I took a few classes -- at a few thousand dollars a pop which I did not have extra -- and nothing happened for me, still! But, I began to learn more about energy and the mind, energetic frequencies of money and emotion, the subconscious and how to talk to it, and fine-tuning everything to get what you want. I did this for a few years. And even though I didn't get results as the classes promised, I was becoming aware that I had some deeply buried traumas related to money and success, and I was beginning to understand what they were.

Great. Then what? Deeply seeded traumas, but no way to get rid of them?

Oh, hell no!

There was no stinking way that I was going to allow something that may have happened a zillion years ago to block my success and progress now, today, after all of the hard work I've done in my life to try to get ahead. No! I also reasoned that we humans have everything we need for full healing and success here on earth; we just have to identify it and figure out how it works. There MUST be a way to eliminate emotional debris. There had to be some mechanism. Some lever for dumping. Somewhere. There's no way we were put here to suffer for all of eternity because our soul endured a few awful minutes under some evil people at some point a jillion years ago. That doesn't make any sense. So, no matter how hard people work and try to rise, they are forever stuck in the mud because of some ancient bad acts? Uh-uh. Not logical. I knew that hypnosis opened a door to the subconscious, so decided to do some finagling around in there. I was going to to find these answers.

I would also mention that I'd been living in the middle of nowhere, under a rock, on a tropical beach for a decade and a half by this time. I was particularly isolated the past three years. I'd go days with no human interaction and months without an actual conversation. I was studying and digging around deeply for answers.

I was on a mission to eliminate that old gunky energy that was seriously dragging me down. So one day, frustrated that I wasn't getting anywhere and convinced there had had to be a mechanism to dump the gunk, I smoked a big fat joint before I set into a meditative healing space, and decided to just throw together everything I had ever learned about manifestation, energy, healing, the subconscious -- all of it, all at once. My goal: eliminate the crud and invite in the good stuff. I was nervous. I'd been around people talking energy for long enough to know that no one was doing this. I was in uncharted territory. What would happen? I thought maybe I might explode or something.