Allen Hacker

Local boy hits spiritual jackpot!

Born in Montana end of 1948, grew up along old Highway 10 north of Yellowstone Park. Dad was English and German, Mom was Lakota and Irish. I could run, talk, read, write and paint (some at the same time!) when I was 4, and I had QUESTIONS.

Went to high school in Southern Nevada, HaightAshbury in 1967, Fort Ord in 1969; became a carpenter and then a general contractor. In winters I avoided hitting cold thumbs with hammers by first dealing casino games and then managing small casinos during remodeling for sale.

Became a self-improvement and enlightenment junkie along the way, studying TM, Eastern religions and passing through a couple of cults and other intersting classrooms in the school of Life.

Watching an Osprey stalk salmon in the Klamath River in Northern Califo ia, "accidentally" achieved Nirvana (chance favors the prepared consciousness?), and came back to play. Actually didn't give myself a real choice, because there is a very selfish reason for returning: at the tiniest infinite place, one finds both the Truth of Self and the Lie of Separation: all of Life, The One and the multitude that it is, at once celebrating existence and agonizing in disconnection. How could anyone pass that by and not help? It would forever be there, and felt. Ah, the curse of enlightenment: no expansion of consciousness without a commensurate increase in responsibility.

So I set about devising a path to spiritual actualization; I assembled everything I knew and could learn, tested it with clients of every type and disorder from dissatisfaction and vague frustrations to asylum escapees, the dog-bitten to insulin- and electro-shock survivors, seekers to CEOs, and began to put things together. Then one fine afte oon while cross-counseling with a visiting psychologist from Italy, the key appeared: how to heal the original "Creation" trauma, recover spiritual self and achieve perfect integrity.

We call it Lucidity Enhancement.