Bill Bennett is a dear friend of mine from Australia. We have followed each others footsteps around this planet and shared some nice experiences. He intuitively made a documentary about intuition and followed up with a book to compliment the film. You can find information on this link: PGS The Movie. I love people that live a life guided by the heart.
PGS Book Excerpt:
The film industry is largely skeptical of matters metaphysical, and certainly it’s not necessarily a good career move to come out publicly and state that you are actively following a spiritual path. Funders and studio execs and Government financing bureaucrats tend to think you’ve turned weird or whacky, and maybe you can’t be trusted anymore with large sums of money, that you’re no longer a responsible sane thinking movie professional.
And behind your back they laugh at you.
And sometimes to your face as well.
But mostly behind your back.
I knew that would happen when I was considering making the film on intuition. I knew it would be damaging to my career, and that I would possibly lose the respect that had taken nearly forty years of my working life to accumulate. I knew I would lose friends, both professional and personal – and in fact all of that has happened.
And you know what?
I don’t care!
Because what I’ve gained has more than made up for what I’ve lost. Many times over.
The friends I’ve lost – and I have lost friends – were never my true friends, I guess, because they couldn’t handle my changing. They wanted me to be who I used to be, which was at times a wild, profane, outrageous person. I’m not that now. I try to be humble, grateful, and compassionate. They think that’s boring.
Basically, those friends that dropped off wanted to revel in the past. They wanted to keep me in the past. They are moribund in the alleged good times of long ago. They haven’t changed. They don’t believe they can change. And consequently they don’t believe that I could have changed. Not really. And probably they’re suspicious – either that this is all an act, or that I’ve turned into a “God-botherer,” as they say in Australia. It’s a term used to describe someone who tries to force their religious faith onto others.
Sorry guys, I’m not a God-botherer.
I’ve just moved on.
And you know what?
It’s not boring.
Actually, I’m having more fun now than I’ve ever had. And I’ve gained more friends than I’ve lost, many times over. These friends are people that I can sit and talk to, and laugh with, for hours. I found that I could no longer talk to the friends I had before. I had nothing in common with them anymore.
Their interests were no longer my interests. What they found funny, often based on denigrating others, I no longer found funny. I refused to join in when they gossiped. I found it boring when they talked real estate and the pros and cons of a Mercedes versus a BMW. I just wasn’t interested.