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Hello, my name is Alex Rowan and my business is based on the Gold Coast in Queensland, Australia. I serve clients all over the world. Originally from Britain, I have lived in Australia for over 25 years in all.
My clients include top business executives and sportspeople, ex military, atheists and agnostics, religious people, mental health professionals and doctors (who need personal help, or want to learn my techniques) to those with severe mental health issues; in other words, everyone can benefit from my help. This is because I work on the deepest levels of the mind.
I will help you Understand, Master And Unleash The Hidden Magic Of Your Subconscious Mind… and gain Extra Power For Your Personal, Work And Business Life.
I know how to help you achieve deep and permanent change in your thinking, feelings, emotions and actions, including how to positively affect your subconscious mind.
How do I know this?
Because I have lived and experienced it myself. I am a veteran of experience. All without drugs.
I didn’t just learn it in a book, in a course of study, or by observing others.
Simply speaking, I had a very bad start in life and had to find out how to fix my mind – stuff that worked, and got results.
I had, and have, no time for crap.
Subconscious Mind Coaching and Shamanism are my core areas of experience and expertise.
Everything else I help people with springs from, and depends upon, this. That includes Life Coaching, Executive Coaching, Counselling, Business Coaching; in fact, any area of life you need help with can benefit from my expertise.
I work at the deep foundational level and at that point help people gain the greatest leverage. If you want to construct a solid building you need good foundations.
As a ‘taster’, consider this:
“Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.” – Carl Jung
This is actually one of the most important quotes ever!
Because subconscious/unconscious conditioning and other crap that we all have ‘running’ below the level of our awareness is controlling our lives. As Jung says, people call this control, fate.
I know this from deep and extensive personal experience.
A key reason I recovered from severe mental illness (primarily parent inflicted) was because I accessed and ‘healed’ my deep subconscious.
So, I will paraphrase the quote:
“Until you heal your subconscious/unconscious, it will control your life, ‘make’ you do ‘unhelpful’ things and you, being in the ‘dark’, will think that what happens is either ‘meant to be’ or that it ‘cannot be helped’. You will also think that you know ‘truth’, when instead you are ‘blinded’ by conditioning. You will always be a slave to what others once said, did to you, or caused you to experience.”
Whatever you are doing in life, whoever you are, you will benefit from my experience.
…those thoughts you can’t control…those thoughts you are only vaguely aware of…and, worst of all, those thoughts you don’t know about; but which are holding you back.
Generally, I work with exceptional people who want to increase their ‘edge’, or with people who are determined to change, to excel and to live life fully. Are you one of those? Many people are not.
If so, contact me today.
“Alex has transformed my life and has helped me to achieve my goals which was a huge breakthrough for me. I have no hesitation in recommending Alex to you as he is a caring professional who will change your life for the better!”
Martin Day – 7th Dan Black Belt – Ex Warrant Officer (WO2) : British Army Special Forces (Senior Instructor). Founder of Combat Self Defence . Phone: 0437 610 176
“Alex is a person with a great capacity to use his life’s
experiences and learning to assist others.
I have personally benefited from Alex’s insight and perception and
have witnessed his capacity to assist many people to see themselves
clearly and take control of their lives.
I see the ‘Alex Method’ of creating greater self-awareness and
self-direction being of great benefit to anyone wishing to know
themselves well and discover new ways to reach their ultimate
Peter Clutton – Managing Director – Laterelle (Peter Clutton is a gifted inventor and former top level international golf coach).
We all want to know something about people we are dealing with and a bit of history helps…
It all started with a really bad father…
…who, as it happened, was one of the world’s top businessmen in 1962 at age 23. Tony/Dad, whom I later named ‘Cane Toad’, was Group Accountant for a large multinational UK motor manufacturer (Leyland group) reporting only to the Finance Director. A huge achievement to be ‘second in command’ of accounts at such a young age, especially in that era; and the only thing I admire about my late father. He worked in the Midlands of the UK and bigwigs from London would visit. Dad offered them tea and some even thought he was the ‘tea boy’ due to his age and babyface appearance; he had to explain: “I am the Group Accountant”!
My father was an extremely toxic, mean and abusive character who could turn on the charm when he wanted to. He treated me, and my mother Valerie, extremely badly, though for some reason my younger brother Stuart was a favourite, along with my two later half-brothers James and Nicholas. My dad could be loving if he wanted to, which made the abuse even worse (he did not ‘have’ to be like that and could ‘help it’).
Coupled with a hearing problem, which I was not born with, and a sensitive nature, the abuse contributed to severe mental illnesses; from which I have now recovered (without drugs) to the extent that I am even extremely grateful for my experiences because of the beautiful things I now know. Today I count doctors and mental health professionals among my clients, so I have come from one end of the mental health scale to the other.
My mother, who was also abused by my father, left him in 1967 and my brother Stuart and I lived with her until 1971. My father married a horrid woman in 1968, Margaret, who was nasty to me as well, but nice to my brother Stuart – in part she followed my father’s lead, though you have heard the phrase: ‘birds of a feather flock together’? You get the picture.
My mother remarried – John – in around 1968/9. He was OK and never abused me, though he was nothing special.
I ran away to live with my father and stepmother in 1971, taking my brother Stuart with me. This was partly because my father, along with stepmother Margaret towing his line, was much nicer to me for a time, showering me with gifts, treats, special events, and doing stuff with me that he rarely did previously (like taking me for a ride in his new Aston Martin DB6 – I recall watching the speedo reach 160 mph at age 7 in 1969). It was also partly because of a sense of my mother’s lack of genuine love for me – later evidenced in shocking detail (people I know are appalled by how she has treated me down the decades). My paternal grandmother Jean – one of only three blood relatives who ever genuinely loved me (others were my paternal grandfather and his brother) – also influenced me – I would get to spend more time with her and grandad if I lived with my father.
Decades later, my father slipped up and casually mentioned that he was glad I ran away because I brought Stuart to him. I already knew this was true for a whole variety of reasons.
I might add that if you genuinely love someone, you never stop, and always love them regardless of what they do. Jean taught me that, though I actually learned the lesson decades later; long after she had gone. Due to much later mental healing and evolution, I loved, and still do, a woman (Rosamond) like that, desiring the best for her (she didn’t do anything bad). I digress…
Once I was living with my father, the nastiness and meaness started again. At age 9, right after I had run away to live with my father, stepmother Margaret told me that my 10th birthday party would be the last one. While at my mother’s I had one every year and invited my friends. I also went to other children’s parties. Nasty bitch eh! I never did have a party again and can’t recall going to other parties again either. I was offered a 21st birthday party by my father but declined, being too mentally broken to bother anymore. I did’t have any friends to invite anyway, partly because back then I did not make friends easily and had recently emigrated to Australia, leaving what few friends I had behind in Britain.
We moved to Guernsey in the Channel Islands in 1972. (Part of the British Isles but not part of the UK or European Union). My father was a ‘tax exile’ and moved partly to escape punitive British taxes. He was earning so much money that some of his income was taxed at 98 pence in the pound!
My mental health, already damaged for many years, declined much more significantly once I was living with my father and his bitch. I soon became an anal retentive and started crapping my pants regularly when I could not hold on. Interestingly, I did crap while in the bath at my father’s place earlier, in about 1970, pushing it down the plughole and leaving the water in situ. My stepmother found the mess when she emptied the bath. I was never punished or told off for this – remember, this was the period when they (father and his bitch) were being very nice to me because they wanted me to run away and live with them, bringing Stuart. Back then, it was much harder for a father to get custody of children – I had to write a letter to the Judge, running away was also seen as top evidence. My father no doubt had the best advice from expensive lawyers.
I was beaten and humiliated for being an anal retentive. I managed to stop due to fear and developed a phobia of ever marking my underpants, even normally. For years I used canvas training shoe whitener to cover up the marks.
I had been stealing from a young age, which led to my being caught in 1974, at school in Guernsey. Among other things, I was beaten so severely by my father that schoolmates who saw the injuries suggested I see a doctor. I was then sent to live with my grandmother Jean and grandfather Wilf back in the UK. I spent a year with them and felt happier than I ever had about my living arrangements. It was not to last however because in 1975 I was sent to Rugby School – an expensive private boarding school. I was ‘sentenced’ to five years but got out after three. What a shit-hole it was! I have written about some of my experiences elsewhere on the site. I was severely bullied at Rugby School and staff did little to help. I was always worried about being tortured by other boarding house inmates – other boys had hot stuff rubbed into their genitals while being held down, others had their pubic hairs singed off with ‘hairspray flamethrowers’. Some of my metal problems surfaced openly, including wetting the bed for the first time since being a young child, and I also considered suicide – at one stage I went out on a window ledge. During the suicidal business I was spoken to by a Rugby School doctor who told me that if I did not ‘get a grip’, I would be locked up somewhere. I was never offered any counselling or other help. I poured massive effort into repressing my feelings of suicide and more. It was ‘clear’ that I had to hide my problems at all costs.
There are many more issues from my childhood and young adulthood I have not detailed, however to skim over just some; I was fascinated with killing and started to learn advanced and somewhat secret methods of eliminating people. Some were quite technical. I had also learned some nasty psychological warfare stuff due to what happened at Rugby School – some boys would try to break people mentally. I became unkind to animals – though never cats because I had a special relationship with them (another story). I was on track to becoming a ghastly and extremely dangerous adult.
Just one of my ‘childish pranks’ was making small bombs. Not to injure or kill people, or damage property; just to lightly frighten them, cause a commotion and make a noise. I got into a great deal of trouble after letting off a bomb among some trees in an open green space. I never made bombs again.
These days I am a ‘fan’ of the police and have often helped them solve cases – both as a civilian and professionally* (*when I worked in a related field and found people wanted by both federal and state police, some of whom they could not find).
In the past I hated my father, but not my mother. In the months prior to my father’s death I helped him and had no hatred toward him, such was the extent of my healing. Among various things, I felt contempt for him and a sense of sorrow for his pitiful emotional and spiritual state. He was even abusive to nurses caring for him.
Had I not had such deep mental healing I would have been like my father and my mother, and in the early part of my life I was indeed like them. My brother Stuart is like our father and our mother – an extremely nasty mixture – he is worse than my father and worse than my mother, which makes sense in a way; being born of them and never having fixed his soul. I have offered him free help to transform but he has not taken me up on the offer.
Today, with my extensive knowledge and experience of aspects of effective mental health – via study, helping others and genuinely recovering myself, all without drugs (which I was prescribed) – I can easily see why I ended up in a huge psychological mess!
From a mental wreck to a Subconscious Mind Coach and authentic Shamanist today…
It was not until age 23 in 1985 that I started my journey to mental freedom. By that time I was a dysfunctional mental mess – a mental cripple, though I used my intelligence to conceal a lot of it. The fear of mental health professionals that my mother instilled was also a great motivator to hide my difficulties. I had never been offered any help. At an early age, my mother instilled a fear of psychologists, psychiatrists and counsellors telling me that if I did not behave, men in white coats and a large van would come and take me away. It’s ironic that I am a counsellor, coach and Shamanist today!
I will be adding to this page as time passes and have a book planned. Some of the additions will be links out to other pages on my website.
Let me sum up by saying there is hope for anyone. My mind has been deeply rewired (neuroplasticity), my character profoundly changed and I have a deep awareness and experience of being loved, and of being able to empathise and love others. I am one of the ‘luckiest’ people in the world because of the beautiful things I know. I am so grateful to the horrible people in my family (and others) who afflicted me because had I had a good upbringing, then I would have missed out on what I now know, and have experienced. I even feel sorry for people who had good parents.
Food for thought…
“I do spiritual stuff & a key focus for OVER 30 YEARS has been truth & reality – a ‘scientific mindset’. Humility & an inner desire for truth – not my opinion – has been critically important. Delusion, self-deception & bias are common problems in spirituality & religion.” – Alex Rowan
“Emotions are the next frontier to be understood and conquered. To manage our emotions is not to drug them or suppress them, but to understand them so that we can intelligently direct our emotional energies and intentions…. It’s time for human beings to grow up emotionally, to mature into emotionally managed and responsible citizens. No magic pill will do it.”
– Doc Childre
“By starving emotions we become humorless, rigid and stereotyped; by repressing them we become literal, reformatory and holier-than-thou; encouraged, they perfume life; discouraged, they poison it.”
– Joseph Collins
“It’s a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you very often get it.” – W. Somerset Maugham