My father was known as "Jack", although his birth name was Trevor. It's my understanding that he got his name because he was a "Jack of All Trades". My dad had a near death experience when he was a boy, and luckily for me I was privy to hearing the tale.
![Carla's Dad (right) and her two koro.
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There have been two or three experiences that my dad shared with me that certainly piqued my innate interest in the unexplained, miracles, etc. It's the experiences that go beyond our normal human senses that I'm particularly interested in. Perhaps it was my dad's experiences which started my interest in all things mystical? Or maybe it just activated the Romany gypsy which is part of my whakapapa. What I do know is that out of the three girls in the family I'm the only one who has ventured down the rabbit hole of being curious about this thing we call the human experience and everything that brings.
It's also curious that I've had plenty of time to get a qualification in whatever I could have chosen to and yet haven't. Perhaps I too am a Jack of All Trades and master of none when it comes to completing qualifications.
I've done a little of a lot: Counselling, Psychotherapy, Hypnotherapy, Energy Psychology, Neuroscience, Rehabilitation, Fitness, and even Management and they have all informed my life and consequently my work. I haven't yet found a qualification that firmly "fits" what I seek either. It's like I knew when I got what I needed and I moved on to something else. I've never actually wanted to be a teacher of anything, I simply learn what I think I need for that time and keep growing. I'm the perfect example of "I teach what I most need to know". I'm a student of life who passes on stuff to whomever might be interested.