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1. What can you tell us about your life journey?

I had my worst trauma experiences on stage ever in early 2013, and some point after that I told my parents back in Australia in an email, ‘I’m not a musician anymore.’ At the same time I had a cancer scare, with lumps popping up on my arms and legs, and this was a reality-check to me about what was clearly an unhealthy life in every way. So I knew it was time to change. And to say I changed after this, is an understatement.

I came back to Australia and I rebooted my life. What happened was a radical health transformation, and rising out of that, mindfulness and mental healing. It’s why I call my Facebook ‘Mindful Story‘. Against an entire upbringing, and from a place of desperation, I followed a new intuition and rule-book of life – health, and survival, by whatever means.

I became a different person – yeah – a barefoot, headband-wearing, leaf-worshipping, environmentalism-touting, anti-system hippie. Quarter-life crisis right?

As the son of an organic farmer, I was already exposed to the whole ‘natural health’ / alternative lifestyle thing, and to reverse my body’s problems I decided to obsessively focus on nutrition, lifestyle and physical exercise, prioritizing my body and doing whatever was right for it … no exceptions.

One thing I knew I had to work on early on, was my stomach tension. I knew swimming would be great for loosening it up by doing freestyle in the water, so I went back to that local childhood pool and then on to the ocean – away from that ‘carcinogen’ chlorine that I was learning about.

Swimming really worked. It was physical therapy to let my stomach breathe in what felt like a primordial soup or mother’s womb of an environment, the water.

But in trying to do this therapy I still felt…