Who is Izaera?

In July 2013, I was sitting on my couch on a bright, sunny Saturday. I could have been outdoors doing some activity, but my mind told me that I couldn’t afford to spend any money on an experience I’d never had before. I wanted to be outside, but I had to wear clothes if I left my Condo. That wasn’t something I wasn’t willing to do. Sitting there, with my left hand under the waistband of my underwear, and my right hand on the remote, I was surfing channel after channel, trying to find some show, movie, or music video that I hadn’t watched a thousand times before. I was growing increasingly desperate to distract myself from the constant barrage of negative thoughts in my head. It was a cacophony so loud that I could barely hear the TV. What was on my mind that had me locked in this terrible state? It was the lack of money and the bills I had to pay, the fear of homelessness, the fear of foreclosure, the fear of criticism I’d receive if anyone found out how poorly I had managed my resources. Unnatural fears were instilled in me by my parents. They suffered from the same fears.

I started to search the internet for ways of ending my life without pain. But I soon realized that there was no such thing as a painless death. And there was one idea I learned in my twenties that helped to stop me from executing one of the suicidal thoughts I was having. “Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.”

I thought I was deep in debt. I had $30,000 in credit card debt, a $180,000 mortgage, and a $40,000 car loan, and it weighed heavily on me. I’ve never liked money. It seemed I could never emerge from the cycle of paying bills and generating new ones. I spent more than I earned, and working harder never seemed like an enjoyable idea. Owning a business wasn’t something I found particularly interesting either. The idea of being enslaved to schedules, meetings, sales, cooking the books, managing people, and dealing with customer complaints scared the hell out of me. It still does.

I was depressed. I weighed 220 pounds. My doctor told me to change my lifestyle because I was borderline obese and diabetic. Exercising isn’t something I do. And the threat of getting sick made me resist exercising for some reason.

I pondered how I got here. What was I doing wrong? How could I find happiness? How can I earn enough money so that I can simply be? I thought that excessive amounts of money would give me power, and that power and money were essential to being free, but winning a lottery, I felt, would never happen. I didn’t have that kind of luck. I grew up with the idea that the person who dies with the most toys is the one who wins. I was chasing money, and just like a puppy, when you chase it, it runs away. Money was my primary concern. Stressing about money became my natural state of being. Homeostasis was something I’ve never achieved. Nor was it something I was aware of.

On September 7, 2013, my awakening occurred. I was attending a low-light photography workshop in Tobermory, Ontario, and at that workshop, I met someone who brought Bob Proctor to my attention. If you don’t know who Bob is, that’s ok. I think he’s Canada’s best-kept secret. Bob was a magnificent example of what a human being can achieve. He was very generous in giving away his knowledge. At the time of his death, many years after I was introduced to him, he was a multi-millionaire. He knew how much was enough. He didn’t live an opulent lifestyle; he lived like someone who knew what he was doing. He had thousands of friends and worked in many communities, uniting them and supporting education. He imparted to me the knowledge that led to a profound shift in my perspective. I became aware of who and what I am. I learned to control my thoughts and recognize when I was losing control of them.

Today I’m 63 years old. I am in pretty good shape for a man of my age. I've gained a better perspective on life and a desire to apply the lessons I’ve learned, teaching others how to achieve a natural, wealthy, and free existence. I’m no longer controlled by money. Am I financially free? I’d say so. I don’t care too much about money. I know that it will always flow to me when I need it. I work to earn it, and I strive to increase my understanding of how the world works, while also trying to think of ways to improve it. One of Bob’s lessons taught me that freedom comes from being authentic, truthful, compassionate, and selfless. That’s who I am now. I embraced my natural self. I stopped trying to be someone I’m not and live a life of authenticity, honesty, compassion, and selflessness. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and I try to increase my level of awareness every day.

My goal is to enlighten as many people as possible before I depart on the next phase of my eternal journey. My vision is global peace. Naturism is one method of achieving it. It’s a long uphill road, but I know in my heart that it is possible. Building friendships and community brings security. I believe our technology, although excellent, has become a hindrance to establishing long-lasting relationships. It’s put a rift between people. Anti-social media isn’t bringing people together. It’s a place where people can anonymously post whatever they're thinking about, whether benign or belligerent and have no accountability for what they press on other people. The remedy for this affliction is interpersonal interaction. We will foster more positive connections and communities that thrive and work in harmony with one another. These thoughts excite me.

My question is, who else is tired of dealing with the oligarchy, greedy politicians and financial insanitutions, corrupt judiciary, over-reaching religious insanitutions? Who wants freedom? By the way, an insanitution is an institution run by idiots who think power and money provide freedom.