Top Norwegan online company backs Talking Addiction project.

Below is a couple of exchanges with one of the main speakers in our project.

Ove Andre, recovering and foreign off all cylinders to help substance abuse sufferers through personal insights from soulful experience:

This is great and i loved it!!
I will share it around with friends and post the video around every social media and i cross my fingers that you will get the donation you need. You are both doing a great job and I’m so glad to have get to known you two 🙂
I would be more than happy if you can include our services in the talking addiction web site. A little update…. I am now a part owner at Sincero Health and also a treatment manager. We are the Norwegian most leading Online substance abuse clinic. Through Online treatment we are able to reach everyone, either you life in Thailand, England or any other countries in the world. Now we are mainly focusing on the Norwegian market, but in the future we have plans to also start to treat internationally clients.
Have a look at our site at:
Beste Hilsen fra/Best Regards from

Ove Andre Remme

Addiktolog & Gestalt therapist 

Hi, Ove,

Here below is a letter for you, from us describing our news. 

In short. We have made a 10min promo of the planned 90 min documentary to raise funds to get the multi media web site showing all the stories and interviews on a hub web site, to support addicts. We loved your interview and as you can see form this short version you are very prominent.

We hope you like this short version and will spread it far and wide to help us with this project.

Eventually we would love to include your services as a featured service on the Talking Addiction web site.

Lots of love to you and thanks again for your amazing contribution

Yours as ever

Ben and Caroline xx
Dear friends,

This weekend has been very exciting as we launched our new project: Talking Addiction.
We both have close family and friends who have struggled with this dis-ease and have worried about how to react to this condition. So we decided to spend a few months, asking those we met, how they felt about their own addictions and what is behind this substance abuse, co-dependancy etc, 
The results of our filming over the last 6 months, have made our jaws drop and the hair rise on our necks!
We have edited a 10 min film to show you just some of what has inspired us:
The sensitivity of all those who medicate their traumas.

The wisdom each person has realised from their struggle.

The reasons they searched for the medicine to feel normal.
Thanks to those we met and filmed, we realised that we could empower ourselves with different reactions to this condition. The wisdom we learned from those recovering addicts and compassionate experts, helped us to know that we can all change our fear and judgement, into compassionate connection and so be the inspiration for recovery.
We hope you will take a few mins to watch this film.
Talking Addiction

My addiction to seeing women as a sexual object

A weekend in the wild to share with you all.
I have just woken up in my small cottage at the foot of Dartmoor in Devon. 

after spending the weekend in the wild forest with 30 men. We are all members of an organization called the Band Of Brothers. We dedicate our time to discovering a more conscious way of being and take young men who have lost their way, in need some men in their community to stand by them so they can do their work to become a conscious and valued member of society by going through a process that initiates men into adulthood. 

We spend 3 days, camping in the woods and processing our feelings and values together. One of the tools we use in an ancient story written by an 11th century monk. ‘Parcival’ is a young man who has a burning ambition to be a Knight of Kind Arthur’s court. He struggles through a macho world and makes many mistakes. But in the end manages to wake up and face his masculinity, saving mankind from suffering. What is so amazing throughout the story are the women in his life. Young and old, they have an awareness of his wild nature that although confronts his naivety, helps him to realize his true nature. I arrived on Friday, expecting to be strong and macho with these rugged men. On the first day, I was asked by one of the black men to walk with him and help him with a problem he had with his girl friend. I was very happy to hear his story and was stopped from waxing lyrical, about how he should behave with his girlfriend. The call to gather sounded.

I now realize that I can sometimes show off in front of young men. Playing the man who knows, instead of helping him to think through his own problems. But 5 mins later one of the organizers came up to me and asked me to play all the women in the play ‘Parcival’, that we were about to perform during the weekend. 

Now this triggered me “What?! Me, dress up as a woman in front of all these men? Why do men see my sensitivity as feminine?. Argh!

But I am an ex actor and to be included in this way also triggered my ego. 

So I said yes, of course I would be delighted. and ran off to have a quick read before we performed this amazing piece that tells the hero’s journey. 

The first scene I had to play was a young woman lying asleep by a river, who the wild Parcival stumbles across. He steals into her tent, grabs her in her sleep and tries to kiss her and after she objects he steals her ring. She is appalled, as her husband will abandon her if she looses her wedding ring to another man and tells him to find a gentler way of being a man. Now the man playing Parcival was a huge black African guy, whose size and manner, intimidates me.

As I was lying there under the sheet waiting for the scene to start. a pillow stuffed up my shirt, as the script said she had voluptuous breasts, I realized how vulnerable women must feel when approached by a wild man. I have come away from this in-tents weekend (Please excuse the pun) with the heightened realization that my wild desires as a man have, in many ways been unconscious of this sensitivity, in my youth. After this scene we all sat in small groups and discussed relationships with women. Every single man present in my group confessed that they had many questions about how to treat a woman. How do we as men understand the wild side of a woman?

In fact I realized that many men find that interacting with the wild feminine, a frightening experience.

I found myself giving experiences of my time at workshops with my wife Caroline Carey. Where I spend many a weekend processing life with many women. They were surprised, as I was, of what I had learned with these conscious dancing women. I found that I was no longer showing off but sharing what mistakes I had made.

I then realized the amazing possibility that I have to share with men and women, some of the experiences I have had as an unconscious man in the company of conscious women. One sharing helped me to realize that feminine intuition is learned by experience, not just a God given gift to women. That we men believe that women get turned on by a man taking a woman in his arms without connecting to her soul first. So many lessons later, 

I drove home to the wild hills of Devon, in the pouring rain and the dark. Normally I would be nervous of this as I was knackered, but I took my time and appreciated the meditation that this activity brings me. I stopped at a petrol station on the way and listened to some music playing in the background whilst I got my coffee. The lyrics pinged out to my newly rebooted sensitivity “It doesn’t matter cos I’m walking like Beyonce…” The lady serving me, asked me if I had had a good weekend. I told her that I had had one of the best weekends for a long time. I then asked her what she thought that lyric meant. She said oh Beyonce walks really sexy. I said that, that felt very weird. What about Beyonce’s soul, was it ok to spread that message, just for a woman to be sexy? She said she was worried that her 9 year old daughter just wanted to be sexy towards men. I told her that as far as I was concerned women’s minds and souls were more important than a women’s sexy walk. She said she would tell her daughter what I had said.

So I then realized that playing all these women in the Parcival story had changed my reactions to these addictive commercialization of the feminine ways. I am now aware of how most of my life I have seen the sexy-ness of women first and that now this will take a secondary position, in what I see in the feminine.

So I have returned home with a promise to myself to see the soul in women before I am tempted into exercising that addicted response, that treats women like sexual objects.

I feel grounded and real again. I know that meeting all of those conscious men, willing to look at their shadows, have changed my chemistry and made me more of a man, conscious and yes, sensitive enough to share my grief, my laughter and trust that all men are my brothers in the arms of this feminine earth that needs the masculine to be present in her presence. That we all need to see the soul in mother earth before seeing her as an object for our possession and gain.

So, today I am more than I was, not changed, so much as more awake, and as I float down to earth, I am aware that she needs me to listen to her needs, to be present with unconditional love and to dedicate my masculinity towards mankind’s (Man-Kind) realizing a kind world for her to thrive in.
In fact I will be exploring the wild side of our nature in a workshop I am running with my wife in Wales this August 23, – August 27, 2016 

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R-Evolution of Values

I am in Warsaw in Poland studying Soul Action with my partner and during the workshop many memories of my past have been flooding back to me… I remember as a child I would lie in my bed at night trying to ignore my twin brothers question that he would repeat over and over, hungry for an answer, irritated that I did not have an answer
“If you had a million pounds what would you spend it on?”
I even trained myself to mutter “mmmm… yea… oh right” in my sleep so that I could rest. He would be angry in the morning that he had finished his endless chatter about how he would spend it and I would keep my “umms” and “ahhs” going after he had stopped talking.

It seems to me that we men have evolved the belief that life is about accumulating money, then hoarding it in a safe place and guarding it against other men, who will want to take it from us. One day we will have fought, stolen and manipulated our markets enough to have that ‘fantasy million’, then we will be happy and comfortable and …. what then…  Will we feel fulfilled, happy and content in ourselves?

In the playground at school, boys would fight for toys, little match box cars and kick each other, instead of the balls they were chasing. And they would trade in chewing gum photo-cards of our favorite football heros. We would watch these so called heros as they faked a foul and battled their way towards the goal and as long as the player got the ball in, off side or not, they would gain our worship, receive that hero status and earn over £100,000 a week.

When we all left school, some had done well academically some had cheated in their exams and some like me were only talented towards drama and art. Those, like me, found it hard to get employment.  At that time there were 6 million of us who could not get a job. We were so poor, we had to squat in derelict houses and survive on the little money we could receive from the government benefits just to survive.

Eventually after many years unemployed, I found a way of doing business. I trained to become an actor, worked hard and made very little money. I spent many years being bullied by controlling directors, seduced onto many casting couches by tired middle aged lonely women and blackmailed by dysfunctional gay casting directors. After one director tried to get me to smuggle 3 ounces of cocaine for his crew,  assuring me that I would be the hero of the film, just like my character in the script… well, you get my drift, my soul wasn’t happy. I heard a small voice steering me away from my ego towards the back of the camera,  happier to serve others egos as a humble artist film maker.

Through giving up the need to be important, I met famous musicians, scientists  and politicians who had made a lot of money and were loved by millions of people. But seeing their behavior behind their masks did not make me love them at all, most of the time all I learnt from these teachers was how I did not want to do business. (later in my life, I learnt however that these people were my greatest teachers, by teaching me what I didn’t want. )

Often these so called ‘celebrities’ would school me on how they had become rich like fatherly teachers. They would try and convince me that it didn’t matter how you get rich just that you get rich. The value of the ‘bad’ bitching about you will win over their enemies. This kind of bullshit revolted me into the belligerent evolution of my soul.
Eventually this soul of mine steered me towards a Lama from Tibet who again recognized something in me and gave me a personal mission: to make positivity into Posi-TV. I took up the challenge and began to make positive films. I began to meet what I assumed were like minded souls trying to make films with spirituality and holistic references and sure enough my soul was recognized and I was asked to work with them.
One employer saw something in me that had integrity and did not even want to see my work, saying that by just meeting me, he could tell that I was all he needed.
But over the next few years his walk was very different to his talk.

One producer of big movies sat next to me and explained how to get on in the film business:

First find someone richer than you, who is dissatisfied with his wealth. Get him to confess his problems, help him to discover that although he is rich beyond his dreams, he is also poor in his soul searching. discover with him that his friends are fed up with him making money out of their talents. Suggest that he needs you to make him a film, so that those who hate him for being rich will love him for being so creative..
Now turn on the charm and let him know that if he gives you loads of money you will be his best friend making his problems disappear. But make sure he agrees to leave you alone creatively, just put up the money and you can guarantee he will be satisfied with what you bring him back from the forest.
Next go and find some poor artists who have never seen such huge amounts of money and invite them to do the work they have always wanted to be paid to do. But warn them it will be hard, they will have to do the work of many men in a short amount of time.
Tell each person they will give you a bit of their soul’s creativity in return for just enough money for their survival. Be assured that they will understand these terms as they are used to such sacrifice for their art. When they smell how much money you have they will do anything you want, work 18 hours a day, 7 days a week, put their heart and soul into their work and be grateful for just being so close to what has always eluded them.
Just remind them how poor they are and how difficult it will be for them to survive in this ‘dog eat dog’ world of business, unless they do what you say. Then sit back, relax, read a few spiritual books, watch a few DVD’s, sip some champagne and watch these poor artistic souls, take their hard earned authenticity and hunt for you in the name of truth, because for them it is true, watch as they fight for you in the name of naivety, because they are truly naive and lie for you because for them it is no lie. Occasionally visit your workers as they toil, make sure they are divided in their views of you. This will enact the “Divide and rule” technique that world leaders have been very successful with in the last 1000 years.
Then when the work is done, invite them into your office and tell them that this project would be worthless without their soulful work, when relief is written across their faces, take the gold and leave and never mention their names again. In fact if anyone cotton’s onto what your doing, sack them and keep changing the staff regularly so that it’s only you that looks like the full time worker. Occasionally one of your workers will try and make you wake up to this valueless way of earning your fortune. Then you will have to resort to calling him Gay for being so sensitive. You may even get a little hassle from deep within you. But don’t worry it will not last long as your soul can be distracted with a few luxuries. Keep this mantra written above your bed for those sleepless nights…Hey that’s business, that’s all got to be factored into the cost of what we do to survive.

If the pain of ignoring, your soul continues, go to the spiritual ones ask them for healing, confess your sins and they will give you the wisdom to see that all is perfect whatever you do. Return and launch your project. Then when the project is successful claim it was you and only you that did all this amazing work. When your associates question how you were able to pull off such a difficult task claim that you learned everything from your hand picked experts but remember to always direct the genius back to you.
If one of the people who gave their soulful skills to you turns up to complain then tell them in private that yes they are right, at that time, life was all fucked up. Your therapist tells you this all the time and so does your ex wife. But that was the past and this is now and you need to move on. Make your eyes sparkle and tell them that as you raised the money it was all your doing, your genius, that chose them to do all the work. At the last resort, wave the contract you signed with them and show them the small print which clearly states that you own their work, because you paid for it and that if they would like to hire a lawyer, it will take many years to prove, by which time no-one in this industry will want to work with them as they will have the reputation of trouble makers. Wish them luck on their journey and rest assured that they will not be able to afford the 5 star hotel you will be staying in and therefore will not hassle you further. They will be too busy trying to save the world. Now all you have to do is work out what you will spend all that money on.

Her spoke of this whilst we were floating down the Danube in a very expensive boat. I had to struggle to stop myself throwing him in the river.

I have since learnt, that many business men have these values towards business and become very wealthy. But what I want to know is what happens late one night when they can’t rest and a little voice from the part of us that knows asks…

“Where is my SOUL in all this masculine bullshit?!”

As Ekheart Tolle says “when you become aware of something it no longer controls your life…” Through these unvalued teachers I became aware and at last more ‘values educated’ people began knocking at my door.

My latest positive film sent me to Australia. I found myself filming interviews in a values education school in Newcastle. This eleven year old boy sat opposite to me and explained what his favorite value was… “Integrity”. My mouth dropped open “Who paid you to say that?” I said jokingly “I don’t really know what that word means; do you?” I stammered thinking I had been set up. He then explained what this word ‘Integrity’ meant to him. “Its like when you walk in the playground and see a bit of rubbish on the ground, you pick it up and put it in the trash because you know the difference between right and wrong, you do it even when no-one is looking…” I turned to the next boy stunned that my soul had heard his words “What’s your favorite value?” . “Oh mine is Respect” said his 12 year old friend “Its the first value you need to know its the one that all other values need…

So I ask us all where is the respect for our fellow man’s soul and where is the integrity in how we earn our money? Where has it all gone? How is it possible to earn a decent living and keep a sense of integrity and respect? Can we share the glory of our souls with each other or has it got to be all about ME and never about how I couldn’t have done it without you?

Its the same with our relationship to nature. Is it right that we wander into the natural world, rape it’s soul, dig up its body and use it in its natural naivety to make a few gadgets that will make us rich? We are now sure that the forest will never grow again, sure the air will become polluted, but who cares if we can move on to another natural place, where all it takes is money to convince someone else to dig up their patch of nature, selling it through the company in the hope that sooner, rather than later, we will too become rich enough to worry how we are gonna spend all this money?
Will we all wake up, having trained ourselves in our sleep to agree with those who want to exploit our souls wisdom for their selfish gain? And when we wake up will we find that all we have left is a small metal screen showing beautiful images of nature, whilst outside they dig up the last square mile of rain forest for the next apple computer that is as limited as the last one, only in a different way?
Do you find yourself lonely sitting in a 5 star restaurant eating too much food served by sycophantic waiters, who annoy you with their looks of jealousy and hate. Did you spend it covering up your actions and distracting your soul from listening to it’s small sad voice asking you late at night over and over again ‘what the fuck do I do now that I have what I wanted, and why does everyone only like me for my money? Why do I hate myself?’

If you had a million pounds what would you spend it on? Said my brother for the 1000th time that night! I said “I don’t know; what I want to do, is travel around the world and experience as much life as possible.” .
I have now spent a life time exploring life around the world and what I want to know is…
When you make your million, did you spend your million on you? Could you have spent it on giving opportunity to others? On teaching values to children, on saving nature, so our future children can play in a natural world and remain healthy etc etc?

Let us all re-examine our values.
Let us all ask who are we serving and why?
Let us all learn the meaning of integrity from small 11 year old boys,
Let us all earn money so that we can protect the naive, assume all are innocent until those who suspect prove they are guilty and serve others. Then maybe our souls can sleep with smiles on our faces. If we don’t, then soon we may loose the forest that we all need to live from.

Who is doing their soul’s work with the right values?

Who is wealthy and serving others?

Why do some people look content and happy?

What does revolution, with the right values, look like?

log onto

and see for yourself.

Maybe buy the DVD and show it to your communities.

Maybe our souls will talk to us again in a happy and fulfilled way making our dreams come true… maybe its worth the risk? What do we have to loose?

Maybe everything we own and all we don’t….