Biography Summary: Excerpts from Book

Mother Tells Me About My Inheritance 

Driving to a dance one summer evening in 1966 with my friend John Glenn and our dates, a cold chill suddenly swept over me, and I slipped into a trance-like state, announcing that one of our friends would die that night. My prediction brought a momentary buzzkill to an anticipated fun-filled evening of dancing and being with friends. I quickly covered by saying I didn’t know where that had come from, changed the subject, and our light-hearted banter resumed. 

The next day, as was customary among our friends, we met on the patio of the local hamburger stand to gossip and relive the events of the previous night. I arrived at a somber gathering and knew something was wrong. John was there and told me that our friend, Tony Fuentes, had been killed in an automobile accident on the way home from the dance shortly after we left last night. As our little group attempted to process the loss, John recalled my proclamation and asked if I’d been referring to Tony. I told him I hadn’t known who was going to die, but I was now certain that it was Tony. I didn’t mention the vision to anyone else. 

I knew my mother and other family members—her father and an identical twin sister—had similar experiences they referred to extrasensory perception. I later discovered that my maternal grandmother also had ESP and was known in our community as a psychic healer. My mother than began telling me stories from my childhood of seeing deceased family members and other things I did not remember…

Becoming: 1967 to 2007 

Throughout my life, I learned I could access information about things in a unique way—things that experientially, I knew nothing about. Based on my lack of knowledge about the information I would receive, I saw this process at the time as getting information from my guides…

My first guide was my paternal grandfather. I was named after him, and he was the man my mother confirmed had visited me from time to time after he had passed on, beginning when I was about three years old. He helped me focus my life plan in 1967 when I decided to get into the health club business, a decision that launched a lucrative career that lasted thirty-five years but began with a rocky start. When I started my first job in a health club, my grandfather guided me out of several jams when I was in dire straits….

Five years later, in 1972, I was in a position to start my own company, called Scandinavian Health Spas—which I ultimately sold at a healthy profit to Bally’s, the casino company, in 1984, when I joined its board of directors. In 1990, I started a chain of sports clubs, an upscale health-and-fitness franchise called Q The Sports Club. In 1999, I sold that business line to 24 Hour Fitness Clubs and joined its board, which resulted in an even larger return on my investment. Then, in 2001, I began a home-and-office bottled water delivery company that would add much-needed innovation to a tired old industry business model.

The thing all of my companies had in common was the innovation that kept them ahead of the market—which I can credit only to information I was receiving from a place beyond my own knowledge. Strangely, my grandfather disappeared again in my mid-twenties as I became increasingly successful. Once he left, I still had guidance, but the source of the information I was receiving was no longer clear to me. I later discovered I had learned a technique for accessing EC that was providing the information directly to me. My guides still helped me—in implementing or adding clarity to the information I got from EC—but they were not hands-on as my grandfather had been…

Bridging and The Dream Technique

Throughout this period of time, I was waking many nights with new information on different subjects I was immersed in trying to figure out—ways to improve on or create opportunities for my business. This led me to pay attention to this newly discovered benefit and try and figure out a way to formalize, improve, or otherwise make the process of acquiring this information more predictable.

This effort resulted in a process I call the dream technique. I would deeply focus my attention on what I wanted to know, visualizing the outcome I was seeking just before going to sleep—perhaps the campaign for a new marketing program, a plan for building a new health club, or streamlining business processes. Because I was so enthusiastic about these endeavors, I was filled with passion and excitement while being in a relaxed state in the twilight before sleep—a state I would later come to know as point consciousness. Having shut down all sensory input, my attention and intention were focused only on seeking the outcome I visualized, and I would then allow myself to fall into sleep…

This technique is not talked about much like other conscious experiences, but it is practical and achievable by anyone who can get into point consciousness. I would suggest it is a type of lucid dream but lacks some of the characteristics of lucid dreaming, like consciously directing the activity during the dream. Instead, you might say I was asking EC to do all the work and wake me up when it had the answers for me. I believe this is similar to what Edison would do when he would nap and wake up with a concept for a new invention. Many other people who have created new innovative things, large and small, have used the Dream Technique or some variation of it…

As a result of the successes wrought from my passion and the information I was able to access through the Dream Technique, by 2007 I was living on a pretty grand scale—with jets, mansions, boats, race cars, vacation homes, investments, and connections to other successful people, politicians, and celebrities. Life was good, and my purpose for being seemed to be validated. I was happy, fulfilled, and felt like I couldn’t have done anything more to improve my life. I had a loving family, friends, and community involvement that was satisfying, and I had respect from my peers…

Discovering the Power of Suggestion 

Here is brief history of my experience with meditation over the last fifty years—setting the table for how I came to create the PME system. A couple of decades ago, I began dabbling in meditation in the manner familiar in western culture. This process was basically to still the mind, and while I could do that easily enough, I lost interest because I could see no existential benefit to it at the time. However, I have been engaged with meditation in other forms all my life, as I later discovered when reflecting upon my summer nights under the stars contemplating the cosmos and nothingness. I have also experienced it in activities I had participated in for years. I would get into the flow state during triathlon training, race car driving and mountain climbing, as well as dancing around the edges of it by learning self-hypnosis…

Fifty years ago, in my early twenties, I studied and learned self-hypnosis primarily because I felt I was losing my mind. I was working countless hours and there were a lot of visions and unexplained things showing up in my thoughts. I did not understand what they were or that they were trying to help me. I wanted to get control of my mind. I was full of fear because of my almost continuous exhaustion from working a hundred hours a week, which was complicated by these visions I could not get my mind around….

I visited a hypnotist and as part of my research, and he put me into a deep hypnotic state. I awakened relieved of my stress and fear from just a one-hour session, and I wanted more of that feeling. It had been many months since I had felt anything close to normal, but I felt my sanity return after this one session.

I found that the end result I got from hypnosis was similar to the point consciousness state I learned to reach in meditation many years later, that of peace and serenity. Hypnosis, however, had the added benefit or dimension of affording the opportunity to change a behavior through suggestion, in my case auto-suggestion. This helped me gain control over many things I was struggling with. Knowing how to program the mind and that it is susceptible to suggestion became a benefit in my personal life I was extraordinarily pleased to have stumbled across. This gave me a foundation for understanding the power of intention and affirmations in manifesting desires (sometimes referred to as the Law of Attraction) and is an important part of the PME system we will explore…

Fall (The Great Downturn): 2008 to 2013

After forty years as a successful entrepreneur, I faced circumstances that would test my resolve, my moral substance, and my faith in myself and the future: the period of my life I have come to call the Great Downturn.

The Great Recession was mainly due to the collapse of the real estate market—the result of fraudulent credit schemes engineered by the banking system—and led to the greatest global financial crisis since the Great Depression. 

I lost tens of millions of dollars in the market downtown and experienced the financial collapse of lucrative companies, among other colossal reversals of fortune, including multi-million-dollar lawsuits, fraudulent takeover attempts, and bankruptcy. I had to sell my primary residence as well as a vacation home—both at significant losses—my investments in the stock market plummeted, and there seemed to be no end in sight. While the banks were getting bailed out, the lifestyle I knew continued to be swept away in the financial avalanche: Rolls Royce cars, mansions, boats, jets, vacation homes, investments, race cars, exotic vacations, premium champagne, and the money that flowed like water—were all gone.

My financial upsets were accompanied by major health crises, including mononucleosis, adult-onset diabetes, diverticulitis, and a motorcycle crash that landed me in the ICU. Though I took great care with my health and remained in peak condition, watched my diet, and had annual checkups—my body was telling me that something was really wrong: my mental state was causing my health to collapse.

Alcoholism began to surface in my life; my drinking grew consistently worse as the losses and challenges mounted, resulting in a separation from my wife after months of counseling failed.

In the span of sixty months, forty years of unblemished success was erased, my health was in jeopardy, and I had lost my most treasured relationship… I was becoming paranoid, and my mental state continued to deteriorate with this type of thinking. My fear turned to anxiety, anxiety to depression, depression to The final blow was that during that five-year period, I had begun to lose my connection to EC—my failsafe resource for everything good—and soon it was gone completely. There were no intuitions, no clarity of thought—I could not reach my higher self. I couldn’t attain anything even approaching a meditative state; I couldn’t use my trusted Dream Technique or direct my intention to manifest so much as a ham sandwich let alone create a path to recovery for my business, my personal life, or my spiritual life. My powerful skill of concentration had transformed into self-loathing, manifesting self-defeating feelings of stupidity and uselessness… 

I was no longer able to hold my head up living in Arizona. There was no way I could face my peers as the failure I had become in my own eyes. I had lost my identity as an entrepreneur, philanthropist, and pillar of the community. The pride behind the plaques, awards, and magazine covers in my trophy room now gave rise to embarrassment, shame, and humiliation—an emptiness and feeling of grief for the man I no longer was. I was mourning the loss of an identity I had carefully crafted over decades. The golden boy had vanished and bequeathed to me only a damaged ego. The Great Downturn turned into a long, dark night of my missing soul. 

I decided to move from Arizona to a little town called Sutter Creek in Amador County, California, in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. It was near my hometown, where I spent those summer nights under the stars that began my journey as a seeker—I felt it was the only place I could seek refuge and sort myself out, and it beckoned me. I had family and old acquaintances there who wouldn’t be aware of my recent failures. Even if they did know, I would just be small-town Frank—the guy from their memories. I asked my wife to come with me, but she refused, so I returned to my childhood environs with the hopes of making a new start…

Vajrasattva Heals

Six months after returning to California, I attended a five-day Buddhist retreat on Vajrasattva Karma cleansing—purifying mental defilements and bad karma—reputedly one of the most powerful healing and purification techniques in Vajrayana Buddhism. I learned about the retreat in one of my meditation groups. This was a new concept to me; I didn’t know much about Buddhism and was looking forward to learning.

The retreat was at a remote sanctuary in the hills south of San Francisco. The cleansing ritual was one offering in the program; the majority involved meditation sessions led by Buddhist monks. This was the real attraction for me, as I was hoping to bolster my skills as a meditator and learn new methods for exploring Existence Consciousness that might yield more consistency in my practice which was beginning to return in fits and starts as I got sober…

From the beginning, small things began showing up during meditation that captivated me. During the first early-morning session, the monk guiding the session instructed us to step out of our bodies, and to turn and view our physical bodies and take note of what we were seeing. I was amazed by what happened next: I had an out-of-body experience. My being stood up and turned around, and I could see all the details of my physical body, as well as the others in the room. I stood before a meditating Frank whose eyes were closed in his physical body. I felt his pain and suffering and had great empathy and compassion for him and what he was going through. My heart ached for him, but I saw him almost as a stranger—not me—and witnessed his pain, not my pain. I had no pain at all: I felt serene and at peace. Something strange but beautiful was happening. Surely, this was my higher self. Thus began a series of extraordinary events….

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