My name is Scott McPherson.
I have led a wide and varied professional life. I have managed in retail for both large and small companies here and abroad. I have run a contracting company, managed a theatre, ran an arts organization, taught at the college and university levels, as well as enjoying a wonderful career writing and producing television and film. That work also lead to a fairly long stint working as the Executive in Charge of Production and the Director of Creative Affairs for a national network. While I continue to work in film and television (on projects that bring me joy), my life is now primarily invested in sharing a discovery I never consciously intended to make.
It was 2001 and I was living in Budapest when I was suddenly and unexpectedly struck by a powerful revelation. I'm often asked to describe what I saw/felt/experienced--and I do my best--but it's ultimately ineffable. The effect on me was that life instantly became more rewarding. Profoundly happy since then, I love my own life and connect better to every aspect of it. While I was now permanently fine, it would have ended there had it not been for the keen awareness of my dear friend Shane Kennedy, the President of Lone Pine Publishing.
By reading the emails I was sending home, Shane was able to appreciate that I had seen something very significant. When I returned to Canada he put me in touch with his dear friend Sydney Banks. Syd had a similar revelation in the 1970’s, but his was so "detailed" that Syd comprehended his experience in a way that allowed him to "translate it" as The Three Principles. This profound awareness has resulted in Syd being called in to assist everyone from psychiatrists to physicists. And he was the first person I had met who I knew understood the revelation I had experienced in Budapest.
Since then, I have studied with the very best
people, and earnestly practiced my presentation of this perspective;
this understanding. With each student I have learned more and more. My
own deepening understanding is contributing greatly to the sessions and I will forever be grateful to all of the people
who were key in ensuring that I had my original experience, and that
after having it, ensured that I developed my understanding of it to a
point where I can now experience the tremendous joy of sharing this
wonderful Truth with others.
In the end, while I have trained with the most experienced Three Principles Trainers in the world, my primary credential is that I thoroughly enjoy my own life and I have successfully shown many others how to do likewise with theirs. If you would like to experience this perspective, it would be my pleasure to be your guide.
My name is Christina Ignacio-Deines.
I came across the Principles almost by accident, though looking back on the events that created my life up to this moment, I firmly believe that there is no such thing as accident or coincidence. There is some ultimate guiding intention out there—a prevailing wind surrounding us like ether. Call it God, Allah, Brahma-Shiva-Vishnu, the Force…call it whatever you want.
Several years ago, sitting in a pick-up truck with my then-fiancé Angus, he told me about some guy named Scott who'd come into the retail shop that Angus owned and where I worked, asking,
“Is your name Angus?”
“Who wants to know?”
Summer 1968. A five-year-old boy with a swing in his back yard—a broad horizontal beam supported by a vertical on one side and a garage on the other, and a 3-seater suspended in between. The swing was old, but no one realized the vertical support had rotted extensively. The boy and a friend were playing on the swing when they both heard a loud CRACK. The boy ran. Straight into a couple-hundred-pound mass of flying timber that promptly tore off a chunk of his head.
The boy survived, wearing a motorcycle helmet for the next year to protect his skull as it healed. When he began school the following fall, some of the other children would beat him up. Another boy, older by six years and the schoolyard bully, would save the younger boy daily, riding into a crowd of scrapping kids on his bike, pushingkickingpunching the other kids away, placing the younger boy’s body on the handlebars of his bike, and pedaling furiously away.
Scott then says to Angus, “The younger boy was me and the older boy was you. Hi, Angus, I’m Scott McPherson, and I’ve been looking for you my whole life.”
Scott and Angus dropped by the shop one day, while I was working in the office, and Scott and I ended up talking about what he did for a living. He told me about Principles Training, recounted events in his life that led to him teaching it, shared with me the details of a profound spiritual experience he’d had in Hungary several years ago and how this experience had fundamentally altered his perception of life.
When he offered to teach it to me, I found myself blurting out, “Yes.”
I felt an inkling about this man, that day, that invited complete candor—some intangible glimmer that intimated, very deliberately, should I lay bare my innermost self, I’d find his warm blanket of acceptance snuggling me into its folds—and I knew that this inkling had everything to do with whatever he was teaching.
We had our first session at his home, not far from mine, on a beautiful sunlit afternoon in Ritchie.
It's been years now, and I haven't been the same since.
“Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it,
unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.”
Buddha
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