The Spirit of Love, known as glen, is not a personal identity as such but rather a way of being. A way of simplicity, a way of the heart. A way that embraces and dances with the perfection of the present moment like no other.


At the peak of his destructive cycle glen was so consumed by addictions, that on any given day saw the abusive consumption of cocaine, MDMA powder, special K, ecstasy, crystal meth, marijuana, prescription drugs (anti-depressants, sleeping pills) and alcohol.


A time that saw him attempting and failing to out race police cars through the streets of a Melbourne suburb one night, to experiencing a near death experience while bleeding out from a glass injury when holidaying overseas, a time of daily self-harming with the prospect of suicide never being far out of reach.

However, through the unconditional love of his parents, glen found himself backpacking through South America where a collection of events and direct experiences with the local people and Mother Earth herself, triggered the beginning stages of what would later become known to him as the shattering and dissolving of the false identity of the illusionary mind-made- self and its ‘poor me’ story.

The Spirit of Love, known as glen, is grateful for being able to share these writings with whomever is open to receiving them.