Who is this Wayfinder fellow Anyway?

A summarised Autobiography

I have never represented myself as an Elder. I have never readily
classify myself as Elder. It has been some of my peers who have
previously given me such a title. I am but a humble Shamanic priest.

In previous introductions, both here and in other groups, I have
written: "My name is Michael Lee-Price or in gaelic "Michel Laoi Pris"
(as I consider myself Celtic) ... I have been known as The Wayfinder here in
Cyberspace since 1996. I am an ordained Spiritual Minister of the now
defunct High Church of Aquarius, an ordained Minister of the Spiritualist
Association of Australia, an ordained Minister of the United Light
Church and the Gate Keeper of OST, among other things."

Recently, in a Yahoo! group, someone asked me for my credentials. I can
not ... as to give the subject justice, reveal initiations and tell
the full story in text and in a forum ... it would be far too hard to
give details of accounts and to reveal secrets and personal events and
details in writing especially in groups and forums because some of the
stuff is just too personal and private. You will have to wait to read my book if you want to know it all.

Actually, I don't feel that I need to prove anything to anybody and in
all fairness, I have stated many times in groups: "If push comes to
shove my credentials have been offered to be viewed at my home before
and on many occasions and still are by appointment." and in the
comfort of my own home, over a glass of mead or wine I am prepared to
tell my story for any who wish to listen.

Michael Lee-Price AKA 'The Wayfinder' was born at Gosford, NSW at 11:00 am on January 19th 1956. (Yes, I am a cusp Capricorn/ Aquarius - a Goat in Chinese horoscope - oh, no .. a double 'old' goat). I was born Michael David Raymond John Zachary Price; a breech birth and premature (hence the long name. My parents and grandparents did not think I would survive - hell of a gravestone).

I am second generation Australian (in places and a little original Australian). I am half Irish (my mother's side - Avery and Frawley) and a quarter Welsh (my father's father - he changed his name from Pryce to Price) and 1/ 8 aboriginal (my father's mother was 1/ 2 and I do not know what the other half was). Without going into a great detail ... both my mother and father where Christian ... my father Anglican my mother Catholic (Irish) ... neither converted and married with the understanding that religion was an open though not much discussed faith in their house hold. I always had a leaning to the Occultism, Metaphysics and Druidry. I found the philosophies of Gnostism, the Rosecrucians, Wicca, Hinduism, Buddhism, Taoism and Witchcraft a great deal more to my liking.

"The Wayfinder" is NOT a Magical Name; NOT my Magical Name, it is NOT
a Nick Name or even one I chose for myself. It is a title given to me
by the spirits and the Gods and Goddesses. A mantle presented to me by
one of my Gurus (Dhyanyogi Madhusudandasj) on another plane of
existence during an After-Death/ Out of Body experience.

In 1983 I died (wasn't the first time I had died in this life - I had
died three times before ... electrocuted when 12; drowned at 17; drug/
heroin overdose at 20) after a horrific bike accident. I died as a
result of the bike accident and was pronounced dead on arrival at the
hospital. I came back, in the morgue and after discovery, was rushed
to the Emergency Operation Theatre, where I died again. Revived (with
paddles) I was taken to intensive care where I died again.

These out of body experiences/ life after death experiences were like
dreams. Very intense and vibrant and visual dreams, Real. It was like
existing in another plane of existence. Another world; place; time.
Like "Crossing Over" (as John Edwards called the otherside) to another
dimensional place that I will call what the Celts refer to as the
Otherworld(s).

The first 'experience' which I had previously referred to as the tunnel
was "freaky" I sensed people/ apparitions walking passed me ... both
going back towards where I had come from and also towards where I was
heading. Some where seemingly in a hurry to get where they were going
... I, on the other hand, was dawdling ... I was taking everything in
... not wanting to go and not really wanting to stay and unsure
whether or not to turn back. Suddenly, a familial friend's face
appeared before me. His name was 'Rupee" (a Tongan living in Australia
who I worked with) who died in a car accident three weeks before. He
said: "MiC, it ain't your turn ... go back!" I was instantly in the
operating room hovering over my own body, looking down as the doctors
applied the paddles. I was back (yet still in a bad way).

The second experience was even more weird. I found myself in a
completely 'white' room. Sitting on a 'white' chair. There was another
person in the room. A woman. She sat there on another chair and just
stared at me. We did not converse. Suddenly, a man in a long white
robe appeared. He actually just walked through the wall into the room.
He had long white hair and a long white beard. His skin was tannished
in appearance. He stood there and gestured to me. This was Dhyanyogi
Madhusudandasj. He did not speak audibly but I could hear him in my
head. He said to me:

"You are the Wayfinder. You are he who is meant to help others find
the paths that they are to follow. You are the torch in the dark. You
are there to help others walk the path that they fear most and show
them the way to start there journeys. Do not preach to them. Accept
them and their beliefs with the uniqueness that THEY are because they
are ONE with YOU as I am ONE with YOU. Go for you are to serve."

That was the awakening of my gifts but not the start of my Spiritual
Journey.

At Fifteen (15) I left home and went and lived in an Artist Commune in
Chippendale (Redfern) and lived an alternative life style. One of the
people (artist and occultist) who had a very notable influence on me
during my youth was Rosalind Norton (Roie). She inspired me to look
beyond the socially acceptable and question what is normal in society.
Rosalind Norton was not Wiccan and never considered herself to be a
Witch although she was dubbed by the Media as the "Witch of Kings
Cross". She allowed this however, for notoriety and publicity sake.
Rosalind Norton was an Occultists. Rosalind Norton initiated me(I will
go into no detail). I was her toy boy and acolyte and I will say no
more about this other than, I still have one of the books she gave me.

There has been a great many people who have had an influence on me.
Too many to name. I was fortunate to have been taken under the wing of
some notable and even notorious people during my youth. As a young
musician, I played in bands as a member of ,or a session musician
with, Dingo, Lunar Sea, Gold Rush, Radio Birdman, as well having
worked as a roadie for Billy Thorpe and the Azetcs, Brian Cadd, Stevie
Wright, Richard Clapton, my good friend Barry Leef and several others.
As musicians have a tendancy to associate with other musicians (mostly
at the good ole "Muso's Club" in Surrey Hills or across the road at
the Celtic Club or The Paradise at Kings Cross) I remember getting
drunk or stoned with Billy Thorpe, Brian Mannix, Ted Mulry, Lobby
Lloyd, Jon English and Doug Parkinson (the last two gentlemen I
considered friends at the time ... Jon even dated my sister for a
while). I even recall getting drunk with Lou Reed when he toured
Australia at the Beef, Steak and Bourban in Kings Cross. I could also
lists the Journalists, Cartoonists and Artists I have known but the
list would be endless Most musicians and artists, especially during
the early 1970s -up to the early1980s, lived an alternative life style
or had alternative points of view and often spirituality, especially
here in Australia.

Another person, I need to mention who was a great inspiration was Athena Starwoman, who was a very close friend of mine and I was greatly sadden by her untimely passing and I miss her dearly.

In my youth I was a seeker. Very early upon leaving home I joined the
"Orange People" and was a follower of Osho for a time. However, the
bizarre sexual rites, use of hallucigents and other rituals became a
little unnerving and even taxing. I recall meeting Rosalind Norton
around this time as well and it was largely due to her influence that
I began to research S.L. Macgregor Mathers and Aleister Crowley
Although drawn to occultism, I did not readily appreciate or even
accept Paganism or even Wicca as a path and I would say, that due to
my own insecurities and real non-understanding of Christianity as well
as my deep love of the mysterious that I readily embraced Gnosticism
and later AMORC in 1980.

In 1975 I fathered a child and lived a musician lifestyle in Surry
Hills with the Mother of my daughter, who was introduced to me by
Rosalind. I was 19, she only 15. Tragedy struck with the death of
my daughter which sent me into a spiral of drug and alcohol abuse and
caused me to dabble in Satanism for a while. I was a member of a
Satanic Coven in Kings Cross. I was initiated to second degree by my
HP Marcel Luis Zmak. Of this period of time I will write not and
share no secrets. Rosalind disapproved. Needless to say we drifted and
my daughter's mother left me as well.

To escape this maddening life style I knew I had to get away. It was
late in 1978, I traveled to Bali where I converted to Buddhism and
after six months of residing in that place which I considered
paradise, I returned happily to Australia to persue my artistic and
musical career with greater fervour. I also, learned about Roie's
death when I returned and was greatly saddened.

I've lived in chronological order: Chippendale (Redfern), Darlinghurst,
Kings Cross, Surrey Hills, Elizabeth Bay, Surrey Hills (again) and
Ultimo during my youth . Needless to say the cosmopolitian culture of
living in areas around the City of Sydney had a large influence on my
viewpoint. and the pain, sorrow and tragedy that I had experienced in
my youth really had an impact of my general out-look.

In 1980 I moved to Canada and lived there for a year and a half. It
was whilst living there that I (as stated above) readily embraced
Gnosticism and AMORC and began studying metaphysics amd philosophy and
in the Summer of 1980 that I found myself in the audience of a new
television program called "The Nature of Things with David Suzuki".
Even then, I was inspired by the great man and included him in my list
of mentors. It was also, around this time that I was fortunate to meet
in person another great man, Mr. Joseph S. Campbell. These are the men
who actually inspired me to greater thought. I attended as many
lectures of these two giants. I felt the mysteries of the Universe
unfolding and read as much as I could and pushed myself to learn as
much as I could. Whilst, in Canada I also became involved with The
High Church of Aquarius, a spiritual association and before my return
to Australia was ordained as a Minister.

Returning home to Sydney and between 1982 and 1983, I did a bit of
traveling around Australia. Western Australia and Tasmania are the
only two states I have never been too.

After, my bike accident in 1983 and several life after death
experiences I returned briefly to the Christian church until late
1984 when I found the dogma and doctrine of Christianity unfulfiling.

From 1984 -1992 I flirted with Hinduism and even for a period of time
Sai Baba. My Guru at the time, Ellen Weston, who was Sai Baba's
representative in Australia, taught me Reiki, Hypnotic Regression and
Kundalini Meditation. It was through Ellen and her association with
Margaret and Cassandra (I will not reveal their last names) that I
became a member of the Fellowship of Australian Writers but also, the
Australian Spiritualist Association. In 1989, I was ordained as a
Spiritualist Minister.

Also, between 1986 -1989, I father two sons and was in a committed
relationship. The boys mother and I separated in 1992, and the mother
and I, deciding to part amicably, split the boys up. The youngest went
with his mother (although he is living with me now) when she moved
back to Melbourne and the oldest stayed living with me in Sydney (He
is now 22 years old, a University student and my 80 year old father's
carer).

At the time, I felt a trifle hurt and lost and decided go back to the
Christian church for a time (I was raised Anglican although never
christened because my Mother was Catholic and really wanted her
children raised Catholic) ... in truth if it was at all possible to be
'excommunicated' from the Anglican church ... I was. My 6 year old son
(then) was not allowed to return to Sunday school, I was prevented
from volunteering my services as a Youth Worker in the Anglican youth
centre, I was sacked from working as a contributing illustrator and
press artist at "FreeXpression" magazine which was owned and managed
by a member of the congregation and all because after a Sunday sermon
and at afternoon tea in the Church hall when introduced to the
heirachy of the congregation, I was asked my 'own' belief ... and said
that I did not believe that Jesus was the son of God and that the
bible was a sexist book as there was no gospel according to Martha or
Mary ... Imagine the looks of horror on the faces of the
congregation..... nice knowing you... goodbye... now..... quickly!

In 1995 and once more returning to Buddhism and combined it my other
learnings, I established a spiritual group operating as a home church.
I dispersed it prior to moving to America.

It was at this time also, I discovered the old DOS bulletin boards and
later the internet. I meet and chatted with some very important, if
not famous people. Again, to list them all here would take up a great
deal of room. Many of them, I still chat to occassionally on-line and
many of them are on my friends lists in my Facebook or PaganSpace or
MySpace profiles and many of them, are well known in the International
Global Pagan community. To them, I do not need to prove myself.

In January 1997, three days after my 41st birthday my beloved Mother
died during a operation at Liverpool hospital to prepare her for
Kidney dialysis. My father, my son and I were devastated. and as the
only son of my father and my father was in total despair and shock, I
was relied on to identify the body in police presence, make funeral
arrangements and the "Wake" arrangements, attend the Coroner's Inquest
and act as executor to my mother's estate.

As a result of acting as her executor, I had to travel to Ireland to
get her estate in order. I left my son in my father's care for six
months and it was during my time in Ireland that I found my roots and
my ancestry. I experienced a Druid gathering and found Celtic
traditions which I embraced whole heartedly.

Upon my return to Australia, I decided to involve myself in the then
fledgeling Pagan Community and it was during this time also, that I
met my American wife on the internet. After a brief internet
courtship, I moved my son and myself to the USA and became involved
with EMF and a lady know as The Little White Flower. Here also, I was
one of the first to become an ordained Minister of ULC and when I was
ordained you didn't have to pay for your ceriticate.

Of course the romance did not fair well, and my wife withdrew her
sponsorship. This is a part of my life I would rather not discuss on-line.

Upon my return to Australia in late 2001, I re-established my
spiritual community as a Coven. I continued it online for a while when
I moved to South Australia but members got busy with their own lives
and it evolved into what is currently The Temple of the Ancient Ways.

Between 2004 -2006, I was a member and Shaman of a Asatru community
run by a man I once held in the highest esteem. Since then, I have
concentrated on my personal and own community building.

I have had many premonitions and I have access to the Akashic Records.
Since my accident (and resulting head injuries) in 1983, I have found
myself with many gifts. I see small as well as big events. My real
first premonition was in 1985 in Sydney on the way to my favorite
watering hole. A mother with a small boy, perhaps five or six. She had
trouble keeping the young fella under control. He was running ahead of
her. I was five or six feet behind them. I had a vision of a truck
coming down a street two streets away from my pub and the young lad
stepping out in front of it. I strolled hastily past her and grabbed
the boy just before he did so. I handed him over to his mother and
continued on my way. Two of the locals witnessed it from the pub
window. The woman followed me into the pub and sobbing thanked me. I
felt embarrassed but I was glad the young boy was not killed.

Unfortunately, sometimes we can not prevent something which is meant
to happen. If we do attempt to, people look at us as if we have three
heads and either scoff, start making arrangements for us to be locked
up or ignore our pleads.

I dreamt about the large earthquake in India which killed thousands,
two days before it happened. Who was I going to tell?

I dreamt about the Thredbo Disaster (An avanlache/ mud slide in Thedbo
Ski Resort in NSW, Australia) which killed a great many people. I told
my son and father three days before about the dream. Who else was I to
tell?

I saw in a dream, a month before the incident, the planes crashing
into the twin towers. Who would have believed me? Especially as I was
locked in a jail in Mancester, New Hampshire awaiting deportation for
being an illegal alien. How could I prevented all those deaths? I was
however, forewarned. I was due to be deported on September the 11th
... but because a CO (Correctional Officer)pushed me down a flight of
metal stairs which resulted in my right arm and wrist being broken/
smashed, the Australian Government got me out a week and a half early.
I still have the airplane ticket of the plane I was meant to fly out
on- Flight AA11 - Boston to Los Angelos.

Most recently, I predicted months in advance the Global Financial Crisis although I thought my prediction had to do with the Large Haddon Compactor as I saw millions of lives put into crisis but can now see in hind-sight that the worldwide financial chaos has had much more of a disastrous impact on the World and more so than the planet just blowing up.

During my 52 years this time on earth (I am 3670 years old if I count
all my past-lives), I have worked as a copyboy, cadet journalist,
cadet artist, graphic-designer, musician, jockey, bagman, personal
minder, bouncer, press artist, cartoonist, illustrator, teacher,
laborer, storeman, jackaroo, Art Director, Warehouse Manager, Office
Manager, web designer, Community artist, Advocate, political animal,
Justice of the Peace, Youth Worker and a Social Worker.

I have sat in corroberee with David Gulpilil. Gone Walk-About with
Barnum Barnum. Sat at the feet of David Suzuki and Joseph S. Campbell.
I have shaken the hand of Oberon Zell Ravenheart at a pagan gathering
in America. Rubbed shoulders with Abe Saffron. Been arrested and
beaten up by Bumper Farrell (Detective Sargeant). Had a sexual
encounter with a well know Aussie actress in Norman Lindsay's garden.
Got stone and pissed with Lou Reed. Got drunk with Brett Whiteley.
Attended dinner parties with Mark Day, Ita Buttrose, Graham Kennedy
and Steve Vizard. Played pool with Peter and Spike Milligan. Been
served beer at the Dophin Hotel by Bill Hunter. Hung with Iva Davis
and his band in the Hopetown Hotel. Danced an Irish Jig with Loreena
McKennit. Been the toy boy of Rosalind Norton.

There is much. much more but I will am not prepared to reveal it in any
online forum and if you truly desire to view my credentials and listen
to the stories of my life you can organise a time to come and have a
beer or a coffee or mead at my home.

I am a father and a step-father. I have been married once and lived in
seven defacto relationships. I have had over 200 sexual experience
with different partners ( I am not boasting just telling it as it is).
I have finally found my Life partner. My Dragonfly and we have two
little ones. Dragonfly is extremely supportive of all my endeavours and is extremely patient with my quirks and foibles and on top of all this my lady love is an extraordinairy gift person in her own right.

My interests have always been Alternative and I have lived a very
wonderful, adventurous and interesting life and wouldn't change any of it.

Believe my story and take my word if you so desire. I really don't
have to prove anything to anyone. I know who I am and I know what I
have experienced. I know what is Truth.

I am the Founder of the Cosmic Cauldron Yahoo group

I am the Founder of The Temple of the Ancient Way

I am the Founder of the Aeonist philosophy.

I am the Founder of The Ancient Ways Incorporated.

The Gate Keeper of OST.

I am Patriach of Tintean Clann Danu

I am a Bard and Philosopher.

Call me a Jack of All Trades. An Adept if you wish. An Elder if you so
desire.

I am Me. A Humble Shaman Priest.

~ The Wayfinder ~

Community Advocate and Arbitrator

WARNING: To Mr. Kirt Hignett, Mr. Cliff Hignett, Mr. Peter Braybin, Mr. Neville Brown (Lief Njordsson), Ms. Kathlyn Maybin (Spirit),Mr. Thomas Burton, Mr. Darren Gotfied-Wilson, Ms. Samantha Johnson (nee: Green), Ms Carol Gray (by any alias),Ms. Deborah Grey (Tish), Mr. Denis Cooper (Elder Pagan), Mr. Leith Carnie, ALL and Every member of Leshanki, The Folkvangr Kindred, The Yahoo Elder Coven group, and the National body of Pagan Alliance who may be associated or friends with the individuals mentioned above.

If any of you good people copy this information and attempt to use it against me in some despicable and underhanded manner, you will not only prove to the rest of the world what kind of vindictive and nasty people you really are but I WILL take legal action against you!

I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!

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