Vlad Dorojinksy's Mother of the Universe In the middle of holiday shopping, giftwrapping, parties, and working on my next novel, I try to slow down my end-of-the-year pace by thinking back over the last twelve months, the path I took, and the changes it made in my life. So it's timely and poetic that I recently met a man named Vlad Dorojinksy. He's a Russian living in Southern California with a financial background. He comes across as pleasant, friendly, nothing too extreme or out of the ordinary. And then he tells you about the day he died and how it changed his life forever.

Mr. Dorojinksy seemed like the epitome of a healthy man, right up until the afternoon he was told he had congestive heart failure. The symptoms of his condition sent him to the hospital, where the doctor called in his wife so that she could say goodbye to Mr. Dorojinksy. As he recounts, he remembers his wife's anguished expression, the fluid exit from his body, and hovering pain-free over himself as he went into cardiac arrest. A tunnel appeared in front of him and he began down it, experiencing a feeling of absolute peace. But on his path through the tunnel he realized that his wife was not with him, and he turned around and headed back into his body.

While that would be enough for anyone to change their perception of the world, Mr. Dorojinksy's experience wasn't over. As he recuperated over the next 11 days in the hospital, he began to have visions of structured shapes and colors. And from them, his artwork was born. He now paints formations he envisioned of the universe, each with their own unique story, among other inspirations. Given what he's gone through and how he's sharing it with the world, and how his experience relates so closely to what I've written in my novels, I wanted to introduce you to him. If you're interested in seeing more, his artwork can be viewed/purchased at: http://www.dientra.com/Healing-Art.html

Have a safe, happy holiday season and may the upcoming year be filled with joy, peace, and prosperity.