The Marathon of Magnus

The Marathon of Magnus is finally coming to a close. The finish line is around the bend. It has felt like an eternity that has thoroughly tested my patience. But, I know without a shadow of a doubt that Magnus O’Meere, Mind Pioneer has been worth every ounce, minute, and shred of heart and soul that has been poured into him.

But, my God, it’s been a long road. One that, at times, I severely questioned in those tired and frustrating hours of hitting obstacle after obstacle. In other moments, I was full of spice and stamina while reciting, “Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride” in the back of my mind. There were ups. And there were certainly downs. There were moments of self doubt that lasted for days. And there were triumphant moments when I corralled in my runaway ego and got my perspective back under control.

The self-publishing process definitely is not for the faint of heart. The hours, the editing, the tweaking, the learning, and, oh, the decisions: art direction, invention ideas, character design, colours, fonts, text placements, text colours, skin tones, cover design, emails, brainstorms, back cover description, marvellous minds resource, which mind pioneers to include, and the list goes on and on (and on).

Yes, I’ve absolutely had my head spinning at various times throughout the process of bringing this book to life. And then, in those moments, I remember what this book is all about: Mind Pioneering. With an overwhelming amount of decisions, there's no wonder that it can send the ego into emergency mode, but this entire process, for me, was to truly help me learn and continually bring me back to harnessing my intuitive mind. It was never about thinking the project into fruition. It was about merging the minds. It was about relaxing the logical mind in order to get “in the zone” where fresh ideas, insight, creativity, inspiration, and understanding intuitively flow into the mind with ease. That IS mind pioneering. It’s truly a magical experience and one that we are all capable of achieving. And whenever my logical, over-planning mind spun into a tizzy, it served as a reminder to bring m