About Am Rosen, Philosopher and Doctor of Naturopathic medicine

Philosopher and Doctor of Naturopathic medicine, with a twenty-year holistic health consulting practice, Am Rosen utilizes a variety of both ancient and modern East-West disciplines. He has helped people from all walks of life achieve greater inner clarity, intimacy, health and sexual satisfaction in their lives.

To show you what consciousness is; how it is constructed; its interactive range of motion; and how you can individually access it for yourself.

Greetings!: I am truly delighted to have this opportunity to connect with you in this new time of instant global access.

You might well wonder who is Am Rosen, and what qualifies him to make a contribution to the evolution of human consciousness and bettering the quality of life upon our planet?

At the age of four I became self conscious, in the sense that I became profoundly aware of my individual existence. Almost immediately I found myself face to face and squared off against what could be called the embodiment of the "archetypal boogeyman of fear". I looked to my parents with whom I shared mutual love and in whom I had complete trust. Not only could they not help me to actually deal with this "enemy from within", but I also could see that as wonderful as they were, they had themselves already succumbed to this "badness". When I looked past them at everyone else I came in contact with, I could see that they had also succumbed. The strange thing was that nobody seemed to realize it. A sort of collective amnesia, to some degree everybody seemed to have accepted living under the tyrannical limitations of their denied fear. Yet I could see the resulting hurt and confusion they'd suppressed causing everyone so much inner pain. What to do? I could clearly see it, but I didn't understand it at all. I was alone and helpless against an absolute monster.

By the way, it never crossed my mind that I couldn't be rescued if I asked. I somehow knew, with unmitigated certainty, that if I requested divine intercession, that protection would be immediately granted. I intuited that, just as certainly as I realized that my job was to work it out through my own efforts for the benefit of everyone.

For six weeks I'd held out against giving into denying that part of myself, and accepting it all as a negative product of my imagination. I didn't want to loose a certain part of me. Yet I was being worn down by the constant fear and well meaning pushy concern of people trying to comfort me. Also I was very protective of my parents. I adored them and could see the toll all this was taking upon them. One evening a small revelatory insight seemed to wash up on the shores of my mind. Intuitively I followed it, in the process of which I stumbled upon a psychic/psychological technique which allowed me to forestall immediate confrontation. As long as I didn't engage certain aspects of my psyche, I would be safe from having to encounter those dark forces. I saw it as a postponement of an inevitable confrontation. I bided my time seeking to strengthen myself in any and all ways that then seemed open to me.

For the next six years I played out my romantic disposition as a junior psychological swashbuckler. People had never frightened me. I was outspoken and aggressively philosophical from the get go. I liked to rough house, and I was more than willing to fight if I had to. I had lots of boyhood compatriots and was extremely active in all the social ramifications of childhood. I developed an early champion of the underdog complex. I read voluminously, worked with my parents in their business, was tutored in metaphysics, had numerous psychic and para normal experiences, cut my mental teeth on science fiction, kissed as many girls as I could as often as possible- I had a great childhood.

Yet by ten, all the inner safe guard systems I'd installed were starting to breakdown. At the beginning of my eleventh year I'd written and acted in my first play. My life was going great, but inwardly I was barely surviving in a heightened state of continuous, nonspecific paranoia. I didn't let anyone know what was actually taking place inside of me. Outside of this one particular aspect of my life I had total openness and honesty with my parents. There was nothing that I could not or would not discuss with them... except for this one inner battle that seemed to obsess my every waking moment, and a times followed me into the dream world.

I was blasted free from my fear ridden inner obsessiveness by a near fatal encounter with death. I was crossing a street when I was tagged by a car at forty-five miles per hour. I flew through the air, thudding back down against the asphalt in total disorientation. My right hand was holding my side. When I lifted it up it was saturated in dripping blood... my blood. When I peered down at my body there was a huge hole, with part of my intestinal track more out of my body than in, trailing its way onto the dirty black asphalt. My liver was pushed up in a slanted vertical aspect, with about a third of it protruding past the supportive beams of my exposed right rib cage. I was rushed to the hospital. I never lost consciousness through any of it. The surgeon thought it was miraculous that I hadn't been killed on impact. He'd been less than keen on my chances for surviving surgery. Of course, I did.

My accident had taken place two days after school let out for summer vacation. For the next three months I lay mostly in bed recovering. I missed out on a great deal of the social magic that came with that summer. It was the summer between having finished elementary school, and moving off to junior high school; it was a summer when the strange metabolic magic of puberty started to initiate new orientations and new ways of being. By the time I entered school that following September, I felt totally out of synch with everything. The personality traits that had always worked for me before, no longer seemed to work at all. And I didn't care. I felt like I was hazed into some kind of limbo where despite what I did or who I talked to, my motions were preceding from behind some kind of an invisible shell.

It was on the third day of my second week back in school. I couldn't have told you much of anything that had gone on around me that day. I had been aware, yet totally indifferent to any of it. The strange thing was that I hardly had any thoughts that day. It was more like I was cocooned in some sort of an overwhelming sensation. It wasn't a fearful or threatening feeling. I just felt like an intensified blur. Inwardly focused in expectation, I was waiting for something to arrive; yet I was too entranced to even realize I was expecting.

School had let out for the day. I walked out of the main entranceway to the building and down the paved path leading to one of the sidewalks that parameter the school. I stepped onto it, then stopped. Without thinking I backed up several yards onto a stretch of grass and stood there. All about me kids were exiting the building toward waiting public transit busses or other modes of transportation. I was barely aware of any of the activity around me. Moment by moment I found myself being more intensely drawn into a yet unidentifiable feeling that had been building through me that day. Oblivious to anything or anyone else I began walking. In a nonstop absence, I walked in a slow, steady, mesmerized gait, circling the building and adjoining sport and track fields four or five times. Without thinking I came back to stand on the exact spot on the grass in front of the main entrance that I'd started pacing from some two hours before. School had let out at 2:30 p.m; it was now almost quarter to five. There wasn't another person in sight. I just stood there, deep in a fevered intensity. Needing, somehow, to explode- instead I imploded.

Suddenly my intellect came on line and started racing. Thoughts, profound, far reaching intonations flew through my mind and computed with each other with such rapidity that I could barely make them out. My inner mental lethargy was blasted asunder. I felt blood pounding through my head; I felt a draining yet invigorating intensity in my groin. The world around me was suddenly crystal clear; every sound and sight was extremely sharp and clear, yet everything around me seemed to be going so slow that the world seemed almost frozen. Meanwhile I found myself talking to myself out loud. I was babbling sophisticated inanities about space vectors, and mental focusing... things that in the same thought both did and didn't make any sense to me. Whatever was happening to me felt great. I felt so strong within. And this bubble of joy was whirling up from within the depths of me. I was grinning in ecstatic exaltation when wave upon wave of heightened pleasure erupted through my mind. Then an amazing calm settled over me; my thoughts were amazingly clear. There were tears of gratitude running absently down my cheeks. I had been given a purpose and direction. I knew with absolute certainty what I was here to do. It was then and there in innocence, by all that was sacred to me that I took my vow:

I vowed to figure out how the human mind works, why people were having so much difficulty, and how to bring back for the betterment of humanity the understanding and means that would rectify the situation!

Of course I didn't have the vaguest idea of how I was going to do any of it. However, my commitment was made, and from that moment on my life has never been the same. Almost immediately it started. For the next six weeks my mind was a hot bed of inner revelatory epiphanies. Among those things I instantly decided were that anything within the realm of human consideration, no matter how distorted, perverted or harmful, was a part of the human condition which had to be understood. That regardless of all the wisdom that had so far preceded me, judging by the confusion I saw within everyone, no one as yet had figured out what was really going on or how to correct it. And, that in order to shield myself from the well meaning interference of others, I must conceal my real purpose from people till I had actually gained true understanding. So the outer projection of my personality joined the inner self imaging of my ego in a secret identity underground of my own design. Then came years of exploring the ramifications of consciousness, along with the countless experiments, as I groped my way through discovery after discovery as to the "why" and "how" of the human condition.

Between the ages of eleven and nineteen I spent an extensive amount of after and between school time working in the business world. Later, to sustain myself throughout the course of my inner pilgrimaging I held and passed through many vocational situations: I worked my way through college as a supermarket checkout clerk, salesman, jewelry store manager, lifeguard, exercise trainer, taxicab driver, and substitute teacher. I have been employed as a social services inner city case worker; and as a special education teacher. To support myself throughout the course of my bohemian adventuring I have hawked newspapers; worked for a catering service; been a waiter in prestige restaurants; done construction work; done odd jobs on various communes I'd visited; and had been employed as a professional nutritional consultant for a major health food emporium.

Also: I have studied the theatrical arts; and have both acted and directed. Early on I had conducted various experimental workshops in psychodrama and sensitivity training. I've studied, practiced and at times taught martial arts self defense, yoga, metaphysics, and an assortment of meditational disciplines. Fascinated, since childhood, by eroticism, I have pursued an understanding of the erotic arts throughout every culture. I have found that there is no sacred tradition that spiritually I am not an honorary part of. My writings have included a collection of poetry, various short stories, movies, and novels; as well as books on health, consciousness and erotic intimacy. Though at times personally flamboyant, for the most part I managed to keep a low profile throughout the course of my early explorations.

Almost a quarter of a century ago, I settled down and brought the various insights and abilities I'd gained and melded them together into a professional practice. For over twenty-three years I've had the privilege of serving those who have found their way to me as a "health consultant". Utilizing numerous east-west disciplines, including some of my own design, throughout my practice I have worked with people of various race, gender, religious commitment, sexual orientation, and social belief system: From expectant mothers, new born infants, children, teenagers, and adults from their twenties up into their nineties. I have worked with people from various economic strata of society: uneducated illiterates; highly educated and credentialed professionals; prominent media figures; working class blue collar workers; housewives; students; athletes; psychics, artists, etc. I have counseled individuals who were trying to learn how to facilitate a relationship; I have counseled people who want to make their relationship work, as well as those who feel they want to amiably dissolve their relationship and move on. I have lectured and conducted workshops on "consciousness, health and sexuality"- I give some of the best homework around.

By now I know my song quite well. I want to sing (so to speak) my song to you throughout every media that I can. I have some contributions to make to the common cause of human betterment that can help move us ahead in a clearer and more comfortably succinct manner. I'm not guessing! I intend to explain these perspectives to you in logical and concise manner that will make them available for your own adaptation and utilization. I don't want you to believe! I want you to come to understand for yourselves! I want you to feel so inwardly clear and secure, that you can more fully manifest your uniqueness while creating a more expansive field for interacting with the uniqueness of others. This is not a question of what or how you should think. Like everyone else I have my opinions and will at times offer them for your considered perusal. This is more a question of how thinking, feeling and sensing processes through the human nervous system, so that you can gain control of yourself, and feel secure enough to take full advantage of what is available to you.

Extremely healthy and vital, I am free thinking open minded, intensely passionate, spiritually centered individual. In keeping with my aesthetic gourmet sensibilities, I am a "functional hedonist", with the emphasis on functioning. It brings me joy to see good people get better. While well grounded in pragmatic reality of nature and social survival ("rendering unto Caesar"), I am continuously pushing the envelope as to what it is possible for us to become ("rendering unto God"). While there is always more that I would like to do, I live my life so that if I had to check out now, everything up to this point feels wonderful. I am having a love affair with life, and if you get in my way you may become part of my love affair. I wish for you what I wish for myself:

May your life be
An ever expanding movement
Through satisfaction
To fulfillment!
How can I be of help to you?

Email me:Am Rosen <lifegame@mediaone.net>