Dallas & Ebola

I’m constantly surprised at how we allow fear to dictate the direction of our lives.

Very soon I’m going to Dallas, Texas, because an Indian astrologer in Bombay told me to go. He said that my cosmic rays would be most beneficial for me in Dallas, commencing November 23rd. Here is his prediction for me:

The Prediction

He said I had to go without money, take the free airport shuttle, find a very cheap motel, eat cheap food, and wait for the cosmos to deliver.

Now, it turns out that Dallas is Ebola Central.

I got a call from my gorgeous sister Angela the other night. She’s a hospital administrator – one of the most senior in the state of Queensland. She was nearly hysterical. She said: Are you crazy? Bill – listen to me. You will DIE! Why are you doing this? Just because some crackpot Indian told you to go? Don’t be STUPID Bill. If there’s one place in the world you don’t want to go right now, it’s Dallas!

I just laughed.

I told her I had a greater chance of dying from a gunshot wound in Dallas than I did of Ebola. And anyway, I said, you’re more at risk than me because you work in a hospital.

Yes, she said, but it’s Dallas!! Bill, you have to take antiseptic wipes, do NOT sit on any public toilet seats, wear a mask when you go out, if anyone even LOOKS like they’re going to sneeze on you, just turn and run away…

She gave me a list of health precautions.

I’ve been following the Ebola situation for quite some time now – while it was still contained in Africa. The UK Guardian was reporting on it very early on. Almost twelve months ago now I posted an article on Facebook which I tagged: Should we be worried?

I know the risks.

And still I have no qualms about going to Dallas.


Because I refuse to live in fear.
I refuse to be intimidated by fear.
I refuse to be limited by fear.

Fear cripples us. And it brings out the ugly side in some of us. Fear can breed discrimination, it can breed hatred, it can be the spark for violence.

But perhaps the most insidious aspect of fear is that it shuts us down. We retreat into our caves, we adopt a very primitive survival stance, and we not only hide, but we put up barriers to keep the fear at bay.

So we stay huddled in our cold dank caves, terrified. Meanwhile the world turns, the sun shines, the birds sing, and we’re oblivious to the beauty that waits for us outside our cave.

Because we’re afraid.

When that astrologer told me that I had to go to Dallas, immediately – immediately – I knew I had to go. Without hesitation.

Not because I want immense wealth, although hey, I wouldn’t knock it back – but because that’s what my stars have directed me to do. If I’m going to live an intuitive life, then I have to trust my intuitive responses. And my intuition – my PGS – told me to go.

I’ve never believed in astrology. Astrology for me has always been those cheesy predictions on the back of newspapers. But astrology in India is different. It’s a very ancient science. It’s a complex science. As the astrologer said, it’s mathematics.

I actually believe in this ancient science.

So when the Ebola outbreak occurred in Dallas, I just smiled to myself. I thought: ok, now the cosmos is really testing my resolve. Most people would bail at this point. Should I?

Nup. Why should I?

Why should I huddle in my cave?

As for my wife Jennifer, who’s going to accompany me – she’s equally unconcerned. We just laugh at those that tell us not to go.

We refuse to live in fear.
We’re getting on with our lives.

Plus we have a film to make…

ebola virus

17 thoughts on “Dallas & Ebola

  1. You are right about the risk, Bill.
    Far greater chance of being shot in Dallas, and an ever greater one of being killed in a car accident. There’s a comforting thought for you.
    As to the risk of becoming fabulously rich there… hard to quantify.


    • Hey Patrick, all joking aside, I have to go there with absolute and total belief – not that I’ll get rich, but that something will happen that will fundamentally change my life. And I do believe… Something wonderful is going to happen.


      • Well, Bill the very fact that you are going somewhere else is bound to change your life. But then, every day changes our live.
        We can’t “step into” the same day twice, to paraphrase Heraclitus.

        (No word re Julian, I’m afraid. I think you know the last sighting was in Foncebadon.
        I’m rather concerned.)


  2. According to a recent caption on Sky News in UK, its not an “Ebola outbreak” Bill, its a “Bowler outbreak” – so keep you head down and beware of those fast, flying cricket balls.


  3. Greetings from your advance team in Dallas!

    Kathryn and I are here visiting my daughter and her beautiful family. We got a few jokes from friends before we left home but weren’t really concerned about Ebola. Our focus was keeping up with my five-year old grandson. Right now he’s wining the war of energy.

    The locals seem to be only slightly concerned about an epidemic and most people I’ve talked to think the media coverage is out of control. Tomorrow we fly to NYC so we’ll keep you posted on the attitudes there.

    In the meantime, I would be more concerned about your cheap motel. Here’s a suggestion:



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