I’ve come too far to quit. I’ve come all this way and now have a chance to gain something that I may have never had. This one scene of my life continues to play over and over again in my head… “You mean to tell me there’s miracles?” Of course there are. It has been one very interesting road to get here. Thousands upon thousands of hours of learning and digging into areas of life that I never could have predicted. The answers were a bit strange. Not strange in the sense that they were bizarre and hard to understand. More strange in the way that they are so unbelievably potent but virtually unknown. I didn’t get here alone. Far from it. I got…
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I need you to give me everything you’ve got. I need you to find that extra gear within yourself, to dig a little bit farther into your faith and to trust that this is the right path to travel. I need your undivided attention. Trust. Trust. Trust. Faith. Faith. Faith. This moment reminds me of three quotes that have always helped me move through times like this. “To each there comes in their lifetime a special moment when they are figuratively tapped on the shoulder and offered the chance to do a very special thing, unique to them and fitted to their talents. What a tragedy if that moment finds them unprepared or unqualified for that which could have been their finest hour.” –…
We are all capable of extraordinary things. In many ways, I can relate deeply to those who have lost their way. When I look back on my life, I can see so many moments of pain and suffering that really rocked me to my core. Don’t get me wrong, there have been many wonderful moments as well. I’m not disregarding that. But the truth is, in many different ways I haven’t been able to enjoy myself as much as I can now see I could have. Why didn’t I back then? Some things were chosen for me. Some things that I chose myself were based upon lies. Many of the avenues in which I tried to fix problems were false paths. The past couple…
I’ve never done this before. But that doesn’t mean I can’t see an outcome. Is it all of the outcomes that will come to be? No. But my head and heart are in a good place. It’s going to take consistency. It’s going to take patience. I’m going to have to listen to my wisdom in a way that I never have before. But it’s time. Truth is, it has been time for some time. But here we are – having arrived at my moment. I’ve reorganized my goals so that they aren’t centered around amounts of time passed but rather milestones achieved. This will keep me focused on the task at hand and connected to the present moment instead of falling into the…
The space between who you are and who you want to be is one of the most difficult transitions of all. You’re asking yourself to become something greater, to break out of the shell you’re currently in and that will test you down to your core. It’s no easy feat to elevate to the next level. It can be… Infuriating. Challenging. Maddening. Yet no matter how many times you fail at reaching it, it continues to call you over and over again. It shines a light on your half-efforts and demands proper admission – your best. Nothing short of that will do. To be completely honest, I’ve given this a lot less than my best. I allowed for excuses and procrastination to set in…
Sometimes, you look back and wonder where time has gone. Yet, in following moments you see exactly where it went. One of my greatest challenges is fully accepting a truth that’s so glaringly simple and powerful beyond measure that it completely disintegrates an entire decade of searching for answers to problems that caused me so much pain. That’s a lot to chew on. I’m reminded of the book “Holes” by Louis Sachar where a group of young men were digging out in the desert seeking treasure. They dug and dug and dug and time and time again came up with nothing. In many ways, I can relate. Often I’ve felt like I’ve been diggin in all of the wrong places. While I’ve found some…
It’s been a long time since I’ve been here. Nearly half a year. But in that time, so much has happened. I’ve changed in so many ways. But most importantly… I finally broke through. I finally saw what was around the bend. Let me take you back a bit. When I first heard that call to head to the mountains and spend time alone, I wasn’t sure what I was going to find. It turned out that the entire experience served as a mirror to who I really was. No illusions…just a perfect mirror image serving up an unflinchingly realistic view. I saw who I had been, who I was and glimpses of who I could really be. And then, the cycle started. See…
Over time and somewhere along the way… I lost perspective of something very very important. The steps I’ve taken. Ever since I was little, I’ve been incredibly hard on myself. Not in the way of bringing myself down (although that happened at times) but more of a frustration knowing that I could act better than I was. As time went on and life added up its rounds against me, that frustration grew. The anger of things not going my way compounded and I felt demoralized that this was all that life had to offer. I’m not sure exactly when it was but at some point I started hearing a voice that was telling me that there was more to understand, unlock and explore than…
“It’s time.” I whispered that to myself this morning. I knew it was time to come back to my writing and put down everything that’s been happening into words. To be honest, this time period has been quite complicated. As I’ve taken more and more responsibility for my life and headed down the paths that I have been shown, there’s been this awakening that has come with an onslaught of past memories and experiences. People. Places. Events. Moments. They have all come to the surface and revealed themselves at once. Part of me thinks that I was almost walking around asleep or blind to it all. This, at times, has been incredibly difficult to process. While there’s a sense of clarity and understanding, there’s…
It’s hard to explain where I’ve been. Even though I was the one who walked the path, not every step was accounted for by memory. I was called to come back home from my travels, to dive deep into the mountains, to quiet everything down and to learn in a way like I never had before. The journey challenged me down to my core and asked of me far more than I had ever asked of myself. I raged and battled against it for some time but eventually I started to float down river with it and found things I never knew I was looking for. After a year of diving into the depths, I found my healers, mentors and guides. I found answers…
