I never understood the urge to belong to something that didn’t matter — to chase trends, fit in, or mold myself into someone else’s idea of acceptable. Even as a kid, it seemed clear: most of what passed for “normal” was just noise, distracting us from who we could actually become.
Tag: purpose
My life has been a journey of seeking freedom while grappling with self-imposed limitations, financial constraints, and a nomadic existence that, while offering unique experiences across various communities, reflects deeper struggles with discipline, alignment, and the challenges of being a creative in a system that often stifles authenticity.
30 years ago, I died. It was mid-March of 1994, as I recall. I was 18 years old, and this may or may not have been about the 5th or 6th time I had been in a situation where I could have been over and done with this life — and yet, I decided to remain, or to come back and keep on keeping on.
Something is amiss regarding “near death experiences” and “life between lives” and I believe it’s important that we understand what we’re really dealing with in this realm.
We don’t need to wait for life-altering moments or crises to stop seeking externally. Instead, we can embrace who we truly are in the present moment, and through that self-realization, find inner peace and meaning.