My story begins in the Spring of 2006.
That was the day I walked off my local community college campus and never came back.
It was DAY 1 at my new school, the school of daily life. My first lesson: letting go and learning to trust the process of my life unfold.
It was at that moment, I realized I no longer “had” to do anything, and instead could freely choose how to spend each minute for the rest of my life.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m all about education. But education that’s practical. Education that empowers you. That everyday stuff, that most people breeze over in a race to win the next round of Jeopardy.
One of the things I observed being raised by a single mom and having two brothers, was that rarely did any of our challenges come from not “knowing” something. But rather from our lack of practice as a family to communicate effectively with each other. Or not knowing how to handle our daily roller coaster ride of emotions. Or why at times it seemed like there was such a lack of compassion for each other. Or not knowing what to do when our family experienced uncertain financial times.
It was questions like these that initiated my search. A search for truth. And a search to find some other people I could learn from, who seemed to have figured out a few things about living a good life.
I’m not sure why, but early on there was something I became very aware of that has driven me each day, since that point. That is, “everything that has a beginning has an end”..
Today, my life’s work can best be summarized in a quote from a past professor of psychology, Abraham Maslow, who said,
“A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he is to be ultimately at peace with himself. This need we call self-actualization. Namely to the tendency to become actually what we are potentially.”
