What was Lost, Now Found
Even when we think we have healed it all, we find another layer of transformation waiting for us if we are brave enough to follow our Soul.
The nearly infinite number of lost Souls, wandering through the abyss, have a hand out any time they choose to accept it — though choosing to trust that hand is one of the most difficult choices they may ever face. I was one of them. I chose to accept the hand up. This is the story of my return.
Finding myself with a hand up from God himself was a miracle that pulled me out of a life that held the illusion of being perfect.
Sever All Illusion
Growing up without a home and sometimes without food, truly without any real stability, can send you into cycles of the same constant, lifelong lack and scarcity – or it can fast-track you into procuring everything you ever wanted and making god-damn sure you never live through the horror again.
Reality is much brighter than I could have ever known, when I was still lost — miracles upon miracles hide in every corner of every space on Earth. Here’s how I know.
Soul Travel's Rising
I've jumped off a private charter boat and into the bright green, Mediterranean Sea, surrounded by half-sunken tombs and tiny dots of flower-covered islands where goats wandered in and out of ancient ruins, swimming into caves to see how far we could go and what life forms lived alongside us when we did.
