Send us a text Dedicated to my Mama who is 101 in heaven today! Some weeks feel like a collision between concrete floors and raw truths. I share a demanding return to an Amazon warehouse—long shifts, heavy lifting, and a hip that won’t stay quiet—and how the pain cracked open something deeper: the old narratives about control, failure, and a father wound that still tugs at my choices. That discomfort became a compass, pointing me back to tools that used to steady me: Louise Hay’s mind-body li...
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Send us a text Dedicated to my Mama who is 101 in heaven today! Some weeks feel like a collision between concrete floors and raw truths. I share a demanding return to an Amazon warehouse—long shifts, heavy lifting, and a hip that won’t stay quiet—and how the pain cracked open something deeper: the old narratives about control, failure, and a father wound that still tugs at my choices. That discomfort became a compass, pointing me back to tools that used to steady me: Louise Hay’s mind-body li...
Send us a text Imagine treating reality like a canvas and your mind as the brush. That’s the spirit we bring to a deep dive on imagination—first as the brave lens that lets us face buried patterns, then as the practical engine that helps us design an authentic life. We unpack what “imaging in” really means and why knowledge alone rarely shifts behavior without the felt, rehearsed experience of a different future. We start by reframing imagination as a tool for awakening. Instead of avoiding ...
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Send us a text Dedicated to my Mama who is 101 in heaven today! Some weeks feel like a collision between concrete floors and raw truths. I share a demanding return to an Amazon warehouse—long shifts, heavy lifting, and a hip that won’t stay quiet—and how the pain cracked open something deeper: the old narratives about control, failure, and a father wound that still tugs at my choices. That discomfort became a compass, pointing me back to tools that used to steady me: Louise Hay’s mind-body li...
