After one more trip around the sun, here are a few of my learnings (some of which came down like honey, others, like a sledgehammer. #reallife):
Devote—all in, no half-assing commitment to the Light. Do it for the Love. Hold your friends close. If you can’t find the funny in it, yer fucked. Laughter fuels resiliency—if you can crack a joke in tragedy, you’re going to be alright.
Trying to be cool delays satisfaction. Get excited. Show it. You might get hurt. Find something or someone else to get excited about. The supply of excitement worthiness is unlimited.
Your body is never “attacking itself”. That’s one of the most damaging myths of modern medicine.
Presence is where the payoff is, just be with what’s going on in front of you. The next right step comes from that place.
Being misunderstood will not kill you. You know who you are.
Not many people will run into a burning building for you. As for the ones who will—never let them go.
Compassion can be excruciating—it’s the medicine. Listening is an underrated hobby. Be INTERESTED. And please, just meditate, k?
If you chase only the numbers, you miss the gold. Burn it down when it’s holding you back—there is magic in the ashes. Only the flexible survive.
Love is the most inefficient and often inconvenient way to EUPHORIA. But… EUPHORIA. I’m so in. If you orient your whole life around doing THE MOST LOVING THING… you get strong, stronger, fucking strongest. So strong. Love-strong.
Thank you to everyone who poured light into my life this year. As for my personal new year, I’m going for all passion-making and minimal on the awesomely gnarly life lessons. I’ll let you know how it goes.