This journey opened my eyes to the full range of the human experience – the lowest lows, the highest highs and all that space in between.
Lately I’ve been in full effect with a new project. It has been a deep dive into the unknown and I’m still coming up for air. After months of preparing, it was time to jump in and see if I could swim. I had no idea if I could do what I was setting out to do. I was counting on things not going as planned. I was counting on people not being receptive to what I had to say. I was bracing myself for rejection and failure and yet still there was this hope, this vision spurring me on.
From the moment I stepped off that plane I was blessed. There’s no other way to describe the conversations and people that awaited me. I sat down with those who inspired me; I talked about things I cared about; I made deeply satisfying connections. I felt used up at the end of the day and each morning I was filled back up again. I wonder at this sort of serendipity; this profound sense of joy and purpose I felt during a ten day trip to LA and SF.
I have no explanation for it. I can only say that I was ready. For many years I was experiencing a fraction of what life has to offer. This journey opened my eyes to the full range of the human experience – the lowest lows, the highest highs and all that space in between. I woke up to the possibility of surprise and discovery, humiliation and defeat, and for once I took my blinders off and let it all in.
P.S. Watch a preview of the journey here.