The Wilderness & The Whispers

I slept in my car, traveled the country three times, and even got lost in the desert.

In the years since starting over, I volunteered on a farm, managed a small grocery store in the middle of nowhere, lost my dog, found my way, and started my own company.

When I look back on my previous life, I don’t see this version of me. There’s arrogance, ego, incompetence, daydreamer. I didn't truly understand life. 

“If only I knew then what I know now.”

This more complete self was born from the former one, but was refined through necessity and humility. It’s a strange, difficult space to be in. I love the man I am now, and I wish I could have been that man back then.

Butterflies never go back to eating leaves. Once transformed they enjoy the delectable sweetness from flowers and fruits. Grateful for it’s former self that worked hard, ate leaves, avoided predators, and made the cocoon in preparation for this new self. The butterflies new purpose? Teach, share, and create more caterpillars. 

I'm meant to build something of my own from this new foundation. I'm ready to taste the nectar from the blooms of this new life.