ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇɴᴇꜰɪᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴅᴀꜱꜱᴇʀʏ.

I used to say: I am "humble". I used to say: I am "nothing" but a "vessel". I used to say: I am "just" a "conduit". ᴡᴇʟʟ - ꜰuᴄᴋ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. It doesn't feel: authentic, aligned or accurate to ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢʟʏ ᴍɪɴɪᴍɪᴢᴇ ᴍʏ ʙᴀᴅᴀꜱꜱᴇʀʏ. It doesn't: serve, honor or revere my ninja spirit, my warrior essence, my badass s o u l, to n e g a t e my fearless and perpetual efforts in the flesh. In this perfectly imperfect body form I can do whatever I want, whenever I want. And- ɪ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ: to dedicate my waking human experience to humanity and all of creation. ɪ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ: to diligently walk the path. ɪ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ: to devotionally practice and train, hard, day a n d night. ɪ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ: to eat, sleep, sh*t the path with my third eye on the prize. Because- ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄᴏꜱᴍɪᴄ ᴏʟʏᴍᴘɪᴀɴ. Does my unyielding commitment provide: trophies, medals, awards, accolades, paid endorsements and media attention? Nope. Au contraire. All things real, my fervent efforts frequently produce illusive sensations, including but not limited to: frustration, anxiety, inadequacy, unworthiness aaand, a plethora of ridiculous and profane conversations with the universe. So why do I ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ to rinse, wash, repeat? ɪ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ to show up over, and over, and over, a g a i n to unite with my highest self, potential, path and purpose because: ɪ ᴀᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏɴᴏʀ ᴀɴ ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴇʟᴇꜱᴛɪᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ. And no one e v e r made it to the top of their game by quitting when sh*t got rough, tough, wild, wicked and realAF. I fiercely accept my mission. I conquer perceived challenges. I raise the bar every f*cking time I supersede the goal. I used to say a lot of things which unintentionally and unknowingly diminished my badassery. Never again. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄᴇʟᴇꜱᴛɪᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴘɪᴄ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴏʀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄᴏꜱᴍɪᴄ ᴏʟʏᴍᴘɪᴀɴ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴇᴜʀᴏᴛɪQᴜᴇ ɴɪɴᴊᴀ. welcome to my d o j o. xox