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, shit 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?
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 shit got rough, tough, wild, wicked and realAF. I fiercely accept my mission. I conquer perceived challenges. I raise the bar every fucking time I supersede the goal.
I used to say a lot of things which unintentionally and unknowingly diminished my badassery.
ᴀ ᴄᴇʟᴇꜱᴛɪᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘɪᴏɴ
ᴏꜰ ᴇᴘɪᴄ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴏʀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ.
ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄᴏꜱᴍɪᴄ ᴏʟʏᴍᴘɪᴀɴ.
ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴇᴜʀᴏᴛɪQᴜᴇ ɴɪɴᴊᴀ. welcome to my d o j o. xox