My Ten Year Vision
Ten years ago, you sat in the your first plant medicine ceremony space and pondered what the future would behold. You envisioned a path that would lead you here, now, to me: a man of fullness, purpose, peace, equanimity, and harmony.
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I am sitting in a retreat center that I built from a vision I had ten years ago: a center for the awakening of souls, healing of hearts, and manifestation of minds. This is one of many spanning the globe that share your vision. Your ideas, writings, and programs have become a force for great change in the world, elevating the consciousness of seekers of light and love. Psychedelic therapy continues to be the gateway into awakening, but your journey and what you teach has become so much more. Life is filled with quiet moments of meditation, nourishing paths of purpose, and love, love, love.
My wife, Chuchu, has blossomed into the embodiment of art and beauty. Love surrounds me everywhere. Our support for each other through the accumulations of trials and tribulations has created a bond like no other, of unspoken trust, respect, and admiration. We live in an abundance of self-love, of joy and gratitude for all things, and service to our fellow human beings. We give love freely, openly, and fearlessly. Every challenge becomes an opportunity to love ourselves and each other more, so we are able to meet missteps with gratitude instead of suffering.
Our children have matured into embodiments of consciousness themselves, inspiring generations of people to walk the path of service. They meditate and guide; they find playfulness in all they do; they are light in a natural way we have worked so hard to be from the kind, loving, and supportive upbringing they had. I look in their eyes and feel proud of what Chuchu and I have created: we have shed the baggage of our past and poured every ounce of our growth and love into these two beautiful beings. We allow the fullness of their spirit and the curiosity of their unencumbered minds to guide them through life’s winding paths. They inspire me as much as I inspire them.
My mother is healthy and lively, having decided that she has suffered enough ten years ago. She also practices mindfulness and meditation, her physical ailments subsiding and giving way to joy and appreciation. We both know that the end of this lifetime will come — maybe years from now, maybe today — but we are ready. She has come full circle and discovered the truth of life: that all there is is love and joy, and that we can be grateful to be surrounded by those who love us and our precious life that brings us joy. Pain was just another stepping stone to the magnificence of this present moment. It’s taken time and work, but my mother has finally arrived at an acceptance, forgiveness, and peace that she didn’t know possible.
I live in a conscious community full of seekers that I am honored to call my friends. We have grown together, suffered with each other, mended, and supported one another through our parallel paths. I have helped nurture their visions, from business to personal, and feel deeply the truth of calling them “brother” or “sister”. Sometimes, these friends seem too numerous to count, but that’s okay: I give openly and freely to my family as they give to me.
My first book, “Modern Enlightenment”, has spurred many on their journey into Oneness by grounding the consciousness journey in an accessible, process-driven format. My second book – a science fiction exploration of memories, time, and love – has touched many that would not otherwise have felt the calling to consciousness. I feel I have fulfilled a vision that was set in motion ten years ago when I regained my memory and began to write after a sixteen year hiatus. I feel accomplished and exuberant, as if the craving to release my ideas has finally been quenched. I feel excited to continue my own journey into Oneness, and share greater depth and vulnerability with the world.
I return back to gather with my 1Heart tribe at least once a year to reflect upon the enormity of the past ten years. We have all taken our own, incredible journeys; and it is a wondrous pleasure to ponder that ten years ago, this was the day it all began. I play the handpan, piano, guitar, and DJ for my friends. I’ve written music that accompanies my love for poetry, and even choreographed dance to my pieces… I perform all of it in ceremony, projecting out the bliss I feel from my soul into my voice, my fingers, and my toes.
Thank you to time, to space, to the God within us all for this gift of life, for the ability to close my eyes and envision the days of future past. I love myself, my life, and all life.
3/19/22
