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I Almost Gave Up… But Fate FORCED Me to Record This for YOU! (Watch ALONE Tonight)Added:
I almost gave up.
But P forced me to record this for you.
I don't even know how to describe it. It wasn't a thought. It was more like a physical feeling, a pull in my chest that just wouldn't let me wouldn't let me turn my laptop off. It felt like something, whatever you want to call it, the universe fate, your own subconscious reaching out, whatever it is, it's basically, it basically grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to hit record.
And I'm trusting that feeling right now.
Always actually do. I'm trusting that you didn't click this by accident.
I think I think you're tired.
I don't mean body tired from a long day of work. Though I bet you feel that, too.
I mean I mean deep tired.
Deep in the marrow of who you are. So tired.
You are worn out by the cha and deeply sad that life has become only only about making money and you have been trying to fix it.
God, have you been trying?
You make the plans.
You buy the journals.
You tell yourself, "Okay, Monday, Monday, I locking next month. I'll be better in the new year. I'm studying fresh."
But there is an ancient Greek philosopher named Epicurus and he basically called this exact behavior the evil of foolishness.
He said the evil is that we are always beginning to live always.
And that landed on me like a ton of bricks because you know that feeling, the feeling where you look where you look at the clock, maybe it's 2 p.m. and you've already messed up the diet or you skipped the workout or you snapped at your partner.
And there is this there is this immediate almost seductive relief that washes over you when you tell yourself, "Today is dead. Today is lost.
I might as well just eat whatever I want.
Doomcrawl until my eyes hurt and hide from the world because I failed.
I'll try again tomorrow.
There is a safety in that, isn't there?
a safety in writing off the entire day because of one mistake or a week or a year.
You've lived unseen for so long, maybe even unseen by yourself, that you've gotten comfortable in the shadows of your own life.
It's like you're in this waiting room.
You are just sitting there flipping through old boring magazines waiting for your name to be called, waiting for their real life to start.
But but but look around you. The waiting room you are sitting in isn't a prelude to your life. This this is it.
The waiting is the living.
And here's where this gets a little strange, a little uncomfortable.
So stay with me because I'm working through this myself right now.
We are taught to believe that life is um is this big grand arc, this sweeping story from birth to death.
But when you really zoom in, when you really feel the second, the seconds ticking by, you realize the only thing that has ever actually touched you, the only thing that has ever been undeniably real is the present moment.
Nothing else.
The past is a ghost. It's electrical impulses in your brain. The future is a fantasy. It's a projection by the weight of that ghost and that fantasy is crushing you.
Marcus Aurelius the Roman Emperor he had this question to he he he would ask himself um it's terrifying in its simplicity he would say tell me what in this present moment is so unbearable and you will be ashamed of your answer.
Just sit with that for a second right now.
If you pause the video and look at your physical reality, your skin touching the chair, the table, desk, the hum of the fridge, the air, air on your face. What is actually wrong right now?
In this exact sliver of time, probably nothing catastrophic is happening to your physical body. You are breathing.
Your heart is beating.
That's a miracle right there.
But your mind, your mind is in the war zone.
Your mind is in the past replaying that that thing someone said to you to you 5 years ago. That betrayal, that abuse, that time you were made to feel so incredibly small and so incredibly worthless.
I know you have survived incredible hardship and abuse, but you still love.
And deep down there is a part of you that knows you are healed and protected.
But the memory of the wound is so loud that it drowns out the reality of the safety.
It's like hearing a ringing in your ears. The sound isn't real. No one else can hear it, but it drives you absolutely insane.
Or your mind is in the future.
It's going to the meeting tomorrow.
They build you next week. The fear that you will never find someone.
The panic that you will lose everything you've built.
All those all these future worries.
These things that haven't even happened literally don't exist yet.
But they produce a physical reaction in your body right now.
Your heart races.
Your chest gets tight.
Your hands right now might feel a little shaky.
This is the crazy part of being human.
We use the incredible power of the present moment, the only tool we are given to actually build a life.
And we pour all of it into worshipping a graveyard of a of pain or building an altar to a disaster that hasn't occured.
We are always beginning to live tomorrow because we refuse to live today.
Yeah.
And I know why why we do it. We do it because the goals we set are often so massive, so perfect, so driven by the egos.
Eagles needs to be a superhero that we can't possibly achieve achieve them in one or in one single Monday, Tuesday afternoon.
So we punt it.
We push it to tomorrow's version of us.
Tomorrow's version is this perfect godlike figure.
Tomorrow's version wakes up at 5 a.m., drinks drinks green juice, meditates for an hour at least, and never raises their voice.
Tomorrow's version isn't traumatized.
They aren't scared, but you are.
The you right now, the one watching this, maybe you haven't showered yet today. Maybe you are in pajamas.
I think you do. Maybe you feel like a failure.
And you think if I can just hit the reset button, if I can just kill off this imperfect version of myself today and wake up as that new person tomorrow, I will finally be worthy of the life I want.
But what if the striving itself is the trap? What if the goal you are chasing down?
The thing that makes you say life is only about making money isn't even yours.
This is where I had a huge breakdown, a personal shattering of my own perspective. And you might need to hear this, too.
Think back to who you were as a kid.
Think about the 15year-old you.
The 15year-old who felt invisible, who felt too seen, who craved validation, who wanted to prove their bullies wrong, who wanted to be rich so nobody could ever control them again.
How much of your adult life is still being run by the fantasies of that wounded 15year-old?
You are a grown adult with adult complexities and adult new nuances, but you are out here sweating every single day trying to live up to a black and white fantasy that a teenager created to feel safe.
You are trying to buy the car to impress the high school lunch table that doesn't even exist anymore.
You are trying to have the perfect body to spy the parent who criticized you.
That's not living.
That's a hunting.
You are being haunted by your own past identity and it's exhausting you.
You've got rocks in your pockets and you are trying to swim and you are looking at the sky and asking why is life so heavy?
And I want to get really specific about how this traps you in the always beginning loop.
Let's go back to that moment of failure.
You've said this. You've set this massive goal driven by a ghost from the past or a phantom from the future.
You are on a diet. Say you ate you you ate the cookie.
The moment the cookie hits your stomach, the 15year-old inside you, the one who sees the world in absol absolutist screams, "You failed.
You are a failure."
The perfection streaks is broken.
And this is the sedu seductive lie that feels so real because something inside you, something I think we've all been taught mistakes this all or nothing drama for integrity.
But listen to me. This is the pivot point.
This is where your entire fate is decided.
The challenge presents itself not as the eating of the cookie.
The challenge presents itself in the four seconds after you swallow.
That's the fight. That's the opportunity.
The ancient stes they saw a challenge not as a win or a loss but simply as an opportunity for advancement.
Even if you fail the challenge, you advance towards advancement.
That sounds like a tongue twister. I know. But but what what it means is this.
Um the only true failure is the refusal to process the present moment. If you eat the cookie, the cookie is in the past. It's gone. It's a ghost.
What is the absolute best move you can make right now?
Is it to eat 10 more cookies because the day is trashed?
Or is it to just not just stop?
Drink a glass of water. Go for a short pork or walk. Uh don't wait for the sun to set and the sun to rise again to be different.
Be different in the next breathe.
a breath.
Don't let the 15year-old old's black and white fantasy dictate that that an entire Friday or Tuesday, Tuesday, has to die just because of 200 calories.
This is what Marcus was talking about.
The present moment, the postc cookie moment is not unbearable.
What's unbearable is the story you are telling yourself about it. The shame you are importing from the past about being the fat kid and the fear you are importing from the future about never being attractive.
I'm letting go of my old self and claiming that I'm aligned, open, and ready for what comes next.
That's a powerful thing to say, isn't it?
But letting go of the old self isn't just a spiritual glowing moment where you burn sage and feel sparkly.
Letting go of the old self is brutally physical.
It's the act of stopping your hand as it reaches for the second cookie.
Letting go of the old self is noticing your mouth opening to make the sarcastic defensive com comment to your partner and just not making it.
Letting go of the old self isn't scheduled for January 1st. It's done in the trenches of a random Thursday.
It's done when the temptation hits.
See the temptation, the challenge, the feeling of being lost.
It's a signal.
We think it's a wall. We think the chaos is a punishment. punishment for being fundamentally broken.
But but what if the chaos is actually just a notification, a loud annoying alarm clock from the soul uh telling you that you are currently living out of alignment with who you actually are.
I know you've always known you were different.
Yeah, that's been a burden for you, hasn't it? Feeling like you are on the outside of the world looking in, seeing people obsess over status and drama and money and thinking, "Why doesn't this fulfill me? What's wrong with me?"
Nothing.
Nothing is wrong with you.
That feeling of being different, that friction, that's your internal compass, that's the universe tapping you on the shoulder, saying, "This path isn't yours. These rocks aren't yours to carry. Put them down."
Because look at the at what we carry.
We carry their resentment about what that person did. Did did Yes. They came in. They insulted you.
They betrayed you.
They abused your trust.
That happened. I'm not someone who's going to sit here and tell you to gaslight yourself and pretend bad things didn't happen. No, they did.
The scars are real.
But ask yourself honestly if you took the original event, say a fiveinut argument or a t 10 minute betrayal.
How many days, months or years have you spent reliving it?
How much anger have you pumped into it?
How much energy have you spent telling the story to yourself refining the script of your v victimhood?
If the person who hurt you has taken five minutes of your timeline, but you have lived in that moment for 5 years, you have done more damage to you than they they ever did.
You've taken that rock and you've chained chained it to your ankle and you do it because the pain has become a part of your identity.
Who am I if I'm not the person who survived that? Who am I if I am not the injured one? the one who has to be on guard.
You are you are the consciousness that observes the injury. You are the presence that notices the anger and the presence that deep watching self is untouched by any of it. It's the sky.
The trauma, the shame, the chaos, those are are storm clouds.
But the sky doesn't get damaged by the storm. The sky just holds the space. And it's in that present moment, in that skyike awareness that you find the ability to make the best move.
I think it's so beautiful. And and I get emotional thinking about this because it makes me feel like this was fade. the synchronicity of this message because I lived I lived unseen for so long and and I know what it's like to feel like you're screaming into a void begging for someone to just get it to not try to fix you but just to see you and that's why I believe this found you at the right time.
You are exhausted because you've been living in the past or the future trying to satisfy to satisfy a dead self's craving.
But right now in this present millisecond, you are safe.
You are receiving this message as a divine signal.
I am ready to start a whole new exciting chapter.
But this chapter doesn't start with a gong or a confetti drop at midnight.
It starts with a deep breath.
It starts with you looking at the mess of today, the 300 p.m. you've already labeled a failure and you reclaiming it. You stop seeing life as a serious uh as a series of breakable streaks.
Life is a continity.
It's a stream.
If you stop paddling for a moment, you don't get washed all the way back to the start of the river. You are still here.
You can start paddling again right now.
The stream is still moving.
The present moment is still warm. and alive in your hands.
Imagine how much of your life you've handed over to the fantasy of the of the redo.
How many Mondays just thrown in the trash because you were not perfect.
How many evenings last to numbing out because you were already planning the better version of you for the morning.
It's tragic, isn't it? It's the great tra strategy of the human condition.
We are always beginning to live. But you have an opportunity right now to let this sink in.
The future you, that perfect diet you are trying to become, they don't exist. They will never exist.
They are a marriage mirage.
There will be only ever be this you here right now slightly flawed slightly tired but breathing and breathing is a miracle and I am making a powerful affirmation for myself right now right here with you.
I trust the unfolding and I will not forget who I am. I will not forget that I am the sky, not the storm clouds. I will not forget that I am the presence that notices the anxiety, not the anxiety itself.
And because of that I can handle this present slice of difficult difficulty.
It's only slice. It's such a small slimmer.
If you take the infinite timeline of the universe, all that is ever asked of you is to handle this specific tiniest sliver of time.
That's manageable, right? You can do that. You can make the very best move for the next 5 minutes. You can decide not to abandon yourself today.
You can decide not to write off the next few hours or and indulge in self-destruction because you think you've got a clean slate coming tomorrow because there is no tomorrow.
That's the trick.
There is no tomorrow. Tomorrow never comes.
When tomorrow gets here, it's going to be today.
It's always forever, relentlessly today.
And if you can grasp that, if you can feel the weight of that lightning bolt in your chest, you will feel a shift, a release.
It's it's the dropping of the crux.
Those self-imposed requirements, the deadlines you created, the identity you are performing.
You don't have to carry it. The world isn't asking you to carry it.
The universe doesn't require you to ruin ruin your uh Tuesday, Saturday because you ate a cookie, delicious cookie, or said the wrong thing.
Your regret is self-imposed.
Your worry is self-imposed.
It's just mental static.
Turn the dial. Turn into the frequency of right now. Listen to the silence behind the thoughts. That's you.
That's the real you.
The one who survived.
The one who is healed.
The one who is protected.
So here we are.
to the end of this video and I want you to feel seen because I lived unseen for so long. So feeling seen by this message makes me incredibly emotional and I hope you feel that reflection.
I hope that you feel that I'm talking to you and you only right now.
This is your signal not to start a new life tomorrow, not to be a radically different person next year, but to stop, to stop waiting, to realize that the divine, the good unfolding, it's not coming. It's here. It's in this exact moment.
This is a whole new chapter, but it's written in the ink of the present, not the pencil of future plans.
You are aligned. You are open.
You are ready.
Not because you fixed the past or controlled the future, but because you decided to be fully, completely, unflinchingly alive right now. That is your power.
That is your peace.
And I refuse to let anyone deep my light again. And I need you to stand in that same truth.
The challenge is here. The challenge is now.
It's not beating the whole mountain.
Is just taking this one step.
Make the best move. That's all.
The result is here. Would be here. The rest is just a noise. Trust the unfolding.
Watch this moment transform for you.
Don't wait for fate to knock again.
You're already standing in the doorway.
Walk through it. I'll see you on the other side.
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