The Work of the Warrior

“Maybe this journey isn’t so much about becoming anything. Maybe it’s about un-becoming everything that isn’t really you so you can be who you were meant to be in the first place.” 

There’s something about sitting by this window overlooking the river that offers me so much clarity. Aligning myself with beauty has always done that, though. There is no deeper peace I feel than when I’m looking at nature and here, in this space, I know in my heart that this journey was never about me becoming anything. What did I have to become? I am starlight in form. I am love. I am the space between the stimulus and the response. I am infinite. And You and I? We are the same. 

I’ve wanted to create something worthy of my life for as long as I can remember. That desire kept me up at night. It drove me to write on corners of coffee stained napkins. I obsessed over it, and there towards the end, I wrote solely because I wanted to see if I would feel that intoxicating feeling that only creation can supply. The irony in that is that I haven’t felt that since I wrote Wild back in 2015. Unsustainable. Unenjoyable. Unattainable. 

Unbecome, so that I can be who I was meant to be in the first place. 

What I genuinely create next, and arguably for the first time, will be the most intimate thing I can offer. It'll be my vision in form. It will encompass the essence of who I am. My soul wants an outlet for no other reason than because that’s how it was designed. You see, it was designed to fly. 

This next chapter will have the signature of freedom and beauty; of stillness and depth. It will be my journey toward bravery and courage, toward who I was meant to be in the first place. 

And it will certainly be Wild.