Micro Mindfuck

There is pleasure in the pathless woods.

- Lord Byron

It’s quite the mindfuck being a completely transformed person. I downplay it often, seeing as I pretty much burned my past life to the ground and don’t think about it all too much. I’d like to denote it to one particular transformative moment, but the reality is it was many micro moments. Maybe not micro, but it’s not like I went to Costa Rica for an ayahuasca trip and came back brand new.

No; instead, I dove deep into my trauma and all the feelings that came with it. I committed to myself, because no one is coming to save me, and I devoted myself to healing. That’s the whole point though, isn’t it? The micro moments that make up life, getting clear enough to make life-altering decisions, being an active co-creator in one’s own life.

So I guess this is me giving myself a big pat on the back, a “thank you, I see you” micro moment. The process is painful and sometimes scary, but I promise it’s worth it on the other side.

A friend sent me this photo today from around the time I gave my life a total makeover. I feel nostalgia, grief, yet a sense of empowerment. I did this, and I’m happy to be here.

Cheers to your rising.