Your inner goldmine
is your commitment to living

I wrote a couple of weeks ago about how adept I was at committing to things that weren't working. There is, of course, an upside to having a strong ‘make it work' ethic too.

If you've read these dispatches for any length of time you've seen me be unsparing with myself in regard to seeking and embodying rigorous truth. I'm not just truthful about the tough stuff I've been through. I can be honest about the good stuff too.

So here goes…Between 2013-2018 I was pretty committed to feeling like shit. Days, weeks , months, years spent battling the symptoms of chronic illness that ko’d me. Till finally I chose to heal my body.

After five years navigating the medical industrial complex and not getting anywhere, I dug in. The healing program I was in required an enormous commitment of time, creativity and mental energy. The results were astounding in that there was immediate improvement. But the improvements waxed and waned as I navigated the gold mine of disease I had yet to unearth. Regardless, I showed up and did the work, relentlessly for close to three years. I had gotten about 70% better, but I didn't stop there. I knew in my bones there was a bottom to this mine. Eventually, I found my way to consciousness and inquiry. What I discovered was that all disease I was experiencing came from my unwillingness to have total awareness. With total awareness my body was able to heal, spontaneously and miraculously. No more digging, no more mining, I could be in the light in mere minutes, if I chose.

Can your commitment to living be a journey? Yup. And all good subterranean journeys are grounded in principles. The ones that guided me?

Never give up
Never give in
Never back down
Never settle

If you need a journeyman to help light the way, I'm here if you need me.