By the Ocean
Partly Cloudy 71 Degrees
6:15 a.m.
I turned 48 yesterday.
Over the past almost FIVE decades, I found out the life I had been planning isn’t the life I was meant to live.
Planning is probably the wrong word because I’m not sure you can make much of a plan when you are ASLEEP. But I certainly thought I had a plan.
You could say that things are turning out in a rather surprising way.
Instead of being a church organist living in Manhattan with a dog, a wife and a BMW, I live on a tropical island in the middle of the ocean, with 10 children, and too many dogs. (I did manage to get the wife though! And what a blessing she is to me, our children and the world.)
Instead of being a good little employee, maximizing my 401(k) and getting a great “benefits” plan, I made myself completely unemployable and bumbled my way into discovering how to practice alchemy by transforming my gifts into wealth.
Instead of using my over achiever wiring to become the best citizen/slave I could (I was a rising star given my performance in school!), I used that same ability to completely blast out of the insane prison we’re told is “normal life.”
Instead of rising up the ranks of normal society and acquiring all of the things slaves are taught to surround themselves with to fortify their captivity, I pursued a path with no connections to the Matrix system at all.
Instead of “doing what it takes” and paying “any price” to succeed in the business world, I poured my own terms for success in concrete, refused to change them and waited for reality to conform to my audacious decision to work how I want to work.
Instead of transferring my unresolved emotional wounds to my children and outsourcing their education and development to complete strangers, I chose to enroll myself in the never ending University of Emotional Maturity and them into my own education program, the one where they learn by me first setting the example of what living as your true self can mean.
By most measures in the Matrix system, I suppose I’m a complete failure. (As I sit here, I don’t even know what “my” credit score is, because I haven’t used that fake world since 2003.)
By any measure that matters, however, I’ve succeed beyond my wildest dreams.
Why did things turn out this way when everything in the world system pushes them to go another way?
Because I lucked upon the truth about success:
Success is not about getting somewhere you’re not, it is about making everything you can out of each stop on the journey to fully become yourself.