The idea of surrender is central to my life, to my meditation, to my worldview - all that is meant to be arrives if I am in the right state.

When I walk through a cold lake, I don't hesitantly step in and recoil at the frigid water, I drop my head underneath and surrender to the cold, relishing the contrast, the burst of heat that streams forth, the reboot of the nervous system and the calm that comes as I break the surface.

It took me years of trying to put aside my ego before realizing that trying was itself egoic. Now the greatest breakthroughs come from absolute humility. Acknowledging I am merely a small dot in the cosmos somehow connects me to greatness, and removes the separation, the illusory screen between myself and the world at large.

I actualize this in the body: - when I sing and the world fades away, when I play my saxophone and improvise a song, guided by feeling, there is no control, it flows like a river. I feel it when I spar, when run through the woods, when I train with my staff or do yoga.

I actualize this in mind: letting the creativity flow, of realizing so few things need to make us upset, that our response to our reality is heavily influenced by the perceptive parameters of our mind. That the glass can be half full if we tell ourselves it is - and that life is literally that simple.

I actualize this in soul: Where letting go is the only goal of meditation, where the only right answer is that there is no answer, no trying, no controlling, no doing, only being. When controlling life with an iron vice drains the life out of you and you discover that by not worrying about the future and simply preparing yourself day by day for what is to come yields the greatest harvest.

These lessons play out in front of me every single day and I am a better person for them. Now I wish to expand, from the practice of self-mastery to a joined union. Yin and Yang, Water and Fire,. Having worked with these archetypal components to know that the strongest flame is drawn by an ocean - that the only way to enter the gates of paradise is to kneel and wait for them to open rather than attempt to force with a strong hand.

As the Sun and Moon circle the Horizon, when they meet, will life spring forth into existence, or will destruction unmake all that we thought we were?

I am a blank canvas, and you hold a paintbrush. Are you the artist that will create a masterpiece?

In a more practical sense, I'm 6'2, Caucasian, with Green Eyes, Lion's mane for hair (this will make sense later on) An extremely deep voice, a calm demeanour, and a playful soul.

I'm Neurodivergent, run my own practice in holistic healthcare, love cooking, the sunlight, nature, have 1000 hobbies, and am going foraging in the woods later this week if anyone would care to join me.

In terms of dynamics, while I am not afraid of darkness and "harder" inclinations, I have a deep magnetism toward the maternal archetype.

This post is filled with artistic language & deep insight or vague metaphors that say absolutely nothing depending on where you stand allegorically If you want to know something, ask away. I don't bite.

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