Planning for All of my Tomorrow's - Ode to '21

Forever I've had a strange feeling that I wouldn't make it to my 30's…

I was wrong.

And now that I'm here I've realized something.

Tomorrow is just as important to me now as it was when I was younger and dumber.

And, I have a felling tomorrow will be equally as important to me when I'm 40, 50, 60, and beyond.

Many have heard me say that "life is just a 100 year vacation. Act accordingly."

Well, I turned 33 earlier this year. And perhaps it's the feeling of one third of my tomorrow's having come and gone that's got me thinking like this, but nevertheless, I want to make sure that all of my tomorrows are amazing.

So, my way of integrating this realization was to actually plan for a future I would look forward to everyday.

2021 was pivotal for me in many ways, but mostly, it provided me with a door.

A door that I got to choose whether I would walk through into the unknown or close and continue walking a path that had become so familiar.

I walked through the door.

And as I sit now, 1 day into the new year, I can safely say that 2021 has been the richest one yet.

I'm alone right now, as I often have been this past year, normally, alone in my off-grid bungalow in Hawaii, tonight, I write this at my family cabin. It's covered in 3 feet of snow and the fire is cracking. There is a pile of work that awaits my attention, and a full schedule on my calendar. I'm very much single, and possibly in the best physical shape of my life. I have a new home in Hawaii that I built with my own two hands, alongside friends that have carved a permanent residency in my heart. I've spent countless hours building my business and have been increasingly stoked about the way I get to serve. I have a growing family of beautiful nephews and truly:

Life is good.

And-

it's not always easy.

When I decided to walk through that metaphorical door this past year, I made that choice.

And so, there were many wet nights in torrential rain under only a tent, then there were relentless mosquitos, and boisterous chickens, dogs and bugs, there was still a pandemic going on, and there was some crashing and burning as I learned how to balance living in two entirely different worlds, there were too many good people dying, and some scares as new souls made there way out of the womb and into the world.

None of which I would have gotten to experience had I decided on the familiar road.

For a long time, I've done my best to follow my joy at any cost. This year, I learned what it means to commit to the work involved that sets up the ongoing richness of joy for every tomorrow.

And, while it is by definition "work," somehow the fierce commitment to it makes it still feel like I'm right where I need to be on this brief 100 year vacation.

For a long time, my "work" has been in the letting go, the unlearning and receiving as I walked away from outdated identities, inauthentic realities and false desires.

2021 was a year of coming home for me. Not because I literally built one. But because, it was the year I decided I wanted to continue growing and building for every tomorrow. In 2021 I came home to my own divine masculine. I came home to the remembrance that the richness of my most amazing life is worth every moment of building.

And so, I'm a little battle-worn, I'm still a bit nervous, but mostly I'm excited. Because, no matter what the cost, I've committed to making tomorrow a good day.

2022: Let's go!

Be Legendary

And always,

Be Light