It was a warm, summer night. I was young, very young. Lying in a car seat sitting in the back of a pickup truck, staring into the sky. It was so dark, yet so bright. The clear, black sky filled with the brightest of stars, a hope of sorts. The wonder hit me. What is out there? How far does it go? What is possible? Dark, alone, and barely old enough to make a peep, yet there was no fear. Just a deep sense of awe and appreciation, and a vision of a world too large and endless to comprehend. And still no fear. Just freedom, and possibility.
I found myself recalling this vivid incident as a young boy, yet never could determine whether it was reality or a dream. The result remained the same: a long lasting memory that seemed to contradict human nature. A baby boy, all alone, in darkness, yet full of peace, comfort, and imagination.
In more recent years, I’ve been able to relate to that baby boy, finding hope in stargazing nights, and wonder in the possibility in our universe. Around 25 years between experiences, one third of the average lifespan. Filled with terror, fear, hopelessness, and despair. Seeking something, some kind of comfort, and always coming up short.
Today, I ask one simple question – what happened? What happened that turned that little soul, full of hope in all the darkness, into the most terrified, hopeless soul, in the midst of so much brightness. Simple question. Complex answer. So complex that an entire life story might only scratch the surface.
It is my intention through telling the story of my life, good and bad, that anyone who is interested is offered a glimpse into what’s possible in this world, no matter how low or difficult it gets. If you wish to join me on this path, subscribe below for email updates!