The last week has been the greatest week of my life, and none of it will make any fucking sense to nearly anyone.
My wife and I have achieved next level love.
Call it “same vibration.”
Call it “one.”
Whatever.
Insert any nutjob, hippy sounding definition that I would have laughed with you about a year ago and I’ll take it. Because all of them are her and I now.
After years of digging through bullshit to find lost pieces of me. Looking for things buried that I didn’t even know were buried. Walking in the dark looking for any string to pull that might lead anywhere.
Years of therapy, and just 9 months with the right coach, I finally let all the childhood chaos go, and some adult-life stuff I didn’t even realize was weighing me down until it was gone.
Not just out of my head, but my body. That head vs body shit sounds like wacky stuff to anyone that hasn’t FELT it.
Before experiencing it myself, yet open to the idea of it, I certainly couldn’t say I understood it until it happened. Well, I do now.
You think you got that shit in your head “locked down.” Tell you what… you’ve accomplished the exact opposite. Quieting those things you think you’re “strong enough” to take to the grave will probably be the thing that takes you there.
Locking down trauma, regrets, grief, anger and resentment won’t set them free. Feeling, talking, saying and hearing scary truths, and forgiving will.
Doing all this hard work and sharing the journey with my wife allowed her to walk through the door of freedom and happiness, too.
The last week we fall asleep every night talking like little kids. The earliest we’ve gone to bed is 12:30 am. The average is closer to 2-4 am.
We talk and love on each other all night, and we’re still waking up at 7-8 am to get the kids off to school.
We’re tired, but nowhere near where we used to be even with 8 hours sleep just a week ago.
And during the day it’s the same. We wake up and talk. She runs errands or I work, and we talk.
The other day I took our daughter to some shows in Vegas and while I was away my wife and I talked for houuuuuurs on the phone. Multiple times.
Every day I now I check my phone like a crackhead to see if I missed her call. I get anxious for when I get to see her next, even if it was 5 minutes ago.
We’re free and young again. But now have 21 years of experience together to do it all deeper.
Do your work, kids. Do scary shit. It’s worth it.
