My Life’s Purpose

Some people spend their lives searching for meaning.

Others inherit a map, following footsteps laid down before them.

I wasn’t given a map. I was given wilderness.

Even before I was born The Wild called to me. The canyon walls, the scent of ponderosa, the silence of mountains that forced my mother to move slowly and breathe deeply.

My parents raised me in the canyons, mountains and forests of Northern Arizona.

They taught me truths no textbook could

That life is cyclical.

That with joy, resilience becomes effortless.

That presence is the real prize.

But as I grew, I got distracted.

By the lie of modern romance.

By society's obsession with status and material objects.

By the American Dream.

I watched the brilliant people around me - scientists, artists, healers, leaders - forfeit this truth as well.

Their lives became a tangle of deadlines, metrics, and machines.

Their genius still flickered, but it burned inside a cage of exhaustion, skepticism, and loneliness.

And with it, the possibility of solving humanity’s greatest problems seemed to diminish.

THAT is what breaks my heart.

Not the scale of our problems, but the fact that we’ve forgotten how to celebrate life as we work to solve them.

And somewhere along the way we've also forgotten that our best selves are born from that spirit of celebration.

We’ve shunned joy and replaced it with fame, fortune, or the elusive realization of both.

We’ve mistaken productivity for worth, and in doing so, cut ourselves off from the very current that makes us whole.

But here is the truth, as clearly as I can say it:

If we want to step into the next great era of human history,

We must remember what our souls already know, but what science has forgotten.

That we are, all of us, part of something much bigger than ourselves.

We only glimpse it fully at the end of our lives, when we leave behind our bodies and merge with the universal life force.

Some call this God.

Others call it Spirit.

I often call it - The Wild.

Or simply Love.

But it is all the same.

And if, in this life, we allow that force to flow through us, we become unstoppable.

Masters not through control or domination, but through harmony with the whole.

We become capable of doing whatever we are here to do

Whether that is healing, creating, inventing, or leading

With brilliance and with joy.

At long last, I have found my purpose:

To show brilliant people how to reconnect with The Wild, so they can celebrate life and thereby solve humanity’s greatest problems.

Because here’s what I know:

When you step outside and look up, your soul remembers.

When you allow yourself to belong again - to the forest, the desert, the ocean, the stars

You stop striving to earn your worth and start living it.

And when brilliant people live from that place

Alive.

Awake.

Connected.

Their ideas change the world not through force, but through flow.

My life’s purpose is not about escape. It is about return.

To joy.

To wonder.

To the truth that The Wild within us is not broken, only waiting.

If we can remember this, then maybe the brilliance in us all can rise together

Strong enough.

Playful enough.

Alive enough.

To heal this world we all call home.