“It’s not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?” ~Henry David Thoreau
Growing up I didn’t think much of myself. I grew up poor, and spent much of my childhood alone. My father wasn’t around and my mother worked full-time, so I had to look out for myself from a very young age. This created emotional baggage, which I carried for many years.
Even though things started rocky, I was committed to myself and consciousness at an early age. I always felt like I knew there was something greater out there, …