The art of becoming is what we come into this world to practice. We come from an existence of absolute being, and exchange that for the constant becoming-ness of human life. This embodiment experience is set to cultivate submergence in process. Like a caterpillar, that does not know what it is eating and growing for, we are born into this world knowing only that we are hungry. We spin our cocoons of serf-realization, self-destruction, and self-rebirth with a drive that we neither own nor understand. Yet this drive is more US than any other aspect that we believe defines us. To realize that our main defining factor is the one we understand the least; to realize that our life is played out in a hall of mirrors, where the subject can never be fully seen save for in reflection: this is probably the first step we can take toward the discovery of the ephemeral substance of our being. As we begin to know and collaborate with the essential life stream that is our unadulterated selves, we can intentionally harness this drive of our living to generate meaning, impact, and a legacy that we are fulfilled by on every level.

With this first post, I hope to start a conversation that keeps going. A brainstorm, and a birthing process. I am excited to see what comes of it.