They are many ways to survive in this world I noticed. Eat right, exercise, meditate, breath work, regular sleep and choices. Choices in what you put your energy into. Me I choose life. I am aware of the world around me. But I can not get caught up in it. Caught up in debates over religions, politics, sexes or the media. I think for myself and i face reality. The reality is. No one cam change this world on there own. Even when the world is wrong and evil. I am aware but I can't care. For it will take away from my sanity. For us as a society to change the world. Is to change yourself. And by doing that. Maybe we can come together as a whole. Unity. Cause with great numbers people are heard then. Being divided we are doomed. Until that day arrives and we have a leader that leads and fight the fight at hand. Well count me in. Till that day. I love myself and protect what I let in my life or not. Love thy neighbor. Love they self. Become the voice of reason and ask the questions. Why? 💚💯👽

Did we choose this life? A couple years ago I was introduced to the work of Dolores Cannon. I listened to two of her books about Jesus, one about life and death, and a few parts of a couple others. I didn’t take it as absolute truth. I just let it open my mind to new ideas. She talked about things like soul contracts, past lives, and the idea that we come here to learn certain lessons. That Earth is more like a school than a punishment. Now, I don’t know if any of that is literally true. But I do know this… Pain changes people. Struggle shapes people. And sometimes the hardest chapters of our lives end up being the ones that teach us the most. So whether we chose this life or not, the question becomes: What are we learning from it? Are we becoming more bitter… or more understanding? More closed off… or more compassionate? Maybe the meaning of life isn’t hidden in the stars or in past lives. Maybe it’s just found in how we treat each other while we’re here. 💚🤔💯

Just wanted to update myself. Still struggling. Still aware. Hopefully meds ease the mental pain. Be strong all. 💚

My heart rate was pushing the high 90s while I was lying down doing nothing. No running. No stress. Just my body doing its thing. Old me would’ve spiraled: Why is this happening? What’s wrong with me? Is this it? But I’ve learned something lately. Instead of fighting the feeling, I used a simple tool: 10 pulses per second. Isochronic tone. Sounds like a little helicopter in your ears. I put it on. Closed my eyes. Breathed in for 4 seconds… out for 6. Two or three minutes later… Heart rate: 74. Back in the normal range. Nothing mystical. No miracles. Just sound, breath, and awareness. Sometimes we don’t need a big solution. We just need a small reset. That’s part of The Human Thread among us all. Not every feeling is a command. Not every spike is danger. Sometimes it’s just a thread passing through. Sound + breath = reset. Simple tools. Real results. Moments of hope. That start of as a snowball and becomes the base of your own snowman. Love peace and harmony. 💚💪💯

My mind still can’t fully accept that I’m okay. It keeps searching for health problems. This is my loop. This is one of my mental traps. Half of me knows I’m fine. The other half scans every sensation. Lightheadedness, cramps, tingles, fog. I’ll be honest. This gets old. It’s rough. But I know this moment will pass. Just like others have. I’m looking forward to seeing my PCP this Wednesday. Be strong. Peace and love. 😔💚💪