Life inevitably happens.

When you’re standing in the middle of extreme hardship, the very centre of the shitstorm, it can feel like you have no hope to reach for. No tools, no comfort, no support.

It’s incredibly lonely.

Rock bottom can and does teach you like no other sensei.

Grief has a way of tearing through life like a storm—sudden, disorienting, and impossible to ignore.

It doesn’t just come from death. We grieve relationships, old versions of ourselves, missed opportunities, health, homes, and dreams. While grief is often treated like something to get over, the truth is, it’s not a problem to be solved. It’s a process to be honoured.

Challenging yourself throughout life is inevitable. Often, that challenge hurts.

I took a quantum leap a few months ago, craving change and expansion, and learned to fly helicopters. It was the most epic experience of my life.

Here’s the caveat… it didn’t go as planned. Not even close.

Among the most excruciating feelings to sit with is the gutting loss of someone you love most. Death takes all of us. Inevitably, life and love cost us something… the obligation of saying goodbye.