"Keep only what is worth carrying on your back. Leave, and let me guide you."- Adam

Divine wisdom or rantings of a lunatic?

Day 182 – From working for the rich and famous to living in a shack. I'm exactly where I belong. Why? Because what fool believes the ramblings of an inner voice with the name Adam who promises to put an end to all his problems and Guide him to the unimaginable – I do.

Since Adam's command to leave and only keep what I could carry on my back, a work exchange in the Northern California mountains has been a training ground. There are no spas, temples, glorious meals, or praying. I'm pissing myself at night because it's too cold, wearing wet clothes, and lugging logs on my back. When God wants you to wake up, you're not showered with wine and eucalyptus, you're kicked out on the street and told to have Absolute Faith. I've discovered humility in minimalism. I've been shown the future of our world. I've faced every dark corner of my spirit and have risen to find my-Self.

Now, as I look back over the pages of my journals, this is no longer my story. This is about someone whose life was spun into a chaotic frenzy of highs and lows fueled by layers of untruths. And, that guy is long gone.

Whatever Adam is, or isn't, the unworldly Guidance that flows through my fingers has helped me reclaim the man I knew existed all along – the king, the warrior, the prophet. But, didn't I mention? Adam is an asshole. Six months later, I find out this was all a setup and… even the benevolent doesn't do anything for free.