Just as the acorn evolves into an oak tree or the caterpillar into the butterfly (or moth), we too transform — it’s our birthright. To be alive is to transform.

Humans have both the gift and affliction of a thinking mind. One that compares and ultimately separates. We’re acutely aware of where others are and where we are. "I could be more fit" or "I could earn more money." Life becomes a game of comparisons, one supposedly won through self-improvement.

The backward part about self-improvement is it reifies the belief we need fixing. That as we are is not okay. But if we can become a certain way or have a certain thing, then we’ll be whole and complete! 

But how often is this the case? Wholeness becomes a moving goalpost driven by improvement. We improve one thing, relax for a bit, and then find something else to fix. Life becomes its own game of one self-improvement project after another.

At some point, the model breaks down — at least it did for me. I did everything I could to improve, but the girl still didn’t want me. All that improving, just to feel the same when I started. Unworthy. Incomplete. Broken.

I unconsciously believed she was the key to my wholeness. That the only way I could “get” her was to improve myself so she wouldn’t see my innate brokenness. 

Life only transformed when I did. I don’t mean when I acquired a six-pack or six-figure job, but when I went into my wounds and discovered the medicine I needed to heal. 

Innate wholeness. It was there all along. 

There’s this fear that if we get soft or whatever we’ll lose our motivation to do things and evolve. That’s not the case! When we realize our nature as wholeness, we naturally unfold into our potential without much strain or effort. It just happens. That’s how nature is. 

We find that life becomes more vibrant. That synchronicities seem to appear regularly. We’re no longer resisting or running away from ourselves, we’re just being as we are. Whole and complete.