I was going on this mission with the purpose of helping people through whatever I could learn. It was terrifying, yes — but it was also deeply infused with a sense that this was the right thing to do. This is what my heart was calling me toward. I don’t know where the idea first got planted in my mind — that I should learn about spirituality, that I should spend 50 days meditating alone in the forest, but I felt like I was being called through the ages to do it. It sounded crazy. I thought I was losing my mind. I was about to be homeless for a few years. But that’s exactly what I did. And it turned out to be the greatest decision of my life.
I had no idea what was going to happen, but I knew one thing: even if none of it “worked out,” these would be the most meaningful years of my life. And that was more important than anything else.
For some reason, the notion that the Buddha sat under a tree for 49 days and found enlightenment or that Jesus went into the desert for 40 days and became Christ really stayed with me. It felt like history itself was speaking to me. Like it was saying: this is what we’re supposed to do. And so I had to trust.
I think when you follow your heart, and when your dreams are infused with the desire to help others, the universe conspires in your favor. And that’s exactly what I experienced.
A lot went through my head when I was buying that one-way ticket to India. I hoped, but wasn’t certain, that I’d find the ashrams and monasteries I was searching for. I hoped I wouldn’t end up in a cult. I hoped enough people would speak English. And I hoped I wasn’t crazy (the jury’s still out on that). But all the other hopes came true.
Just when I was ready for a new place, someone told me about it. Right when I needed a new experience, it found me. From that moment on, the universe kept giving me signs that everything would work out perfectly.
It was during those 50 days alone in the forest that I processed everything I had read, heard, and seen. With no rush, no people, no music, no books, and no internet — just stillness — I could finally absorb and reflect deeply. And during that silence, my purpose became clear: to help people experience inner peace, lasting joy, and infinite love.
Without the constant stimulation of modern life, I became more aware and present. And that presence, that state of just being, was where I found meaning. Because this life, this universe, is magic enough. There’s beauty in every atom, grain of sand, and speck of dust. But we miss it when we dull our senses with noise and distraction.
Meaning comes from full presence. From the moment when the mind stops, and we become one with everything around us. In that space, there is no negativity, no questions about the meaning of life, just aliveness and a powerful awareness. We begin to understand that everything we perceive, we perceive through the mind. And that awareness itself is what we truly are.
When we become aware of awareness, we see that we are both creating and being created by reality. There’s no more craving for meaning. No more avoiding pain. Just presence. And it’s incredible.
It’s deeply motivating when I hear from people about how my work has helped them or improved their lives. Even though these experiences changed my life, I still had doubts that anyone else would care or even listen. That’s the old egoic voice in my head. But it’s incredibly fulfilling to know that people are resonating with this message. That there is a world yearning for it. And that gives me hope for the future.
It makes me believe we really can create a more peaceful, loving world, one rooted in compassion, gratitude, kindness, and inner stillness.
