A few photos of my dad.

A few photos of my dad. I was four when he “dropped the body”. I was a wild explosive young boy before his death. Afterwards I was totally nuts. It was a source of tremendous pain, followed by periods of adjustment to it and peace with it, followed again after several years by new relationship to it, and again a deeper sense of peace. There were periods of dark humor and dead dad jokes, periods of massive sensitivity, and eventually what I figured was resolution. After the heart awakening this experience was the single largest source of inner strength and gratitude. The pain of this became the single strongest and most reliable source of heart energy that I can share with others. Weakness literally became my greatest strength and source of access to compassion gratitude humility and love. If you want to know how to turn your pain into love, I will help you. Join the next free call or the group chat. If you want to radically change your life, let’s get to work.