A HUMAN DESIGN STORY
It was 7-8 years ago that I first met Human Design.
In the time since then, I have lived in Glendale (AZ), South Tempe (AZ), North Tempe (AZ), Scottsdale (AZ), San Francisco (CA), Berkeley (CA), Rye Brook (NY), Stamford (CT), and now Spencer (OH).
I have held more than a dozen distinct professional positions for half-a-dozen companies; saved, built, or scaled more than a dozen businesses (including several of my own); developed methodologies + organizations from the thin air of ideas.
I have owned 4 cars + 3 different bicycles; I have driven many more thousands of miles than I can count with every item that I own in my back seat: through desert + farmland + coastlines + cities + every conceivable condition of weather.
I have been alone + in relationship. I have fallen head-over-heels in love, and I have been undone by that same love. I have been heartbroken - and I am sure that I have probably caused some heartache, too, along the way.
I have been a musician, an artist, a poet, a recluse. I have been a machinist, a manager, a writer, an activist, and a guide. I have been a socialite, a leader, and a ghost.
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It took some time + education for this story to make sense for me as either valid or coherent (or allowed). At first, I felt at odds with who I was, and quite confused. I couldn’t understand how, every day, I woke to meet a life at once so painfully dramatic + mundane. The truth is, I had not yet learned to see how life was held within the mystery + magic of the Myth - my Great Adventure.
But time, mistakes, and patience have begun to make me wise. And Human Design has been perhaps the single most significant contributor to the life I now embrace. It showed me how the life I’d lived was held inside a Narrative much greater than the one I had supposed.
Most importantly of all, though, it has shown me how acceptable I am; it introduced me to the character + quality of hero that exists in my own epic - that resides inside the world behind my skin.
Human Design has put a fine point on my gifts + cast a light on shadowed corners I’d ignored.
It has helped me fall in love with who-I-am.
AN INVITATION
7-8 years is a long time for anyone. For me, that time has held more layers of story + disquiet than my memory will ever let me recollect or count.
Human Design has been the gift of understanding, self-acceptance, and perspective. It’s a gift that wrote itself into my bones.
And now it is a gift that I extend to each of you. From the depths of my experience, I now invite you to the Mirror.
It’s time to see yourself + fall in love with what you see.