Thank you for reading… and hey, welcome aboard!
Today, I officially level up to 60!
Yep, born on March 27, 1965 in a place called Yugoslavia — a country so retro,
it doesn’t even exist anymore. Talk about vintage. These days I live in
Toronto, Canada, where I've been for over 30 years (survived that many
winters, so I must be doing something right). But right now — plot twist! —
I’m in Buenos Aires, Argentina, with my wife, celebrating this milestone with
steak, tango, and questionable Spanish.
I started blogging back on December 6, 2012. That’s right — almost 13 years of
writing about spirituality, awakening, yoga, and occasionally about my daily
life. My secret mission? To sneakily offer a fresh perspective on life,
disguised as awakening.
People often ask deep questions like, “Why does life taste like chicken?” I
don’t know, but I suspect love and hate might have evolved from the same
confused ancestor… who also couldn’t explain tofu.
Here's the truth: I know nothing. My grammar is sometimes like my yoga poses —
a little wobbly. But hey, it’s all part of the charm. Everyone's tangled in
their own web of beliefs and concepts, and I’ve come to see that most of it is
— well — slightly ridiculous. Including me. Especially me.
After years of soul-searching, I realized I was wrong about everything. Like,
literally everything. And that “life tastes like chicken” moment? That was
just me realizing I’m not as important as I thought I was.
Now I’ve got a new blog!
I’ll keep writing about living life fully awake — not like espresso-shot
awake, but the kind where you’re present, grateful, and not scrolling
Instagram at 3 a.m. I’ll also probably go off-topic sometimes and sound like a
friendly neighborhood nihilist — but don’t worry, I come back.
I’m a goal-oriented guy. My goals range from writing better, doing more yoga,
getting up early, eating less bread, and remembering where I left my keys. You
know, standard enlightenment stuff.
I genuinely love my life and feel content with what I have. But I know if I
don’t keep growing, entropy takes over — and by "entropy" I mean couch naps.
So I fight like a tiger who’s read The Power of Now. Fierce, but also kind of
chill.
And you know what? Life is a choice. Yeah, it sounds like motivational poster
nonsense — but it’s also true. Everyone’s life has its fair share of chaos:
bad jobs, bad relationships, bad hair days. But it’s not the circumstances
that make us unhappy — it’s our thoughts about them.
When we stay in negativity, complain endlessly, and ask “Why me?”, we start
living on the edge of despair. But I’m not here to sell you sunshine and
rainbows. I’m here to say: read my blog, think about stuff, maybe laugh once
or twice, and hopefully leave with something that makes you wonder.
Thanks for being here. Hope you come back. I promise not to get too weird. Or
maybe just weird enough.
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