I used to see life the way most of us are taught to view it, from a single vantage point. One cycle, from birth to death, with all of the highs and lows, loves and heartbreaks, laughter and tears and everything else in between in one rotation. One time around. One completion.  The things is; within that life, there are an infinite number of lives.  We live one full life, one cycle, from the moment we crack our eyes open in the morning until the moment we rest our heads back on the pillow. Each day bringing little victories, losses, shifts, and surprises. The greater the range, the fuller the day.  We experience a lifetime every time we travel. Ripening an adventure from our imagination, moving it through the stages of planning, traveling from one destination to another for a stretch of time, and finally closing with our return home. Back to the start but forever altered. Our minds expanded to new dimensions.  We move through a lifetime every time we read a good book from cover to cover. The gravity of its story pulling us into a journey of people, places, and experiences as they play through our mind. One life begun and ended, from the moment our fingers ran down the spine of that book to its last lingering words.  Other lifespans are less predictable, though.  Each conversation has a lifetime. Each emotion. Each hug. Each kiss. Each person. They all have their own lifetime within our lives. One we can’t control. One that’s not up to us. But one that we can learn to recognize for its rarity when we have it and embrace it.  One that we can learn to really feel. Really hold when it’s in our presence and see it for all of its intricacies. All of its mystery and all of its beauty. Reminding ourselves that no two lifetimes are the same. That there will never be a life the same as this one, just like there’s never been a lifetime like this one before, and there will never be another one after.  Life, and all of the lives we live in between, is such a precious gift. We just have to see it.


I used to see life the way most of us are taught to view it, from a single vantage point. One cycle, from birth to death, with all of the highs and lows, loves and heartbreaks, laughter and tears and everything else in between in one rotation. One time around. One completion.

The things is; within that life, there are an infinite number of lives.

We live one full life, one cycle, from the moment we crack our eyes open in the morning until the moment we rest our heads back on the pillow. Each day bringing little victories, losses, shifts, and surprises. The greater the range, the fuller the day.

We experience a lifetime every time we travel. Ripening an adventure from our imagination, moving it through the stages of planning, traveling from one destination to another for a stretch of time, and finally closing with our return home. Back to the start but forever altered. Our minds expanded to new dimensions.

We move through a lifetime every time we read a good book from cover to cover. The gravity of its story pulling us into a journey of people, places, and experiences as they play through our mind. One life begun and ended, from the moment our fingers ran down the spine of that book to its last lingering words.

Other lifespans are less predictable, though.

Each conversation has a lifetime. Each emotion. Each hug. Each kiss. Each person. They all have their own lifetime within our lives. One we can’t control. One that’s not up to us. But one that we can learn to recognize for its rarity when we have it and embrace it.

One that we can learn to really feel. Really hold when it’s in our presence and see it for all of its intricacies. All of its mystery and all of its beauty. Reminding ourselves that no two lifetimes are the same. That there will never be a life the same as this one, just like there’s never been a lifetime like this one before, and there will never be another one after.

Life, and all of the lives we live in between, is such a precious gift. We just have to see it.

Life by Design was born out of a need for my own self-healing after decades of unresolved illness. It wasn’t until finding the courage to look within that I discovered it was my own belief system holding me back from experiencing a truly thriving life. We all have access to that thriving life. We just need to rediscover our power and ignite the healing-self. Only then can we unapologetically live a life by our own design.