The Marathon of Magnus is finally coming to a close. The finish line is around the bend. It has felt like an eternity that has thoroughly tested my patience. But, I know without a shadow of a doubt that Magnus O’Meere, Mind Pioneer has been worth every ounce, minute, and shred of heart and soul that has been poured into him. But, my God, it’s been a long road. One that, at times, I severely questioned in those tired and frustrating hours of hitting obstacle after obstacle. In
I have not always been creative. I have not always been a writer. And I most definitely have not always been imaginative, let alone intuitive. Heck, I was the farthest thing from any of those descriptions for the majority of my life.
Rewind 12 years ago and picture this:
I was an analytical, left-brained, logic-machine/elite athlete who was studying sports medicine. I thought in a very linear way--A leads to B which causes C, which is how I was taught to think.
In speaking with my brother about my author journey in the past year, I realized that the greatest gift that has come from this experience is the gift of vulnerability. It was the most potent and transformational gift I could have ever unraveled from this experience, and one that I was not remotely expecting, let alone in this magnitude. The journey was fun – it was fresh, new, and exciting. But, the learning curve was incredibly steep and I had no clue what was around the n