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Have you ever given your all to something before, not knowing what the future holds?

Like, truly placed your heart in something that you absolutely believe in and would give your all for?

I've done it a few times. 

One is my family.

I'd hop twenty miles over molten flame just to make sure that they are provided for.

They say you create the world you live in. But sometimes, I wonder — does the world create you?

When I met my wife, she was outspoken, fierce, and would stop at nothing to protect that what she loves. 

Me? I was gentle, quiet, would hide in shadows until the nasty noise went away. I was very timid 16 years ago, a gentle breeze would have bowled me over.

Yet through time me wife became softer, gentler, let things go more often than perhaps what she should do -- and me, well, I changed into a fighter, someone that stood up for justice and had no problems talking to crowds of thousands of people.

We rubbed off on each other my wife and I.

My timid gentleness on her, and her fierce loyalty and sense of justice on me.

But then our son came along. Such a gentle boy. A carbon copy of me with all my anxieties and her with her sense of justice.

My son changed me from fighter to protector. A fighter fights for the sake of war, a protector fights to save all that he loves.

I remember the day that he was born and looking at him, screwing his little face up at me as the light blinded him -- he didn't like the light, because the operating theatre was brilliant white.

Such gentleness.

I remember the first night I had him home and the realizations that I was responsible for another life and how that scared me to the core of my being.

And yet, as the years pass you understand what it's like to throw yourself in front of a bus just so that your kid can have 10 minutes more of life left -- that feeling of Fatherhood it runs deep.

And now, I find myself doing it all over again.

I throw myself deep into building, because I see a better life for my family and me, and all my token holders.

The path is lit, but the horizon is veiled. I walk it with fire in my chest, but shadows in my mind. -- I am excited, and also very scared.

I see the journey, but I don't see the future.

I've began building through feeling. When things feel right I do them, when the feeling is not there then I don't.

This is vulnerability in it's truest form -- when you give yourself to the world and let it guide you.

We have a great future ahead of us, but first I've had to learn how to be vulnerable, truly vulnerable. Stake all my chips on the future, give myself in the fullest form and build.

I've had to do things that make no sense than then work out better than they ever would have in the future.

Vulnerability is the divine feminine. And as men, we’re taught to fear it.

I'm leaping head first into it in all that I do.

Of course, my masculinity is still there — strong, powerful, decisive. But it now walks beside the Feminine within me — the part that surrenders, that follows the quiet voice.

It's quite a journey of enlightenment I'm on here.

For those that follow, only greatness awaits.

This is my walk into the unknown.
Not as a warrior demanding answers —
But as a man offering his heart to the wind.