By Gonny 
A friend said to me the other day: “Everything feels… off.”
He couldn’t quite explain it, but something inside him was tired of pretending. Tired of playing the role. Tired of holding everything together like duct tape on a sinking ship.
He was done with “I’m fine.” Done with “just one more push.” Done with fixing, polishing, achieving, surviving.
There’s a crack. Not in the world. But in the mask he had been wearing.
And through that crack… something shines. Something terrifyingly tender. Something real.
It doesn’t always feel spiritual, by the way.
Sometimes it feels like a midlife crisis on two wheels with no map. Sometimes like standing in the garage, staring at your toolbox, wondering what exactly you’re trying to fix… the engine or your life.
But deeper still… it begins.
The ropes start slipping, not just around your thoughts,
but around your ribs, your chest, your breath.
The stone-like beliefs, packed in for years, begin to loosen.
You feel yourself coming undone. Not breaking down, but breaking open.
It’s the beginning of a great unwinding.
A sacred meltdown. A quiet revolution that says:
“I am done being who I’m not.”
The Course would probably wink here and whisper:
“To learn this course requires willingness to question every value that you hold.”
And yes, some values go down kicking and screaming.
But here’s the gift: As the false falls away, the real reveals itself. Not with a bang, but with a breath. Not in noise, but in knowing.
You don’t become something new. You just stop pretending to be what you never were.
And then…without warning…there’s light.
With love and light,
G.