Rene Who?
A 9 year old slowly falls asleep in the awesome bunk bed he “helped” dad build … and then …
I’m rudely awoken at 35.
MY JOURNEY BEGINS…
April 1984—I was listening to Michael Jackson’s Thriller in the backseat of my dad’s Chevy. Until that night, I created head-banging music that completely possessed my young mind. After that night, seizures robbed my rhythm. Convulsions unleashed havoc and silenced the beats. My music stopped and I slipped into 26 years of medicated cryosleep.
TAKING THE ROAD LESS TRAVELED
July 2010—Singing for a local band heals my mind. Sober, I now share my three decade journey of hope through motivational multimedia performance art and experiential storytelling. Infused with technology and shaped by my IT background, I relive my story, not retell it, so we can adventure together now and have awkward conversations later.
OUR STORIES INTERSECT
My struggles with health and over-medication is one link between your story and mine. Sure, yours might be different but we all avoid confronting something. Mental health, money, religion, porn, addiction? Irrelevant. At the heart of it all, is the powerful difference between choosing and deciding. Choose and chase the world’s every distraction or decide and direct your own destiny.
Deciding first to love the beauty and brokenness of my story, I press on with yours next. Gently. Humbly. I’m not another HOW-TO force-feed what’s missing. I’m a HOW-NOT-TO lose what’s already there. I’ve got questions, you’ve got answers. I ask, to remind you of these. I dare your inner child to say aloud what your “adult” has violently silenced. It’s OK to speak again. DO.
Avoiding tough decisions, doesn’t mean one won’t be made for you.
