When I’m wearing my military general hat, my Captain’s hat… I love it.
I love the clarity.
I love the absolution.
Structure.
Precision.
Focus.
Pointed and with purpose.
Yes, this is an extreme version of me. And while I wear this hat and live through this uniform, I am intense.
Those who don’t know me, understandably mistake me for being angry, stressed, and even unhappy.
No.
This is furthest from my reality. I bask in happiness while simultaneously shouting marching orders, leading the charge, and willing to perish. I am happy.Â
And just like that, I take off the hat and uniform, and am transformed.
Peaceful.
At ease.
Empathetic and kind.
Happy and fulfilled in the infinitely unknown, surrendered to the cosmos.Â