Smart; I know that I'm fallible, flawed and erroneous. I'm imperfect. I make mistakes. I goof. I blunder. I bungle up things sometimes. But I know that making mistakes doesn't define us unless we allow it. We're not defined by our errors or imperfections. What matters is to fix them. It's not "Am I perfect?", but nay "How do I deal with my imperfections. By sweeping them under the rug and negating them? Or by fully and unabashedly embracing them, taking responsibility for the

Foreword: It is said that questions lead to the answers; but in reality, when we ask the right questions, don't questions then themselves become the answer? After deep thought and rumination, it occurred to me that, when it comes down to it, questions don’t lead to answers, questions are  the answer. Let me explain. As a lifelong learner and catalyst, I have encountered my fair share of people asking the wrong questions and then griping about why they always hit a brick wall.

As a constant change-maker and catalyst, I seek to always keep everyone on check and up to speed while connected to who they truly are: their most authentic self. However, it does come with a rather higher price tag that I would've liked. I find myself getting mired in fiascos and drama I had no clue I was getting into.. And.. it ruined me and was emotionally draining .. As a long-time seeker of wisdom and personal transformation and enlightenment, I had to learn the secrets