
I am being asked to blog about insecurities.
My social network is full of the most beautiful people I have ever seen in my life. Inside and Out. The ironic thing is how much insecurity is in each and every one of them, including myself. I could play the victim card and say it's because of my childhood, or because people call me
Bruno or
Chris Crocker while I'm out but what really is at the root of this? Are we all really in such a place of non security that we become insecure and internalize it... The part that really gets me is that if those people saw what I saw in them, they would fully express the light that is them, that is rushing like a volcano to burst through.

Life is full of smoke and mirrors, illusions, games the mind loves to play.
My intention is to look in the mirror and see me. Not the me that had been conditioned through time but the me that is eternal, whole, perfect and complete. I invite you all to do the same!