My Presence Pilgrimage: Letting Go of the Known to Embrace My True Self

There comes a time in every man’s life when the comfort of the familiar must give way to the call of the unknown. That time, for me, is now.

After years of wrestling with who I thought I had to be—gripping the wheel of certainty, chasing external success, and holding on to safety—I’m letting go. I am taking a chance on myself. Not because I’ve figured everything out, but because I’ve finally heard the whisper:

“It’s time to walk in your truth. It’s time to live from Presence.”

A Vision Born Between Mountains and Beaches

When I left the pharmaceutical industry, I held a quiet dream in my heart:To live seasonally between the Colorado mountains and the Florida beaches. To walk the ridge lines of summer and feel the soft pull of winter waves. To ride my bike through high-altitude trails and swing my clubs under a warm Gulf sun.

But it isn’t just about weather or lifestyle. It is about freedom—and more than that, it is about alignment.

My son and his family lives in Florida, building something new.My daughter lives in Colorado, growing in her own light.And I have felt—deeply—that my soul wants to stretch wide enough to hold both.

So I’m simplifying. Letting go of excess. Trusting in Spirit. Because peace doesn’t come from having more. It comes from needing less.

Into the Unknown: A Rite of Passage

My lease ends October 9th. I’ve given notice.

I don’t have a perfect plan, but I do have a direction:I’m heading to Florida’s Emerald Coast to the stillness of Panama City Beach, where I’ve signed a three-month lease in a simple private studio.

This isn’t a vacation.It’s not even a relocation.It’s a threshold pilgrimage.

A sacred rite of passage.

A time to declutter not just my home—but my mind, body, and soul.A time to walk the shores and listen.A time to drop the old story and fully embody the Sage within.

A Man Between Worlds

I’ve always loved Colorado’s crisp mountain air. But winters? They wear me down.

And Florida? I don’t love the humid summers.But winters on the beach bring me back to life.

I envision a life of sacred rhythm:

• Summers in Colorado – wild hikes, adventurous gravel bike races, Presence Golf, mountain sun.

• Winters in Florida – barefoot on the beach, cycling, sunrise walks listening to waves crashing, creative flow.

Eventually, I will own two homes.Both paid in full.Not for prestige, but for peace.For simplicity. For soul.

But right now, I’m starting small.One sacred studio.One season.One courageous step into the mystery.

What This Pilgrimage Means

This is not about escape.It’s not about having all the answers.It’s about becoming the man I was born to be.

I will walk this pilgrimage with my journal, my Qi Gong mat, my clubs, my bike, my faithful dog, Oakley, and my awareness.

I will write. I will train. I will rest.I will listen. I will trust.

I am not chasing anything.I am not proving anything.I am becoming everything.

An Invitation for You

Brother—What is calling you?What threshold are you standing at?What would it look like for you to say yes to the life that is trying to emerge?

You don’t need a cross-country move to honor your pilgrimage.Sometimes all it takes is a single act of surrender.A moment of stillness.A refusal to keep living by someone else’s map.

Final Thoughts

This Presence Pilgrimage is about so much more than me.It’s about embodying the truth I’ve been feeling for years.It’s about awakening the Sage within, and having the courage to live it out loud.

And it’s about walking with other men—like you—who are ready to leave behind the false self and step into the radiant simplicity of Presence.

If you feel the stirring, I invite you to reach out.Let’s walk this path together.Let’s become the men we were born to be.