I can no longer deny that I have the power, knowledge, free will and almost duty. To take responsibility for what comes next in my life; and how I show up to tackle it.

And a very large part of this acknowledgement, is to make sure I compose a soundtrack for my life, that pays tribute to all of the small steps that I take, while humbly remaining hopeful, that one day they will all add up to something far greater.

So perhaps the Shaolin Master is right, perhaps we all do have a shared destiny. And if that is the case then it stands to reason, that every other door we open, and every person we meet behind it is also an opportunity to expand our limitless shared destiny.

As the body adapts to the relentless demands of life on the extreme physical edge, the mind begins to carve out a sanctuary in the uncharted territories of possibility. By the end of my second week immersed in the rigorous training at the Shaolin Monastery in China, a transformation is unfolding. Subtle yet profound, changes are stirring within me, reshaping my reality in ways I once deemed impossible.

You know, the world you thought you knew is fading into the distance when a minute feels like an hour, and an hour feels like a day, and a day feels like a week. After ten days of training in the Shaolin Monastery in China, I thought it might be fun to show you what a week looks like for me.