The Real Story

HOW WE FREAKIN GOT HERE

On the morning of September 29, 2020, I awoke to find myself securely fastened to a hospital bed—arms, legs, and head all restrained. Initially, my blurred vision suggested an alien spaceship's control panel, but relief washed over me as I realized I hadn't been abducted. Instead, the looming monitors reminded me I was in the intensive cardiac care unit, facing a 99% occluded main artery. Skipping the (WTF ) intricate details of how I arrived at this critical point, because all you need to know is when the scoreboard reads 100% blocked it's game over.

This was my "Do" moment – an epiphany, a wake-up call!

Imagine standing on a high dive, the abyss below, and a voice in your head cautioning against jumping, don't jump, don't be a fool, don't do this you'll break your neck... Yet, in a split second, an inexplicable force propels you off the platform. Time slows, clarity descends, and all fears dissipate. This phenomenon, I believe, is a glimpse into true universal intelligence, revealing itself fleetingly in our lives. For those fortunate enough to pause and reflect, a doorway may emerge.

The Struggle

During the subsequent months of recovery, I reflected on my "Do" moment. Though not perched on a dive platform, the internal voices persisted, this time with an unintelligible "DO" intelligence. When your inner voice suggests "get the van" and create T-shirts, drowning out these persistent voices becomes challenging. 

Baby Steps

 I didn't embark on world conquest immediately. After a year of therapy and suppressing the "DO" intelligence, my wife and I rented a van in Oregon. I adorned myself with a Van Life T-shirt, wearing it threadbare over the next two years, creating a facade of a nomadic lifestyle.

Magic

 Surprisingly, that worn-out T-shirt kept the "DO" intelligence alive. Three years after my awakening on 9/29/2020, a series of events unfolded, leading my wife and me to purchase our dream van on 9/30/2023. Describing the serendipitous sequence might seem contrived, but seizing the "DO" clears a path in the universe. With the van secured, I contemplated releasing the second part of my "DO" intelligence – making T-shirts. Recalling my high school counselor's advice to pursue art, I chuckled at the notion. Yet, before abandoning the T-shirt idea, I pondered the possibility of a compelling URL.

GoDaddy

www.moredolessdont.com

AVAILABLE

And so, armed with a fortuitous URL, I embraced the next phase of this journey with out knowing exactly where the "DO" will take us, trusting and surrendering to the universal power of "DO".

Here we go – let's do this!