[Verse 1]
Flying down the hill like I owned every lane
A woman warned me — I waved off her name
Few minutes later I'm folded on a hood
Traffic stopped around me, metal understood
What my pride wouldn't hear — slow down, look within
Three days before, I'd told my wife I'm done with this
Carrying childhood thunder, every scream, every scar
Down that hill at full speed, never seeing the car
But the collision cracked me open like a seed in the ground
Something said: you need to figure this out, brother, now
So I showed up to Toronto, sat with Dispenza's crowd
Eyes closed, not a word — and I felt the whole room loud
[Hook]
Presence is the one gift we all carry the same
Not money, not talent — just attention and flame
A minute in your hand is a sacred thing, friend
The only question is — where will you spend it?
[Verse 2]
Meditated alone and I felt the hollow ache
But in a room full of strangers something started to wake
Turned to Neil and said, what if we could build this bridge?
Days later a developer emails out of the grid
We called it ZeroOne — two circles touching as one
Vesica Pisces wrapped in Fibonacci, the symbol had begun
Printed tattoos by the thousands, handed them out at the door
Nobody asked about the app — they said, this feels like more
It's a portal, it's love — can I get one for my artist?
Two-eighty thousand gifted, always present, always earnest
Then the clinic burned — not flames, an eviction on the glass
Twenty-two years dissolved, I had to learn to trust the gaps
[Hook]
Presence is the one gift we all carry the same
Not money, not talent — just attention and flame
A minute in your hand is a sacred thing, friend
The only question is — where will you spend it?
[Verse 3]
Leena came through COVID, New York to Toronto's cold
A year of phone calls, brother-sister, stories told
When we finally embraced she said, wholemates, that's the word
She built out everything — the platform, the tech, the world
Taught me being and doing sit equal in the day
That rest is not surrender — presence is the way
A waitress in Mexico came running down the block
My wish came true — her restaurant unlocked
Kathy from Joy's Kitchen, fifty thousand in an hour
Two million families fed from one surrendered hour
I wished for freedom once — the universe said, watch
Gave me eviction, divorce, and the peace I'd forgot
Now we built a different feed — no fear, just the giving
Forty seconds of intention and your body starts living
Oxytocin, serotonin — we're wired for this art
The phone's already in your hand — just lead with your heart
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Intention, Attention, Connection, Presence, all making a difference! Gives me hope.
PS. My wish is to provide Kintsugi wrapped in Narrative Therapy workshops once again and in a way that sustains me and those participating 🙏