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themattpowers
Matt Powers
BELIEVERS WANTED ; SKEPTICS TOO
Vanishes for years.
Reemerges with a mission, a few scars,
something to say, and lots to give.
Selling enlightenment?
Nope, just sharing what survived the storm.
Stay tuned… or go touch grass.
Either way, I’ve got you.
#powerstothepeople
Creative Direction @brogangraham
Music @jesseraysmith
How does it feel…
when someone prepares
for your arrival?
The ritual before the reading.
#powerstothepeople
Cover photo(s) by @micaelamalmi_photography
Why am I back on social media?
I’m back on social media after all these years to show us all what happens when real people connect in a deep way.
Eye to eye.
Soul to soul.
Every person’s a one-of-one.
Each one of us, if we look close and really listen, is impossible to swipe past.
So…
If you’re lost, I got you.
If you’re found, scroll on.
Either way…I’m here.
#powerstothepeople
Creative Director: @brogangraham
If you’re looking for it…try disconnecting for a while. Necessary endings make room for new.
#typewriter #typewritergang #typewriting #nosmoking #powerstothepeople
Profound Cosmic Guidance:
or maybe it’s simple…
Apply your resources.
Take an honest inventory of them
your time, your energy,
your attention.
We all have so much untapped potential.
I see it every time I sit with someone.
And I see it in myself, too
the moments I actually own my power,
own my potential,
and use what I’ve already been given
instead of convincing myself
I need more to begin.
If you need direction,
if you need clarity,
if you need a place to start
I got you.
You already have it all.
A lot of people I talk to
are still waiting to start.
One more course.
One more sign.
One more…you get it.
I get it. I do that dance too.
From what I’ve gathered…
you probably just need to start.
If this applies to you…
I love helping people
find their starting line.
If you need help finding yours,
I got you.
I’ll go first…
Coming in hot on a Thursday morning.
Woke up later than usual…
still ready.
No rest for the running shoes
waiting by the door.
Aware of my ridiculousness,
my excitement,
my nature,
and fully aware that none of this
is life-changing to anyone but me.
Somewhere in the middle of all this,
I remember being told,
“Never ask a question you don’t already know the answer to.”
Which, respectfully, is bulls#%t.
Anyway…
today feels electric.
So to answer my own question
pretty damn good.
Your turn, if you want.
Me: describing Fig like she’s a mystical guide sent from the upper realms to walk beside me through the desert of human experience.
SWIPE 👉 THE TRUTH.
Me: describing Fig like she’s a mystical guide sent from the upper realms to walk beside me through the desert of human experience.
SWIPE 👉 THE TRUTH.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Five years ago,
Fig and I set out on an adventure
destination unknown.
I had a calling to follow,
and Fig was part of the story,
wide-eyed,
just four years old.
She gave me her complete trust
and I gave her mine.
As it turned out,
Fig made most of the decisions.
She knew when to turn,
when to pause,
when to stop and smell the flowers.
Five years later,
we’ve built a home.
She’s become my compass,
my constant,
supporting the work I do
in ways I never could’ve imagined.
Happy birthday, my girl.
The one and only.
I love you.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
Eight years ago, she arrived…
first in a dream, then in Brooklyn.
Love wrapped in fur.
My sidekick, my healer, my heart.
The one and only Fig.
WOW.
Come on.
The wow is the whole point.
The synchronicities.
The intuitions.
Trust them.
Follow them.
Choose the path
that brings you closest
to your wow.
Do you really think
I’d dedicate myself to something
without a wow?
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