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Where The Story Begins

Chapters end and begin in the most mysterious of ways sometimes.

They twist and they turn. They morph into things you never thought they would become. And as you continue to walk that path, you find things that you never really thought were going to happen. Life, is one great big mystery…and the more you think you know, the more you are already wrong.

I’ve had my socks knocked off time and time again by things that are completely unexpected and I think that’s the only thing that I really expect from life anymore – change.

And good lord are there some changes going on right now.

For a while now, I’ve been writing about this sense of new space that’s been created ever since I got here to Italy. A massive gap seemed to open up as I moved away from home and moved into a completely new area that I’ve only visited before.

As I pack my backs for Barcelona, I’ve realized that even in having come to Italy, there was a bit of familiarity here. I had explored the city before, I’ve seen the sights, and that sense of wonderment – while still on an all-time high – was just a tick less than what it’s going to be like in living in a completely new spot.

But I wouldn’t have changed a thing about my time here.

It wasn’t as much about adventuring and exploring – although I did do a ton of that – but it was about finding my sweet spot in terms of what I wanted to do with myself in this next chapter of my life. I don’t have a timetable. As the past month has gone on, I’ve realized that this is the start of something I couldn’t have ever really anticipated.

I’ve changed in ways that I don’t think I even understand yet.

This month has been one of the most exciting experiences of my life. To be able to do this – travel the world and work – is by far the most unreal thing I’ve ever done. To be able to look out my window and see the Duomo every single morning, to scoot my desk right in front of that window every single day, and to walk outside and be stepping on those ancient cobble stones is something that has just settled many many different pieces of me.

And here I go, into month two, after weeks of introspection and settling into the quiet, knowing exactly what I have to do to carry forward. That question of “what’s next” has been answered many times in very unique ways and it’s sending me in a direction that I know is the right way to go.

Intuition has been raging.

It has been giving me direction…and that direction seems to be pretty interesting to say the least.

At times, I’ve wondered what would happen if I did something consistently for a year straight. This has been part of the larger conversation I’ve been having with myself lately.

What would I do? What would those things be? What would the daily tasks involve?

Since this has been brewing in me for quite some time, I’m going to give it a shot. I’m going to make that change…and dive all the way in. I don’t want to just be waist high anymore. I want to be all in. Straight into the depths with all of this.

So it’s time to start that story then huh?

-Evan Sanders

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The Dreams & What It Means To Me

Every once in a while, lightning strikes my life in one way or another.

That jolt of purpose, energy, love…whatever it may be, comes along and gives me the boost I needed to get the clay moving.

For a while, I have been patiently waiting for what is coming to arrive. Today, it clicked. it clicked as I started my new journey towards my next photo shoot, as a path laid before me in a few different ways and as I took the ceremonial dive into a brand new aspect of this story.

A chapter that I’m going to give you as much access to as possible. This, is something I really haven’t done throughout the years.

When I ended the last chapter, almost a year ago in stepping across a finish line of something that I had been working at for my entire life, there was a big space that formed as that idea started to slide away and I entered into a completely new space. What was once the primary driver for my life fell into the background as the dream turned into a reality. From this however emerged a feeling that was a bit melancholy at times.

Dreams are beautiful things. But once they are realized – a gift in itself – they are gone. What’s left – the achievements, the foundations you had to build, the person you had to become…which are all beautiful things in their own right – are pieces of you as if they had existed the whole time.

In a few ways, that was very challenging for me.

Like I had said, space opened up. A lot of space. A WHOLE LOT of space.

And for a long long time, I haven’t really known what to create with that space. It’s been a blank canvas for almost a year, with bits and pieces filling in as time went on…but not those broad strokes that would define the painting.

But I’m painting now and have found the path as I’ve been sitting in the silence. Isolation in many ways is an absolute gift – one that I’ve never really had before. In that isolation, and in digging into this new found space, I’ve started to understand just what I want to be up to in this next chapter.

I think we all have to take risks at times.

We have to be willing to brave our own fears, stepping into them instead of giving up or running from them. From time to time we all get discouraged. We see the path in front of us and only witness the big bank of fog that seems to be covering everything up. The questions start popping up. We wonder. We doubt. We sit in fear for a while. But that’s not any reason to give up. That’s just part of what it means to be human.

I imagine, that at the end of life, you think more about the chances that you didn’t take than the ones you did. I could also see that you wouldn’t remember all of the failed attempts to get something done or go somewhere, if you knew that you had given it your best and you had followed through as much as you possibly could.

All I know, is that in all of the times that I have failed and failed again…those attempts became insignificant to me as I crossed into a dream that I had worked for since I was 11 years old. Thousands of failed attempts vanished into thin air as I became the person I always knew I could become.

Isn’t that something?

Brutal discouragement, depression, anxiety and fear all just went poof. 

Incredible how that works.

A long time ago, before I started the final descent into that big dream, I wrote an email called “What It Means To Me” to my trainer where I spilled my guts out talking about why I wanted to do this and everything I had been through.

Those stories define me a little bit less than they used to – moments of the black – and now I have a far different story to tell.

After the end of October, I ran into some hard times. Very very difficult times actually – If I’m going to be honest here. Situations dictated that I focused 100% of my attention on making sure a situation turned out okay and I had to take a lot of focus off of what I was doing with myself.

I suffered in this. And after that situation ended, I was left with the aftermath of another that I couldn’t handle at the time and that all started bubbling up to the surface as space was left for it to.

For months I was hurting.

And even after having accomplished my dream, I felt like it had been stained with blood. It wasn’t a clean victory, but a victory nonetheless. There was this big shadow over everything and that shadow lasted for a long time after. It’s only now, throughout these past few weeks, where I actually feel like myself again and everything happened almost a year ago.

Patience.

Patience allowed me to recover. Patience allowed me to not go at something full force without having taken care of myself.

If I rushed, I wouldn’t have put myself in the position where I am today – traveling the world creating a new dream every single day.

There are a few things I have to turn on to make this happen. At times I’ve been pretty uncertain about if they were the right things to do, but now in having giving them some time to sink in and develop I know I’m heading in the right direction.

What does this next chapter mean to me?

It’s about touching as many lives as possible. I want to see just how far the ripples can go. How much can I give? How much can this mission of mine spread? How can I continue to light fires in peoples hearts so they can gain the courage to go after what they have always dreamed of as well?

I have my battle plans.

It’s time to march.

-Evan Sanders

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Go All The Way

For quite some time now, I’ve been on the edge.

I think most of the time when you hear that, you may think it’s about being on the edge of falling apart. However, I mean on edge in a way that means coming together.

A few years ago, I had a few people describe what I was doing with my life in a near-perfect way. The sentiment was somewhere along the lines of the following…

You’ve been lighting these little controlled fires in all of these different spaces…and one day…they will come together and burn the whole fucking forest down.

This image made me smile. I could see the little boy holding a gasoline can marked with a heart pouring his love out all around the world and then lighting it on fire. It was never about destroying something, but rather lighting the world up in a magnificent way.

There’s been a pressure that has come along with this image.

A big question of “how?”

How am I going to go about doing that? What’s the best way to get going in that endeavor?

I have tried many many things. A lot of them stuck. Most of them didn’t. In fact, I would have to say that far far more things failed than succeeded. I have failed over and over again at things and yet the only thing that has separated the person who I am now from the person who I was is accepting that failure as part of the process but never accepting failure as the end product.

Failure is part of it for me.

And in this question of “how?” I am using my imagination as much as possible to breathe into what I can see and trust that this path – an invisible path where only one single stone lays before me – will form as I walk.

It’ takes some trust to be forming a path underneath you as you walk it. It’s easier to walk a path that has already been paved because it has been done before. But I’m not really interested in copying what everyone else is doing. I’m more interested in bringing out whatever gifts lie within me…and doing it in the way they are meant to evolve.

This “how?” has been quite interesting in the way that I have had to take some serious time to consider the avenues, try them out, and really get a feel for them if they are what’s going to be right for me or if I need to readjust. There have been many many moments of trial and error…and at times massive bouts of discouragement…but in the end there’s always been a desire to continue on no matter what has happened in the past.

If I only focused on what had happened to me throughout my life instead of what was coming my way, I would not have done 99.9% of the things I have done.

And that’s the truth.

I would have found myself, the same man I was 6 years ago laying in the mud discouraged by the heavy fist that had beaten me down and never have gotten back up. This is me being brutally honest with myself. And in that journey of always looking ahead, I realized that even that had its challenges. It kept me just out of the moment as living in the past did.

Part of the reason there has been a little bit of a struggle in having traveled so far away (and this is not a bad thing just a challenge) is that I have completely isolated myself from everything that was familiar to me. And with that, came a gift – the whispers have never been louder.

This way. Go there. Do this. This is part of the path. Adjust this. Breathe into that you’ll be fine. 

These whispers of guidance and intuition have never been stronger as the blocks of what was holding me back have been removed.

I’m sure you could imagine, that as all the negativity fell away there is a void left to be filled. Well what do I fill that with? 

My capacity for encouragement, energy, and connection have found a near gear. 

One that I didn’t really know existed. I didn’t know there was a 6th gear for me. Maybe there are more? Maybe as I settle more and more into this new life I will find another as time goes on.

I had a healer once tell me that the wave I felt coming…well, I was going to ride it all the way to the end perfectly fine. That was probably the single most soothing line I have ever heard. Because at times, this was a significant worry for me.

Could I do this? Am I capable? Am I really going to be able to make that much of an impact? Will I be okay? Can I handle the success?

By the time I had arrived into that conversation, I had failure and the handling of failure on lockdown. Hell, that’s most of what I knew. Success had rarely come my way and so when I started to get a taste of it I had a lot more questions pop up that never had been there before.

And so here I am now, in a completely new place looking into this moment. What’s here? Where’s my breath? How can I connect?

These fires are burning, and I’m watching them connect daily.

The only thing I have to do is go all the way. Go all the way with everything that I had dreamed of and don’t let up on the gas.

Go all the way.

Pour out more.

-Evan Sanders

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The Kind Of Pressure That Causes Unfolding

 

Internal pressure.

Not the bad kind, the good kind.

Imagine a flower right before it decides to open. There’s that moment of pressure building. There’s a moment, that I can imagine when I really think about it, of this perfect dance between the thought of “it’s time” and “this is what I’m meant to do.”

I guess my mind is drifting off into the flowers again.

It’s not complacency. It’s not procrastination. It’s just that patient waiting for that moment where it feels right. Hard to explain that when most of the time we put off everything we are supposed to be doing for things that aren’t really that important. But that’s not this. I’m doing everything I’m supposed to be doing…and there’s still that building feeling. That feeling of the right before I open, I have a few more breaths to take.

Strange hm?

I think this piggybacks off of what I was writing about last night, but I really do believe there is a right time and place for everything. Sometimes when you are in situations, they really aren’t the right time nor the right place for them to continue on. Their unfolding in that moment – yes – that moment is always perfect. But holding onto it after that – no – no you have to learn how to let things go.

Things run their course faster than we would like them to. Sometimes it literally is just a moment. A smile on the street. A quick conversation. These moments are just moments and I think as time has gone on I’ve learned to appreciate them more and more. I’ve allowed for moments to be moments. And, as brilliant and touching as those moments have been, I’ve learned to open myself up for more and more to come my way.

I’ve learned, I think in this year more than anything, that the happiness of my life didn’t come through tacking on more and more and more, but in letting go of the things that were no longer meant for me. I think you could describe this as making room for the things that truly resonated with me deep down to my core and beginning to question everything that was just “supposed” to be there.

Really, do I need any of this? 

So after eliminating a lot of the things that really didn’t serve me in any way, I was left with pretty little. Pretty little in the way of possessions and things…but more than I could imagine in terms of understanding who I was as a human being.

There’s a feeling around all of this – it’s like a gigantic reset button had been pushed. I didn’t change as a person, but I brought an entirely new version of the person I have always been into the light. It’s not like one of those things where you hear someone (who is sick of themselves) go…”When I get to X I am going to be THIS person and forget everything that ever happened or I ever did.”

Nope.

That’s not what this is. This is more of a gentle acknowledgement that I’ve done a lot of work to get here (personal, career, etc) and I will continue to do that work and develop as a person…which frees me up to create something completely new in a very very new situation.

That’s where I am getting all of the feels.

So as this morning went on and yesterday’s haze cleared, I found myself discovering what it is that I do want to do during this time.

Not any of the “should” but really want.

And that feels right.

So here we go.

-Evan Sanders

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I Think You Could Understand

I think you could understand this if I told you. If I opened up my heart at the seams another time and let you see inside.

I think you could understand this, even if you’ve never lived this moment before.

The child in me – the dreamer who would run around the yard playing with his sidekick best friend dog imagining the rivers to be crossed and the mountains to be climbed – he already knows. But the grownup in me – the one who has seen things and experienced things that are for other stories – he is still learning.

He’s learning to let go.

Let go of things that are no longer for him. Let go of things that can no longer harm him.

And he’s always had a hard time letting go of those things because part of him is afraid – the grownup part – afraid that despite how much he knows it isn’t true…that he might not find something like that again. But the child knows. The child knows that this is just one piece of the adventure, a pieces that took 27 years to unfold.

My god we’ve finally reached the top of that mountain we started at all those years ago. Who would’ve thought.

I think you could understand this feeling of being in something you didn’t really think ever would happen. There’s some shock to it. There’s excitement coupled with a feeling of partially not even knowing what to do with yourself.

Now what?

That’s been a question that has been going through my mind quite often lately. Most of that question has been answered by sitting in it all. This is not a situation where I get to try to see everything a place has to offer in 2-3 days and then move to the next spot – frantically moving back and forth calling it a vacation. No, it’s not like that at all.

It’s me finally trying to catch my bearings in a dream that is fluid and changing by the moment. Yes, I can hear the calling to settle into everything…but there’s still an aspect of shifting tides to it all. And what do I chalk all of this up to?

Life being life.

A while ago, I could have told you what I saw ahead for quite some time.

But now, that vision has changed. It has shifted as well and as I sit down to write out what I can see the pen falls flat on the paper. I see, for the first time in a long time, nothing. It’s blank. It’s empty. If I had seen that a long time ago…I would have freaked out.

However somewhere deep in the back of my mind I remembered something that made an impression on me all those years back and brought itself forward throughout this evening.

From nothing, you can create anything. 

And this is where I have been lately. From all of this, this completely blank slate with the silence that accompanies it – allowing me to hear myself finally think for once – I can make absolutely anything. Truly, I can let go of all of the old things without feeling the need to run from anything…but just letting the wind take them off my hand…and create whatever I can think of.

And that, has been the story of these past 2.5 weeks. A delightful paralysis of living in the moment. So in the moment in fact, that I’ve disregarded any thought of the future…and even more interesting…is that the past didn’t even feel like it happened.

It’s that new.

It’s that life-changing.

Free.

All I have to do is pick the pen up again, and from that, everything will be born.

From nothing, everything.

-Evan Sanders

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Rhythms Of The Wanderer

When you take the time to wander, you begin to understand things that you may never come to grips with by living in an old way.

For me, that old way was always having a plan. An “A to B.” Everything was a very straight line, and with that straight line came a constant desire to keep everything in a very black and white space. But as time goes on, and I begin to find myself heading in directions of no particular pull except for the one that is coming from the inside of my chest, I have discovered worlds full of color and intricacy that probably get missed by most.

There’s a tendency to want to get caught up in a feeling of “this will never happen again to capture everything.” To an extent, that thought is true. This moment will never happen again. But the capture everything part has had an interesting way of manifesting itself throughout the past two weeks since I changed my life in moving across the world.

I actually asked myself, “What does capture really mean?”

To which, some interesting answers came back up. I live in a world, a very digital world (one that I love very much) where there are certain pressures to get the perfect picture or to capture the perfect moment. But all of that actually takes a lot of work. It takes a focus on composition, lighting, colors, symmetry, and the list goes on and on.

There’s something though about just being in that moment – being there – that does something for you that you could never feel by looking at a photo. That photo might take you back to a moment, but if you weren’t actually all there then you are just getting a piece of a piece.

As I have been wandering around, I’ve been trying to stay grounded in the fact that I am there to feel, to dance in the experience, and to go wherever my heart takes me. If that means walking into a museum, I do that. If that means heading out late at night to capture the streets in their quietest form, I do that. This conversation though of “this is not actually your life…you’re going to have to come back to some other reality” has been a challenging one to say the least. It’s a conversation that has been going on for two weeks because the reality of it hasn’t really sunk in yet.

Maybe as I continue to travel I will understand more and more what this really means to me.

The same things that challenge you where you were will always challenge you wherever you go. You can’t run from anything – expect that you’re going to take it with you. And you do – that’s just the dead honest truth. What I’ve taken with me is this question of “what’s next?”

I’m here in one of the most beautiful cities in the world living into a dream that was only a mere spark in my mind, and yet that question is there being softly asked in the late hours of the night listening in for guidance.

There are always going to be questions.

Questions that cause you to tremble, those that will spark giant moments of creativity, and others that help you discover pieces of yourself you might have had trouble identifying with in the past. But these questions are moments in which you can gain clarity if you give them the space they deserve. Ushering them away only causes havoc in other areas of your life. So let the questions exist.

From time to time, I sit down with a big piece of paper and draw out battle plans of what I want to accomplish.

I think a piece of me in what I’ve experienced here is that this was such an amazing goal to have and now that I’ve actually done it I’m sitting a bit unsure of what to tackle next. There are pieces of this puzzle that comfortably float around in my mind of what I would like to do and how I would like to make my mark on the world…

But not that igniting flame that has carried my ship forward.

It will come, I know it will. For now, I am enjoying seeing things and experience things I never thought I would ever experience.

I’ll end on this.

There’s something about the power of words, intention, and the ability to create your world that’s beyond my comprehension. It has happened to me time and time again that I have said things, that might not have come true right in the moment, but as time went on they manifested themselves somewhere down the line.

There’s something really special there.

That’s why I am a dealer in words.

Evan Sanders

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You Can Find Me Lost Under The Stars

In every turn that I’ve made, even the ones where I’ve felt completely lost, I found something special.

So I begin to wonder, “Am I really lost at all?” Or is it I’m finding everything I am supposed to find.

27 years went by before I decided that I could finally use my wings to fly. For many different reasons, it took me this amount of time to actually believe that I had wings in the first place. What seemed so daunting for years and years ultimately became a reality as I allowed myself to grow and change in the ways I needed to.

There’s no set path.

I don’t believe in destiny or that we are fated to end up somewhere. I believe that we do have decisions to make in this life and those can lead us down many different paths. As someone who tends to sit down and take a few minutes to think about their life, I have always been able to see many paths that lay before me.

This used to be paralyzing because I couldn’t make a decision. The indecisiveness led to a punishing amount of self-criticism that left me pretty much incapable of making the right decision for myself because multiple walls now existed – not just the one about which way to go.

Eventually, that all faded into the background as I began to develop some trust in what I knew and who I was.

There have been some challenges in packing everything up and leaving what I once knew behind.

The first are the growing pains – those pains that exist when you enter into a completely new situation without any sort of context, plan or much of an understanding of what’s going to happen. I think this is very different from experiencing mild anxiety when you’re facing new situations but have some context for. No, this is a whole new ballgame.

Imagine sitting on a bed, you’re entire life in a suitcase in front of you and having to answer the question, “Well now what?!”

Grab your camera. Go outside. Get out.

I can’t really say that I’m flying by the seat of my pants because I do actually know what I’m up to this life. I have purpose. I have integrity. I have intuition. As long as I have those things engrained into me, the foundation will always lay itself down right under my feet no matter which direction I head in.

So maybe that’s why I’m not that nervous about being here.

Because the truth is, lips to the heavens, I feel like I’ve been here for far far longer than I ever have before. My heart has been here before. It’s rooted itself deep down into the cobblestone streets and has reignited by walking over those crooked stones once again.

There’s a piece of me that asks, “How can you possibly feel at home somewhere you’ve never been before you nut?!” But the heart knows better. The heart knows, especially after this past year and dropping deep into my own depths, that many things are beyond what the mind could ever understand.

I know I’ve been here, even if I haven’t before.

Sometimes I have to disconnect from absolutely everything to hear myself think. Wander off. Get lost. Put in headphones without music and find someone completely secluded away from everyone so I can hear the silence. That silence that was so troubling throughout the beginning of this year has become something I have sought out more and more as times get louder and louder in my world. As my audience has grown, there has been more responsibility, more chatter, and more eyes watching what’s happening. This doesn’t intimidate me – it’s one of the greatest honors there is – but it does remind me that I have to take some time for myself to get away from everything.

You can’t just give give give and have nothing that nourishes your roots.

Whatever that process looks like for you, you have to do it. For me, sometimes it’s staying inside all day. Other times it’s running deep into the mountains without any general plan or direction but just going. Others it’s having too many bottles of wine with a complete stranger at my favorite restaurant in Florence and talking about everything and anything in between through the late hours of the evening.

It looks different for everyone.

And that’s fine. That’s why there is no guide on this life. There is only bits and pieces of wisdom that you can take to heart…and usually those pieces of wisdom sit at a 50,000 ft level…because you’re responsible for laying down the groundwork.

These transitions I am currently in are encouraging, tough at times, and make me think of what a seed feels like when it’s cracking open from its shell. I wonder, if a seed had feelings (maybe they do), what those would be like? Is there pain in that moment of vulnerability and growth? I would venture to say yes.

In one way or another, we are all cracking open. The danger is in allowing life to shell us up and protect us from everyone and everything. But that’s no way to live really. That’s just surviving. You’re going to get hurt. You’re going to make mistakes. You’re going to make really wrong turns at times – but that doesn’t have to be the end for you. I think we all put a lot of pressure on ourselves to do this thing called life right. 

But what is that really?

Doing it right?

I can tell you that the times I tried to do life right I ended doing it the way someone else did and never felt more disconnected from myself and who I was. It’s not supposed to look a specific way that’s acceptable to the masses. It’s supposed to look your way. Because you’ve been put on this planet to express the individual gifts you’ve been given and to set yourself free…further giving others the permission to follow your light and to free themselves as well.

But by playing it safe and by doing it the way everyone else is doing it, you become a pawn rather than something completely off the board and unique.

Whatever resonates deep within your soul, follow those vibrations.

They are to be trusted.

No matter what happens on that path, you are in good hands. You’re being taught things that you would never have learned if you trapped yourself inside your comfort zone and refused to come out.

Oh no, you must break free.

The greatest lie is that we are each caged in our own worlds.

The greatest truth is that we live in a cage at times, but the door is open for you to fly out if you choose to.

So choose to fly.

-Evan Sanders

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I really need to get something off of my chest…

I’m not happy

Why?

I’m not happy at all with the amount of good people in the world who are struggling day after day…

Because they don’t have the support system to succeed.

And maybe this is you.

Are you stuck? Has your self-confidence taken a hit?

Are your relationships suffering? Is your career in a rut?

Have no idea which way to go?

Have you looked everywhere only to turn up with answers that didn’t actually fix the problem?

Or maybe…

Even made it worse?

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By now you know that hoping and praying that it will all fix itself isn’t going to work…

Don’t worry, it’s not your fault.

We all fall into ruts from time to time.

In fact, for the better part of my life that’s exactly the same story I had.

I was STUCK spinning my wheels in the mud as I was trying to achieve dreams that seemed a million miles away.

I spent most of my life feeling that whatever I had “wasn’t good enough.”

I’m sure you can relate.

In reality, none of that was true.

However, I really could have used something that I never even considered at the time…

I’ll get to that in a second.

We all have blindspots.

Blindspots?

Yes, those areas in our lives where we can’t see what we can’t see.

Why?

Because you can’t see the picture when you’re in the frame. Another way of saying this is…

You don’t know what you don’t know.

And that’s a really powerful realization when you actually come to it.

Because honestly, the massive part of the pie chart of what “we don’t know”…

Is HUGE.

In fact, it’s probably most of it. Everyone has massive knowledge gaps which can significantly alter our daily lives in a negative way if we don’t bridge those gaps.

Hence…my years of struggle and pain.

Although I had been writing for the past 5 years about my own personal development and my journey it wasn’t until this year that my life took off.

I mean really took off.

The difference?

I had my own coaches and mentors. That has made all of the difference for me.

And as a testament to the changes my coaches have helped me make I finally achieved a dream of mine that I’ve had for the past 15 years

And it was purely do to the massive adjustments in my journey that were provided to me by my coaches.

I healed old wounds faster.

I was more present and therefore a hell of a lot happier with who I was…

I developed incredible relationships with people around me…

I discovered what my blindspots were and was given the tools, skills, and resources to start learning in those areas…

And much much more!

Coaching was what I desperately needed in my life. But not the fluffy “Oh you have so much potential” type of coaching.

No, I needed coaches who would fearlessly coach me.

Coaches who would keep me accountable, call me on my BS, invest in me and more than anything else…

Be there for me in any way possible so I could grow to see what I was truly capable of.

That’s what I needed and wished I had 5 years ago when I started all of this.

This is exactly why I started the Email Coaching Program.

A coaching program that gives you personal access to your own life coach 6 days a week.

A program that will help you build your self-confidence so you can take on life’s greatest challenges and start chasing your dreams…

Work through the issues that are currently interrupting your happiness and most importantly…

SOLVE THEM!

We will develop big goals and dreams to  get you out there living the life you’ve always wanted for yourself…

Find balance all throughout your life: work, personal, health, spiritual…

Establish routines and practices that will support you on your developmental journey…

Give you the tips, tools, and resources that will ensure that you will continue to grow and cahnge for the better in the future.

So if you know that you’re interested, go ahead and click the big orange button and order now.

Imagine what it would be like to get on the fast track to achieve your goals, mending your relationships, moving forward with your life and creating a lifestyle of balance and success and happiness?

That’s not far out of your reach…

And here’s the dead honest truth – we all need a little bit of support to get ourselves going.

You don’t have to be born with all the talent in the world to change your life.

You don’t have to have all the skills and tools in the world to get started but you do have to get started to begin to see what you are really capable of.

You DO have to begin to actually start creating the life of your dreams.

You have to incest in yourself and what you are capable of.

But more importantly, you have to have someone, a rock in your life who you can depend on and whose only motivation in being there is to help you become the best version of yourself.

And with over 500+ people who have gone through my trainings or who have worked with me personally I am confident I can help you achieve what you want for yourself too!

If that sounds like something you want to do, then it’s time to build a new story for yourself.

Look, I’m going to make you a guarantee.

Give me 30 days to work with you…

And if you don’t feel like I’m the right coach for you or you aren’t developing…or haven’t started to see any changes in your life…

I will give you your money back.

Based on the results you’ve seen in my risk-free offer

Go ahead and click the order button below.

Straight up, I want to be your coach.

A fearless coach who has a fire in his heart.

Not someone who is just doing this because it sounds good.

But most of all, I wanted to create a community of people who are committed to changing their lives and taking the next step towards achieving their dreams.

Because if I can help you do that, I’m fulfilled. In fact, I’m ecstatic.

But here’s the thing

You need to take action.

If you don’t take action, how can you expect your life to improve. For those who have made it here…

The ones who are truly hungry and ready to start right now…

I’m making you this one-time offer

When you become part of the Email Coaching Program you’re going to have access to your own digital life coach…me

And here’s what you get!

Email access to your own coach 7 days a week
Access to he members only Facebook community
Specific practices, self awareness exercises, resources and tools catered to you to help you grow and develop
Members discounts on 1 on 1 Phone/Skype Coaching

Normally, I would place membership in this coaching program at $150 a month

But for avery limited time I’ll let you have access for only…

$49 a month

Yep…Just $49

So if you want to make this year the best year of your life

To avoid the pitfalls, to learn the skills and tools necessary to grow…

To have a fully supportive community behind you…

To have access to all of the countless resources in my library and to most importantly…

Have your own coach who is invested in you and wants to see you win…

Then make the choice.

Because for those who are hungry and want to make a change this WILL be the spark that ignites your fire.

But don’t let this opportunity pass you by because the price is going back up after I take on a few more interested members.

So move fast and start making the changes you need to make.

As for me, I’m going to make damn sure that you are growing and developing.

Click the link here and we are going to start your journey right now.

All the best,

Evan Sanders

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The Adventures Of WanderBoy

There’s a moment. I’m sure it hits everyone who uproots themselves from what’s completely normal to them. But this moment is something I’ve never really experienced before. It’s electric. And in the same way you get energy coursing through your veins, it’s also a bit shocking at times.

You see, as much as I left myself out of the future and came back to the present, I couldn’t help but think of how it was going to be when I got here.

The truth is, it has been everything and more than what I could have ever anticipated. That’s how life tends to be when you let go of trying to figure it all out and just show up in it. It surprises you. It sweeps you off your feet and brings you to places you never thought you would ever dream of.

As I walk through the streets of Florence, I will make a wrong turn and come across a monument that stops me in my tracks.

How many of these “wrong turns” do we end up making in our lives…thinking we are heading in the wrong way but in fact we are going in the direction we’e always been meant to travel?

I would argue many.

We can only see what we can see. As far as our minds can stretch that’s what is possible for us. But there’s so much more possible. There’s so much more that can happen beyond what we see. In fact, it’s probably infinitely more. It’s more than you could ever imagine.

But that takes some risk – risk in being willing to step into what you do not know and leave the safety of everything you do know. A risk that I wasn’t willing to fully take up until last week when I stepped onto that plane. When I stepped off…I knew that my feet being on untraveled ground was going to be an absolute game changer for my life.

I had imagined in my mind for such a long time going and doing these things and seeing these places, but never being able to get to that spot where I would pack up the ceremonial bag and be on my way. And now that I’m here, it has taken me a little bit of time to finally adjust to the fact that I am indeed…here. I started off the first three days living and creating surreal memories, and now it’s time to step into creating some more.

There is a pressure I can feel when I’m here. It’s like this stream that tugs at your body when I’m around the floods of tourists who are buzzing throughout the streets trying to capture every single possible photo for their Instagram and not actually living in the moment. But that pull can also make you feel like you’re missing out on something.

When you look for what you’re missing out on..there’s nothing.

In fact, it’s the opposite way around. Because how many of those people could enter in a Basilica and stare at the ceilings and get completely lost, if they wanted to, for a month straight? How many of them can’t actually get comfortable with vibrations that are emanating from the streets…and know the gentle touch of the night lights as you wander away?

Not many.

I can.

I have at times compared my journey to the journeys of others and what they are up to. But I think some advice from one of the most famous photographers in the world – a piece of advice I picked up in an advanced photography book – says it all…

“F/8 and be there.”

I think what truly matters…is being there. Being in the place. Taking photos but not putting pressure on yourself to get a 1,000 likes…but just taking a photo that resonates with you in some way. There are so many external pressures we face on the day to day – especially in places where mass floods of people are moving in a general way and not engaging in much presence at all.

It makes me feel as if I’m moving upstream.

But that’s what I’m here for – to go against the current. To show people a different way of living. To be more and more present as time goes on.

I’ll end with this…

When I was little, my pet dog Buttercup was my best friend. We used to wander around the yard imagining all sorts of scenarios – defeating dragons, climbing mountains, traversing foreign lands. In fact, I named her WonderDog. Eventually, it became “The Adventures Of WanderBoy And WonderDog.” I know if she was here now, she would be so happy to see that I’ve gone on our greatest adventure yet.

Maybe she is. Let’s go have an adventure.

-Evan Sanders

 

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For A Thousand Years

My heart has been here a thousand years, it just took me 27 to finally catch up.

I’ve been wandering through the streets at night never feeling more at home. There’s a feeling here, like arms wrapped around you in the perfect moment. It’s a feeling I’m sure will come with many other places, but there’s just something about these streets. Even walking them late at night you’ve never felt more at home.

I can’t sleep.

Part of that is me trying to get used to new sleep patterns – literally the exact opposite of being at home. But the other part of it is that everything is changing in my life and it’s beyond exciting. I am wide awake in many different ways and can’t possibly shut my eyes for more than a couple of hours without being egged on to go outside and explore.

 

My first weekend here, I lived.

Lived in ways that I had written all over bucket lists in my mind. I did things that I’ve always wanted to do and spent time with people who spoke to me in so many different ways. I connected, deep into the ground, making this place just as much of my home as anywhere else I have ever been.

You would think that it would be hard to adjust to a new place, but like I said before, I feel like my heart has already been here for a thousand years.

It was just waiting for me to show up. It was waiting for me to get here and finally plug in.

There is something very very powerful about this time right now.

It’s not that the seeds of change have been planted – those were planted a long time ago when I decided to head in this direction. It’s that every single day I am watering those seeds and immediately seeing something come out of the ground. When everything is new to you, and you have the ability to relax into all of that without letting anxiety run everything, adventure becomes one of the most addicting things in the world.

There’s the challenge though right? Being in something without letting anxiety run you…

I have no special trick for this except for staying passionately curious about everything. When you maintain your curiosity, you’re far less nervous about things not turning out or coming in for the kill. You’re just excited. Excited about whatever may come your way. Sure that may be a disaster, but better to be on the field of life playing the game than being someone who is just sitting in the stands watching life go by.

I won’t have it for myself.

Florence has done exactly what I knew it would to me – re-energized by blood.

Something has come alive in me. Awakened. A fire burning within.

It’s time to burn the whole damn thing down. It’s time to do it all with love.

-Evan Sanders

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