Thursday

 

DAILY REFLECTION — Becoming Someone New

This morning I woke up before the sun, and the first thing I felt was gratitude. Gratitude for breath, for waking up sober, for not reaching for any substance, and for being strong enough to face another day with a clear mind. I stepped onto my yoga mat and went straight into my routine — 600 push-ups, breathwork, meditation. My body felt tight in some places, especially my back, but the tightness felt different today. It felt like something inside me was finally waking up.

My yoga has become more than stretching — it is spiritual, psychological, and transformational. Every time I breathe into the tightness in my back, I feel doors opening inside me, places I’ve ignored for years. The breath goes straight to the parts of me that have been asleep, and I can feel energy rising in a way that I can’t explain. This practice is taking me into a deeper stage, and I’m beginning to understand why yoga isn’t something anybody can just “teach” after a few months. It’s a lifetime path. It’s discipline. It’s awakening.

As I moved and breathed, I spoke my truth out loud:

“I am a billionaire. Money comes to me easy. I am grateful for this room. I am grateful for this morning. I am ready to be a billionaire. I am ready to be a trillionaire.”

These are words I never imagined I could say with confidence. But today, they came out naturally. No fear. No hesitation. Just truth. I felt something shift in my mind — like the ceiling I used to live under finally cracked open.

I even laughed at the thoughts running through my head — thoughts about people’s standards, judgments, opinions of me. I realized none of that defines me. Not where I sleep. Not what I own. Not what people think a “man” should have. I laughed because I have changed. I see myself clearly now. I am becoming a speaker, a leader, a disciplined example of what transformation looks like.

I thought about betrayal, about everything I’ve experienced — marriage loss, homelessness, the pain of being misunderstood. But I didn’t get angry. I just saw it for what it was. A lesson. A memory. Something I outgrew.

The truth is, I don’t know how I’m going to eat today. I don’t know how long I can keep paying for this room. But psychologically, spiritually, and emotionally — I am stronger than I’ve ever been. My resilience is louder than my fear. My gratitude is louder than my stress. My discipline is louder than my situation.

I am watching myself transform in real time.

I am realizing that I am no longer the man I used to be.

I am witnessing a new version of me being born through yoga, breath, silence, and belief.

I am not lost.

I am becoming someone new.

Yoruba Yogi