There is a sacred circuitry that runs between the Eye and the Heart.

The Eye—our mind—observes. It analyzes, listens, collects data. It watches the world and tries to make sense of it. Through the Eye, we read patterns, remember histories, and form stories about who we are and what is possible.

When functioning properly, the Eye sends its findings—these perceptions—down the lightning bolt to the Heart. The Heart is not interested in logic. The Heart is the seat of deep resonance, of soul-aligned knowing.

There’s a geometry the soul speaks in.

It isn’t taught in schools, but you feel it in your chest.

It looks something like this:

A triangle.

At the top: an Eye, clear and eternal.

On the bottom left: a Star, radiant with desire.

On the bottom right: a Heart, ancient and tender.

This is the Compass of Becoming.

Most people are born into a default setting for life.

It’s inherited—quietly passed down through family, culture, school systems, and media.

A rhythm so normalized it becomes invisible.

Welcome to the first entry in what I hope becomes a collection of breadcrumbs—fragments of truth I’ve unearthed along the winding, often wild path of becoming. I don’t come to these realizations through books or lectures, but through a different kind of listening. They arrive in the quiet between thoughts, or while I’m painting, running, or drifting beyond the veil with music humming in my ears. Sometimes they erupt like thunderclaps. Sometimes they whisper through symbols in my dreams or patterns I only notice in hindsight. This isn’t linear wisdom. It’s spiraled, cyclical—always deepening. And what I offer here is not advice, but resonance. A remembering.