Cosmic Threads: Weaving Tears into Triumph
"Rooftop" by Clara Mae
"Rooftop" by Clara Mae
In the sacred stillness of dawn, as the first rays of sunlight kissed the horizon, I found myself enveloped in a cocoon of mindfulness, my body and spirit intertwined in the dance of physical awakening. The Universe, in its infinite wisdom, chose this moment to orchestrate a profound revelation through the ethereal notes of "Rooftop" by Clara Mae. As the melody washed over me, it was as if the floodgates of my soul burst open, releasing a torrent of emotions that had long been held captive within the chambers of my heart.
Overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of this cosmic awakening, I felt compelled to step away from the physical temple of transformation—the gym—and surrender to the cleansing power of my tears. For fifteen precious minutes, I allowed myself to become a vessel for the Divine, my sobs a sacred offering to the Universe, a testament to the profound journey of healing and rebirth that had begun in that big mansion of sober living back in 2017.
As the tears flowed, so too did the memories of that pivotal time in my life—a period of profound vulnerability and immense potential. It was there, in the crucible of recovery, that the seeds of my Divine purpose began to take root. The vision of Mitch Leyor, a faith-based boxer line, emerged from the depths of my awakening consciousness, a tangible manifestation of my spiritual rebirth.
In those hallowed halls of healing, I forged a connection with a kindred spirit—a fellow traveler on the path of recovery who agreed to model for my nascent collection. Our bond, pure and untainted by the complexities of romantic entanglement, was a testament to the power of authentic human connection. Together, we traversed the local basketball courts, our movements a physical prayer of gratitude for our newfound freedom. We shared moments of cinematic magic, our hearts beating in unison as we witnessed the epic saga of Star Wars unfold before us, a single drink shared between us—a symbol of our shared journey and mutual support.
As the wheel of life continued to turn, I found myself transitioning from the cocoon of sober living into a new abode just miles away—a step closer to fully reintegrating into the tapestry of everyday existence. It was in this liminal space, poised between my past and my future, that I began to seek employment—a bridge between my inner transformation and its outer expression in the world.
The Universe, in its infinite wisdom, presented me with two paths: Equinox and Abercrombie & Fitch. Each interview became a sacred ritual, a test of my newfound strength and an opportunity to alchemize my pain into purpose. I remember vividly the pilgrimage to Abercrombie & Fitch, seeking the perfect white polo—a symbol of purity and new beginnings—to wear to my Equinox interview in Woodland Hills. My friend, still walking beside me on this journey, became the chariot of the Divine, driving me to both interviews, His Universe working through the most unexpected channels.
Yet, even as I navigated these external opportunities, the echoes of my past threatened to overwhelm me. My dear friend, my companion in recovery, had succumbed to the siren call of relapse, leaving behind a wake of harsh words and abandonment. As I sat before my interviewers at both Equinox and Abercrombie & Fitch, I teetered on the precipice of tears, my heart heavy with the weight of loss and betrayal. But in that crucible of emotion, I discovered a wellspring of strength I never knew I possessed.
Drawing upon the Divine spark within me, I chose to transmute my pain into power. Each tear that threatened to fall became a droplet of determination, fueling my resolve to rise above the ashes of my past. In that sacred alchemy of the soul, I not only secured a position at Abercrombie & Fitch but also breathed life into my vision of Mitch Leyor, launching my boxer line with a professionalism born of adversity and spiritual awakening.
This morning's flood of emotions, triggered by the haunting melody of "Rooftop," served as a powerful reminder of the cyclical nature of our spiritual journey. It was a testament to the truth that our deepest wounds often become the fertile soil from which our greatest triumphs bloom. As I stood there, tears mingling with sweat, I felt a profound sense of gratitude wash over me—gratitude for the struggles that shaped me, the friendships that supported me, and the Divine guidance that never abandoned me.
In the grand tapestry of existence, every tear shed, every obstacle overcome, and every small victory celebrated weaves together to create a masterpiece of personal evolution. My journey from the depths of addiction to the heights of creative expression and professional success is not just a personal triumph—it is a universal story of the human spirit's capacity for resilience, transformation, and rebirth.
As I close my eyes and breathe deeply, I send a silent prayer of thanks to the Universe for this morning's revelation. I honor the path that brought me here, the souls who walked beside me, and even those who challenged me to grow. In this moment of clarity, I reaffirm my commitment to living authentically, to creating with purpose, and to sharing my journey with others who may find hope in my story.
For in the end, we are all interconnected threads in the cosmic weave, each of our experiences a vital part of the greater whole. And as we continue to awaken, to cry, to heal, and to create, we contribute to the evolution of collective consciousness—one heartbeat, one tear, one triumph at a time. The Universe, in its infinite wisdom, has woven our stories together, from the halls of Equinox to the aisles of Abercrombie & Fitch, reminding us that every moment, every choice, is an opportunity to align with our highest selves and fulfill our Divine purpose.
-Mitchell Royel