More Than One Road: Building a Life from Everything That Moves You

There’s a version of us that the world gets used to.

For me, a lot of people know the therapist. The speaker. The guy who sits with people in the hardest moments of their lives and helps them find their way back to themselves.

That’s real. That’s my calling. But it’s not the whole story.

If you really know me, you know there’s another thread running just as deep…Cars.

Old ones. Vintage racing ones. Beautiful ones. Esoteric three-year only versions of European machines with American engines and turtles as logos that only sold 99 examples in the mid- late-1960s and then went out of business (Gordon-Keeble, anyone?)...

Machines with history, soul, and fingerprints all over them.

Sitting here flipping through Petrolicious’ new monthly newspaper, it hit me again how much that part of me matters. Not as a hobby. As something that brings me fully alive.

And here’s the thing I’ve come to believe: We don’t find meaning by narrowing ourselves down to one identity. We find it by allowing the full range of what moves us to exist in the same life.

The work you do. The things you love. The parts of you that don’t “fit” neatly together.

That’s not a problem to solve. That’s a life to build.

Cars have taught me patience. Craft. Respect for process.

Therapy has taught me presence. Courage. Connection.

Different roads. Same destination: A life that feels like yours.

So if there’s something in you that lights up but doesn’t seem to match the rest of your life... please, on all that is holy - don’t push it aside. Follow it.

It might not just be an interest. It might be a piece of your purpose. Because meaning isn’t found in choosing one road and abandoning the rest. It’s found in the courage to hold all the parts of you that feel alive and build a life where they can coexist.

The work you do might be your anchor. But the things that make you come alive… those are your compass.

And if you’re paying attention, they’ll always point you home.