The Shadow Hunter

This blog post on love was inspired by a tattoo.  Random, as far inspiration goes, but you'll see its significance soon.  Rewinding back in time to about 2010, let me set the scene: I was a 24 year old (rather clueless) grad student, living in the Catholic Financial Life tower on Marquette's campus.  I was in school to get my MBA and I was working for the university as a graduate assistant in the marketing research department, so it made sense for me to live on campus -- in a high rise building that was half insurance company, half apartment building.  What I didn't realize at this time, is that I would meet someone I really, truly loved in the most RANDOM of places: the security desk.  And before I get too deep, this is not a romantic love story. No, this is about the kind of love that was born from a deep, mutual respect.  A soul connection.  The kind of unconditional love that people tell you isn't real...I promise you, it is. The story begins in the lobby. With a p

Let me ask you a question. If I were to ask you — who are you? ….what would you tell me? I bet many of you would look at me and tell me what you do for a living.   Or what success you have achieved in life.   Or about your family.  Where you come from. All of this is incredible, and absolutely a part of who you are.   But I want to challenge you to go a little deeper...to the root of it all.  You ready? Let’s start….by taking it ALL off.  (Ooo!) (Do I have your attention now?! Just kidding!) Ok.... Take off all the “titles” from work…director, CEO, manager, etc.   Take off the  familial “roles” you play…mother/father/sister/brother/son/daughter… remove it all.     If you took off the school diplomas. Your religious affiliation.   Your age.   The zip code you live in.   Your political affiliation.   Any box that society uses to “define” you — remove it.   All of it.   Alright, let me ask again.   Who are you now? You would tell me...well…I am…ME.   I am my beliefs.   I am my values.