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Zorba, Unfiltered

Updated: Jul 28

On the quiet rebellion of moving before you're ready


The Cage of Thought

You plan

You analyze

You ask yourself if it's the right time, way, or version of you

And then someone like Zorba walks into your life

Barefoot

Laughing

Bursting with hunger for the now

And suddenly, your logic feels like a cage

You didn't know you were inside

Zorba, Unfiltered

Lessons from the Unfiltered

In Zorba the Greek, a cautious narrator meets his opposite

Zorba is wild, physical, hungry for life

He sings when others stay silent

He laughs at sorrow

He dances grief into motion

Zorba doesn't seek meaning in ideas

He finds it in the embodiment

Not in certainty

But in being fully alive

Even in chaos

He doesn't need to explain joy

He becomes it


Back to the Body

Many of us learned to value caution

To prove our worth with reason

To shrink our happiness until it's acceptable

But aliveness doesn't wait for perfection

It asks you to show up

In the middle of your mess

With both feet in the dirt

And one hand reaching for music

Zorba doesn't call us to abandon thought

He calls us to remember the body knows, too


Questions to Reflect On

When was the last time I acted without calculating

Where have I traded experience for control

What part of me still believes I have to earn joy

What would one unfiltered moment of being look like today


I was happy; I knew that. While experiencing happiness, we have difficulty in being conscious of it. Only when the happiness is past, and we look back on it, do we suddenly realize, sometimes with astonishment, how happy we had been

Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek


You don't need to explain your joy

You only need to feel it

Before it turns into a memory

Before it folds back into the body

As something you almost allowed

Joy is not the prize

It's the permission to be fully here

Even before you understand why

You were made to move

Even when meaning hasn't arrived

You're invited to try this lightly

Download The Zorba Shift

And meet the part of you that never stopped dancing


 
 
 

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