The Beginning of Change

 

 

Fraternity life had been wearing me down—the drinking, the drugs, the junk food. And, above all, the constant pressure to fit in. I was a sophomore living in the frat house, and I still remember the exact room where everything began to change.

 

I knew I was different. I didn’t fit in—not really. Maybe I was born different, or maybe I had just grown into someone who no longer aligned with that lifestyle. My body didn’t respond well to the abuse, and I was beginning to realize the lifestyle I had adopted simply wasn’t sustainable. But I wasn’t alone in this feeling.

 

Back then, it was a competition: who could handle the most, do the most, push their body the hardest. I’ve always been a lightweight—something I didn’t fully understand at the time. I was overloading my system, all in a desperate attempt to fit in and appear “successful.” And success wasn’t just about grades or academics; it was about social currency.

 

That whole year was brutal. Something had to give.

 

 

 

The Awakening

 

Eventually, there was a shift. The upperclassmen graduated, and suddenly, I had space—space to breathe, to think, to pull away from the pack. It was around that time, in 2006, that I stumbled upon Natural Cures “They” Don’t Want You To Know About. It cracked open a new perspective for me. I began to lose weight and feel better, physically and mentally—but more importantly, my worldview changed.

 

I saw our modern healthcare system for what it was: not just broken, but profiting from disease. It wasn’t about healing; it was about managing symptoms. The drugs, the procedures—they weren’t solving the root of the problem. In many cases, they were making things worse.

 

 

 

A New Purpose

 

By the time I became a senior, I couldn’t unsee what I had seen. I was dismayed. Our world seemed to be built on a lie. Sickness was one of the most profitable industries in existence, and almost no one was talking about it. I knew I couldn’t go back to living a “normal” life. I needed to do something more than just find a job and punch the clock.

 

And so, the Organization of Eternal Community (OEC) was born.

 

But the dream had to be shelved—for a while. My professors couldn’t grasp the vision. What was meant to be my special project turned into something much smaller: Gym N’ Juice, a class project that earned me a diploma, but didn’t feed my soul.

 

 

 

A Series of Escapes

 

I kept trying to find my place.

 

First, I became a manager at a retail nutrition store. It seemed like a natural fit, but I didn’t believe in 99% of the products. I was good at the job, but not invested. The OEC lingered in the background, always in the back of my mind.

 

Next, I became a banker. Then I tried to escape again—this time to a farm in California. I thought I had everything planned, but I failed again. Tail between my legs, I returned to city life. Los Angeles became home. I tried another bank. Same story. Wash, rinse, repeat.

 

I found success in every job I took—but none of them filled the deep need to make a real difference. None of them addressed the root issues I cared about. Health care, wellness, purpose—they were missing. All that remained was money and sales.

 

 

 

Full Circle

 

Fast forward to 2025—almost 20 years after the creation of the OEC. I’ve been out of the sales game for nearly five years. In that time, I’ve learned more than I ever thought possible about health, wellness, spirituality, and the world at large.

 

I’ve tried just about everything under the sun. And now, it’s time to share it.

 

OrganizationOfEternalCommunity.com will be the home for everything I’ve learned—a hub for health, wellness, spirituality, community, and whatever else I believe can make a real and lasting impact.

 

This is only the beginning.