i. the calling
every interface gives you a choice
every interface — every single interaction with an interface — hands the user a choice. to meet your product from love, or to meet it from fear. there is no third option. there is no neutral screen.
every choice inside an interface comes back to four questions.
- 01does this help me feel safe?
- 02does this help me understand?
- 03does this help me act?
- 04does this help me remember who i am?
what that looks like today, with AI in the picture, is an interface that learns who it is talking to. not what you click. not what you buy. not how long you stare at something. an interface that remembers the human being on the other side — and remembers across more than one app.
that is what i see the AI world fixing. not productivity. not speed. not “do more with less.” i see it fixing the fear that technology has put into people who never felt it was made for them.
i put myself in the shoes of my nana. you hand her a new iPhone. what is that like for her? does it create confusion, and conflict, and a small hot shame? or does it let her be her very best self, the way it lets me be mine — with the things that matter written down right there, secure, simple, and hers when she reaches for them.
“that is design. that is love made visible.”
ii. the confession
the ego dressed up as purpose
i am not a forty-hour-a-week-for-one-person thing. i will never be that. it is not in my blood and it is not what i am called to do.
i spent three years as a lead front-end engineer, and the word lead got tossed around as if it meant something. as if it made me more worthy of your flattery, and your praise, and your attention, and your valuation of me.
when i am honest, that is what the ego wants. it wants to be seen. it wants to be special. it wants to be chosen. it wants to be validated so badly that it will dress fear up as ambition, as productivity, as leadership, as excellence, as responsibility. even as purpose.
it does not look like fear in the moment. it is fear.
“in any instant, the question is simple — is this love, or is this fear?”
iii. the surrender
free me from me
sin is not me doing something wrong. sin is lovelessness. it is my lack of loving thoughts. it is the moment i forget what i am and what you are.
what i bring, when i forget, is scarcity. fear. not enough. the desperate need for validation — and when the validation comes there is always something next. always some better version of me i am trying to become, instead of receiving the one that is already here.
so i surrender the form. who responds. who approves. who understands. who thinks i am crazy, who thinks i am brilliant, who thinks i am too much, who thinks i am not enough. i hand all of it back, and i say: help me forget me. free me from me.
and then things flow. because i recognize someone else as me.
“a miracle is just the natural result of love.”
iv. the holy instant
what would love have me do?
the holy instant is when i catch myself in the fear mind, and stop, and ask to see it another way.
what would love have me say? where would love have me go? who would love have me talk to? what would love have me do, and when would love have me do it?
there are only two questions worth my consideration right now. the rest is simple.
“who am i? and what am i here for?”
v. the miracle
what happened Sunday
i did not manufacture it. i did not strategize it. i did not network my way into it. i followed the loving thought and i talked to the person in front of me.
i met Mike. i saw him. i loved him. i listened. and then somehow i am texting Doug, Ryan and Ethan from Red Rocks Austin, because this drummer from Kill Tony is asking to be part of something.
that is the miracle. not whether it works. not whether the outcome becomes the exact story my ego wants to tell about it later.
i was not trying to prove anything. i was not trying to extract anything. i was not using anyone as a step into a future identity. i was just there. and love moved.
“the miracle is that i was available.”
vi. the interface
the world i’m building
a world where the interface does not make you feel stupid. where technology does not make you feel behind. where AI does not replace the human soul, but protects the human nervous system. where the machine remembers the details, so the person can remember their divinity.
“a world where software becomes less like a maze and more like a prayer.”
the prayer
- i remember you.
- i know what matters to you.
- you are safe here.
- you are not behind.
- you are not broken.
- you are not too late.
- you are loved.
vii. the calling
that is my calling
to build interfaces that choose love. to build systems that reduce fear. to build AI that does not merely answer questions, but helps people ask the only questions that matter:
who am i? what am i here for? and how can i love the person in front of me right now?
because love is miraculous. and when i stop trying to be the miracle worker, and simply become willing to be used by love, the miracle is already happening.
“love is miraculous.”
