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Hesitant Healer

When I was in my late 40s, I was looking at pictures of my younger self and I was suddenly struck with a question.

Where did my smile go?

As I looked at pictures of myself up to age 8 or so, I was always smiling.  A seemingly very happy child.  Then as I looked at pictures of me when I was older I noticed that my smile was less and less evident.

Now, I do have to say that I haven’t always liked to be on the subject side of the camera.

One year when I was around 6 years old my mother took my brother and me to a theme park. It was one of those western style parks that is more about walking around and learning than it is about rides and entertainment.  My mother wanted my brother and I to sit and have our photo taken with this new (at the time) technology that would take our photo and make it into a dot matrix photo (we still have it to this day).  I wasn’t having it. Having my photo taken was not something I was interested in. I will say this in the interest of time; I ended up with a new wallet with $2 inside. Not sure why that was my number but it worked out for each of us.

But that lack of interest in having my photo taken was not what was going on.  There was not only a lack of a smile from me in these photos but also a presence of sadness. One that I couldn’t understand at the time. One that I  struggled to figure out all those years later. 

It wasn’t until a few years after that first acknowledgment that something was off that I was able to figure out what was going on at that time. I hesitate to say that something was wrong; only that would actually be the correct word for what had happened. Something was different in my life and that was reflected in those photos. It wasn’t obvious to me or anyone in my life at the time. At least not something that anyone, myself included, would or could verbalize.

I had given up…

Given up on being my true self. Given up on working on figuring out how to walk on the path that was my calling. I struggled for so many years trying to figure out why I felt the way I felt about life and others and why I seemed to be so connected to people and their feelings.

I had to try to work out why I saw things that others appeared not to see. Why I heard and felt things that if I ever mentioned them to others I was told that I had a great imagination. I never would hear a word of encouragement, hell, to most it was seen as something to be shied away from.

I would occasionally hear comments like “Oh, he takes after Grandma” or “Yep, he has the Apache blood in him.” But that was the extent of it and then it would be dropped. As a young child that was struggling to deal with these things (at a time in my life when you just want to try to fit in as much as possible), it wasn’t something that I was too keen on exploring on my own and taking the chance of being called “strange” or being a kind of outcast to my family.

I had enough concerns already with being of mixed race and having to try to fit in with either one of them. I was not dark-skinned enough to be thought of as my Hispanic side and I wasn’t “white” enough to really be accepted on the other side.

Mind you this was my interpretation of growing up in a small farming town in 1970s California. Both sides of my family were loving and accepting and I love them all for that. This I can say looking back over five decades.

For that young boy that was dealing was something beyond these matters altogether, this just added more to his insecurities.  I feared my gifts (not that I would look at them as such or call them anything near that for many decades) and was sure that something was wrong with me.

As I went through life and the struggles that most of us go through at that young age I had enough.

I was afraid that I was crazy.

There it is.

There is the word.

Crazy.

Maybe that is too strong of a word at this point in the story. What is more of a realistic statement is that I was afraid that I would go crazy. Based on the things that were showing up in my life already it wouldn’t take too much to push me over the edge.

When you are sensitive to others’ feelings, thoughts, and emotions and you feel them deeply, it can be very scary.

Based on these feelings and everything else that was going on in my young life at the time, that is when I decided to give up. Giving up on my Path and giving up on learning to be my true self.

And that was the point that my smile went away. 

Jason Jurado
Jason Juradohttps://www.onepathcoaching.com/
Jason Jurado, owner of One Path Coaching, has dedicated his life to helping people craft lives filled with purpose, resilience, and fulfillment. With over a decade of experience as a certified Master Practitioner in NLP, Hypnosis, Time Line Therapy, and Polyvagal Theory, Jason brings an impressive blend of expertise and heartfelt passion to his work. A U.S. Marine Corps veteran, he draws on his unique life experiences—from training in martial arts and mindfulness practices as a young child to leading teams in corporate retail roles across HR and area management—to inspire and empower his clients. Jason's commitment to wellness runs deep. Having discovered meditation through martial arts at an early age, he has spent years mastering and integrating various mindfulness practices into his life and coaching. This dedication extends to his writing, a lifelong love that began with a childhood story about a family visit to the hospital. Over the years, Jason has written travel stories, fiction, and poetry, channeling his creativity and insights into thought-provoking pieces. More recently, he has devoted himself to writing about mental health, wellness, and spirituality, sharing articles with a growing online community. Since going full-time with One Path Coaching, Jason has published over 40 podcasts and video interviews on stress management, anxiety relief, and practical strategies to help people use NLP to shape their lives. He also offers free walking meditation classes every third Sunday in Winters, CA, and he works closely with veterans and first responders dealing with trauma and PTSD. With Jason, clients not only gain a coach—they find a guide who is deeply committed to their journey of personal transformation.

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