One of my biggest wins in the Game of Life was tossing out the wannabe rulebook like a slam dunk while simultaneously debunking it. I’ve been playing life on “light” mode and somehow getting away with it—sometimes it’s my calm center that lets me spot the comedy in the tragedies. I had to unlearn all the rules to create my own rulebook: reverently irreverent, a little messy at times, but perfectly tuned to my life. I read signs, take guidance from spirits and angels, receive messages as a channeler/medium about what’s coming next, and have a zillion playful rituals that make engaging with this world a joy. Call me a shaman if you like—it’s a role I love, not a title. I play two main games: one, I fill my day with wins by stacking microgames in my favor and leaning into the parts meant for me; two, I reframe tasks I dislike into opportunities to shine my own light.