Perspect!

Gosh, it is beyond me how I can walk away from this blog for a few months and not write a single word, then check the hits and see that there is still quite a lot of activity, nearly 100 hits per day on some of the strangest posts, over 800 entries now after five years of blogging.  So, I figure an update is in order, even though I have no clear idea of who my followers are or what it is they really need to know or what they might find interesting. 

I suppose I will start with the basics of how I get inspired to write, the art and expression thing that references my life and how I put it into perspective.

This is usually a winter sport and it does take a bit of adjustment, writing and pontificating on matters of interest to me; matters that I can rescue with perspective and get to the root of.  Getting into the habit of writing this thing; a process of discipline and buildup of things that take my interest (or piss me off)--this has been the way it has been in the past, anyway. 

Interesting enough, I am having a tough time getting worked up about anything lately, a good thing. This in the wake of selling a couple of businesses, starting a new one with a heck of a lot smarter people than me.  Perhaps I have some peace.  It feels a little strange, and for once in a long time, I am not all that centered on building an empire of sorts.  Fact is, I think I have had a break though in a couple areas in my life.  Perhaps I am going soft. 

"Well la-di-friggin-da, Ralph!"  Who gives a crap about your breakthrough, your strife, your perspective, your intuition, your "run-to-the-front" broadcast of anything persevered? 

And that seems entirely fair. Who does really give a crap?--and why do I feel that anything that I have to say is relevant or important enough to share?  Well, you're reading this...

I talk a lot about the journey, the path, the raising of the hand and the first step embarked upon.  This in reference to the alternative, any thing that sounds boring to me.  Without the excitement of a jumping off point, the excitement of the unknown, the fear of the abyss, well, I am not sure I would have done much of anything.  I needed that then, not so much now; perspective.

Regardless, I am indeed a thrill seeker, and I am not all that sure that it was a total plus, looking back.  The need for thrill, and the use of my acquired adaptation skills has been the catalyst for multiple "trips", multiple "journeys" that have certainly taught me a thing or two about life in general.  I regret having hurt anybody along the way, I truly do, but I have also gotten my ass kicked a couple times.  We all do.

Everyone's a little different.  Some folks are a lot more calculated, a lot less spontaneous, academic.  To me, there is nothing more interesting than committing first, then figuring out the puzzle along the way. Ready, shoot, aim--Perseverance.  I am convinced that this has been the work-out, the exercise that conditioned my brain to see things in a certain perspective, and the result was a keener sense of intuition.  Academics have never been my bag, making mistakes and learning from them, golden.

The cool thing and the most interesting--I have jumped from culture to culture, groups of people with common interests to other groups of people with common interests, in order to understand a thing or two about peoples passions, what makes them happy, what makes them mad.  It has been quite interesting really: music, active living, food/nutrition, Eco-focus, spiritualism; these are my cultural pillars and they are distinctive in their attitudes, activities and habits.

Now that I have shed a lot of that which has been weighting me down, the 13 years of boot-strap business method that, had I not sought help from those smarter than me, I would not have started another amazing new journey.

The best journey:  The ifyouknowhatimtalkinbout.