Friday, December 21, 2012

The End of the World.

I have to laugh...not just at myself but everyone...the end of the world came and went and here we are...all dressed up with no where to go...or at least I am. But seriously, what if the end of the world is today?  Then what?  is that it? The old cliche, "this is the way the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper."? I mean really. With all the things going on today those Mayans knew one thing for to make sure that we didn't forget how important our daily existence is.

Humans.  Sheesh. We really know how to imagine that we actually know anything at all about what the world is going to do or how the universe is going to act or what is actually going to take place.  Come on...really?  You think we really have ANY idea?  Ok yes, the glaciers are melting and there is a meteor out there somewhere passing very close to earth (something like 2 billion miles close) and the new Tsunami warning signs are up everywhere just in case and the ozone is failing, and super storms will ravage us more often than not now, and the internet will take over and the computers will destroy the humans...come on...really?  Oh and the earthquakes...

Humans like to pretend they can predict and control, but haven't we learned that this is just not true?

What we can control is our interaction with each other and our own actions....let's just start there...let's start with getting up in the morning and taking responsibility for how we think, act, speak and play.  Let's take responsibility for our fellow human beings....that we CAN control.

The Mayans were merely the most advanced society at the time who were simply trying to find a way to explain and control the destiny of the world and the people in I know this whole thing wasn't about the world ending, but of course, that is all you hear about. Maybe once again, the product of our media has completely squashed the meaning of life and sensationalized it into a summer movie with big explosions and therefore eclipsed the actual message of the for today and shift your love and energy and remember to be your most amazing self each day...because trust me, the world will end...some day...

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

The Doing

The Doing...the simple mantra I am living by right is the doing...each day. Things are taking shape because of the doing. I am learning because of the doing. I am seeing because of the doing. I am tired because of the doing. I am excited because of the doing. I am frustrated because of the doing. I am inspired because of the doing. I am confused because of the doing. I am motivated because of the doing. I am empowered because of the doing. I am anxious because of the doing. I am nervous because of the doing. I am proud because of the doing. I am me because of the doing.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

The Run

I haven't actually written something longer than a quote in a while...partly because I was tired...tired of writing. The creative life that we lead has a way of choosing which forms take a rest for while and although i am aware of my actions in being on this blog on a daily basis if possible, the full writing exercise has been asleep and resting for a while. I awake now to write about a journey that i am on. One that has scared me and put me in a place of great emotion and challenge.  For some it may seem trivial, but in this life we lead now of supreme convenience, ease, and loss of identity, purpose and intent, it is a journey that i must take, to live, to survive or maybe to just prove that i still can. That I can do it. That i can take the steps needed to accomplish a crazy goal that only i can accomplish and in doing so prove to myself that i am alive and full of passion and purpose and love.

I am running a marathon. For those of you who know me, you know that running has never been a favorite of mine and i can't without full purpose claim that it is now, but running has grown on me as each day presents a new triumph towards the peak of the mountain. In my life, i don't know if i have ever put forth a goal so specific and for me this is the most important lesson that i am striving to learn...that this goal is about the doing, about the daily journey, the small steps, the difficult moments, and the ultimate end result that drives us forward and, in the end, that result is merely the shining moment of all the work.

It is the analogy i need for my art and for my life to remember that each day is a training day. A day to contemplate and to take it in small strides and to breathe and be filled with an inner strength.

It has been 13 weeks of training.  Halfway through a 26 week training schedule that has me running 4 times a week in small increments.  So far the longest run I have completed is 6.2 miles in my first 10k ever and the run was, for me, something that i have never experienced.  Amidst the 2200 people running around me, it was quiet except for my breathing and the sound of my feet. For runners out there i am sure this is not a new feeling but for me the surprising joy i felt when i ran and crossed the line has been missing in my life for some time as an athlete.

I now find myself thinking and dreaming about the marathon and when i do it is extremely emotional because i know that no one is going to run it for me. No one can train for me. No one can go through the potential suffering that will be endured. I know that each step i take now in the journey is one step closer to that goal, but i must remember that the marathon is not the goal. The goal is the journey, the run, the sweet sound of the ground beneath my feet.

I used to think runners were crazy especially marathon runners, but i am proved wrong and i have found an ultimate respect for the runners out there in every shape and size and I get it.  I get it.

I am training alone. I don't run with a group yet. I run alone. Most have said it is harder to run alone so maybe that is why i do it, but i love it. I can't say that i won't run with others and enjoy it, but the aloneness is part of the journey for me.  No distractions.

I don't want this to sound like i wrote it to brag. I am writing this to share my fear. To share my doubt. To share the terror i actually have of this huge looming day, which i know in the end will only be a day. A day that i will live through and cherish no matter what because the journey is the gift.  To some this may seem petty, and i am aware that there are bigger things in life, but ultimately we all need this journey, however it presents itself in our lives.  We must take the small steps and be happy with them and know that this journey makes us strong and in the end we are the only ones who can take the step.

I don't know why i met the man in the mountains who opened my eyes to the marathon. I don't know if he was an angel or a demon. I don't know if i am running away from them or to them, but i inherently feel that i am running with them.

Friday, December 7, 2012

Thursday, December 6, 2012


He was standing on the street corner waiting patiently....while the heavens were passing.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Tuesday, December 4, 2012


Lest we forget that we aren't the only ones who contemplate the world around us...