Particles of Wisdom

IMG_0004I don’t know if it’s something to do with getting older or maybe it’s just that time of year, but I find myself searching for something.  I don’t know what that “something” is yet.  So I’m doing my best to be in a mindful state as much as possible, waiting for the universe to reveal particles of wisdom.  I hope I’ll recognize them when they appear.

Writing has always been a passion of mine.  I used to write a blog every Sunday morning back when MySpace was the cool place to be.  I’d write about anything and everything on my mind, including some of the guys I was dating after my divorce.  A few of the guys I wrote of were flattered; others not so much.

Years later I find I don’t know what to write about.  I took an online blogging course to help me find direction and gather tools for posting blogs.  People (like Seth Godin) come along with some very insightful blogs which prompt deep thought.  I find myself wondering what it really is I’m trying to do.  What is my purpose in blogging?  What wisdom am I trying to impart?  And I’m lost – I don’t really know.

I feel like the universe is nudging me along.  Since last summer I have reacquainted myself with things I used to love when I was much younger.  Metaphysical things.  Reading about different religions.  Reminding myself how much I love music and writing.

So maybe my purpose is to write about my journey?  I’m not sure yet.  I’m hoping the universe, and time, will tell.

Until then, I’ll sip my morning coffee on Sundays and work on redeveloping the weekly blog posts.  See you next week?

“What to do when it’s Your Turn”

I received copies of Seth Godin’s latest book, “What to do when it’s Your Turn” yesterday.  By the end of the evening I had finished reading it.  I highly recommend it.

Seth Godin has a way with words.  He has a way with getting his point across.  My takeaway after reading the book – and I emphasize that it’s my takeaway – is that I have to stop waiting for everything to be “perfect” before I tackle the things on my bucket list.  I’ve been waiting for “my turn” – for the feeling that the stars are perfectly aligned, that I’ve practiced as much as any human can practice, and that I will be received well when I finally take that plunge.  It doesn’t matter whether it’s the novel I want to publish or the songs I want to sing in front of a coffee house crowd.  It doesn’t matter if it’s giving the killer presentation at work that causes everyone to walk away nodding their head in agreement with what I had to say.  No matter what “it” is, I just have to do it and accept that I may win or I may not.

In reality, I’ll win either way (in spite of my hesitation).