Setting Down Stealth Mode

For those of us heavily engaged in Lifestyle design, it can be tempting to feel like we’re cheating the system. I mean, obviously “they system” (as Tyler Durden and a slew of counter culture characters, fictional and living, have told us) is rigged… rigged to keep us unsatisfied, so we’ll buy stuff we can’t afford, and have to keep working, generally at jobs we’re not passionate about, which allows the system to produce more stuff to sell us because we’re unsatisfied with working all the time. Money and man hours keep getting fed to the machine. Continue reading “Setting Down Stealth Mode”

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On Walking Away…

I don’t know exactly where I’m headed.

I’ve gotten used to telling people “I’m getting in my car, and volunteering my way around the country”. I do believe that much to be true. But a specific itinerary? A list of must-see’s and must-do’s? The new-agey “clear positive future vision” pulling me forward? Nope. Mostly the misty mystery of the vast unknown.

Approximately the next week is known – it begins with a drive to help someone I love move from L.A. to Portland. The car is loaded with all our stuff, and we’re en route now. After that, there’s a few key special events and scattered reunions with other loved ones in the coming months, but mostly open time, for following the pull of the wind.

Today, on this first day out of Los Angeles, I’m amazed at the power of leaving. Continue reading “On Walking Away…”

Nightfall in Venice

The booming bass pouring through my subleased ceiling and rattling the framed mandala hanging on the wall has finally stopped.

My new friends who sell sunglasses and bottled drinks displayed on the gate in front of our house have loaded their wares back into the garage and gone home for the night.

The syncopated plunk of paddle tennis balls in the beachfront court just outside our door dwindled with the setting sun.

The throngs of tourists who criss cross wide eyed down our sidewalk all day have emptied back into their cars and freeways, taking souvenirs, sandy shoes, and memories of “freaky Venice” back into their normal lives.

And sitting on the balcony I get to call “ours” for the month, I marvel at the beautiful quiet I never realized Venice offered.

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It’s Hard to Write in L.A.

This won’t be my favorite blog post.

It seems there’s a good chance I won’t even like it when it’s done.

But I can’t let that stop me from writing it.

I’ve been in Los Angeles for the last 8 months. Yes, Los Angeles is my hometown, but in order to retain my sanity upon departing Bali, I had to first get clear that I wasn’t “going back home”.  This had to be a new chapter. Continue reading “It’s Hard to Write in L.A.”

Listen, I Need Sleep

“Idle hands are the devil’s workshop”, they say.

“Stay busy”, our culture teaches us, as a central touchstone of mental health.

But when you’ve made the choice to Lifecation, and you don’t necessarily have to fill your time with the demands of others, arbitrary busy-ness, for busy’s sake, doesn’t make sense. Continue reading “Listen, I Need Sleep”

Basic Mayan Calendar Mechanics

This post is going to be a little bit dense.  It is the second half of a two-part introduction to the Mayan Calendar. Part 1 is here.

Okay, so now you know my personal story of finding resonance with a new way of keeping time. Maybe you’re interested in exploring whether the Gregorian calendar is subtly encouraging you to make life harder than it has to be. Maybe you’re curious about what the Mayan calendar can tell you about your personality and purpose. Maybe you just like me enough to keep reading whatever I write (Thanks! I’m totally touched.) Whatever the case, let’s start to look a little deeper at this whole calendar thing. Continue reading “Basic Mayan Calendar Mechanics”

The Path of Entrepreneurship: Leaving the Kids

I’d been out of town for days, and there was no word from my administrative manager. She’d have an end-of-week report coming in tomorrow, according to the schedule we’d crafted, and she’d completed the beginning of the week account review, as she’d been doing for months now, but in between? Silence.

Could everything really be going that smoothly? Continue reading “The Path of Entrepreneurship: Leaving the Kids”

Chocolate Quakes

Last night a girl friend called to confide
That she’s probably leaving her long-term relationship.

I felt tired as we talked,
But didn’t see the monsters coming down the hall.

I didn’t notice the monsters creeping up from under my bed
Until I saw the empty chocolate wrappers
And realized I’d been scarfing.

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