“What man actually needs is not a tensionless state but rather the striving and struggling for a worthwhile goal, a freely chosen task.”

~ Viktor Frankl

I want to go to the extraordinary and beyond the ordinary. Tres simple, n'est pas?

I have such fertile ground. I want to keep tilling it and watch my crops grow.

To this…

It’s morning time

Interesting…

One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.

Friedrich Nietzsche (1844 – 1900) Source: Thus Spoke Zarathustra: A Book for All and None

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Throughout this, I see the perspectives of others.

For me, they are:

Go beyond

Be better

Good morning

Namaste

I shake my head at what I feel and what I can do. Merely writing about it can’t do it justice.

The celebration will continue overnight, and in the morning.

Goodnight

Thank you for this

Namaste

I’m not an overly religious person, but I seek inspiration where I can find it. And this speaks to me.

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Don’t Be Limited by the System

Do you ever feel like you are limited by the system of this world? You go to work, get a paycheck, and that determines your limits. Maybe you have dreams and desires, but you don’t feel like you have the right connections. Or maybe you don’t have the right education. It’s tempting to think, “I’ll never rise any higher. I’m limited to the system that I’m in.” But you have to remember, God likes to go outside the system! He likes to do unusual, extraordinary things. You may have a dream in your heart that’s bigger than your finances. It’s bigger than your education, bigger than anything that your family has ever done. And it’s easy to think, “Well, I don’t have the expertise. I don’t have the connections. I don’t have the right people behind me.” It may be bigger than your system but be encouraged today. You may not have the right connections but you have God—you and God are a majority! Your dream is not dependent on other people. God loves to take ordinary people and use them to do extraordinary things. You have not seen your best days yet. No matter where you are in life, no matter what environment you’re in, no matter how impossible your dreams may seem. You need to know God already has a plan. He already has a way. If you will stay in faith God will go outside the system and take you places that you never thought possible! He’ll take you way beyond your system and you live the life of victory He has in store!

But….

To me, it’s not about a conquest. And I don’t have foes. What I like is the sentiment behind it.

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Conquer your foe by force, you increase his enmity; conquer by love, and you will reap no after-sorrow.

-Fo-Sho-Hing-Tsan-King From “365 Buddha: Daily Meditations,” edited by Jeff Schmidt. Reprinted by arrangement with Tarcher/Putnam, a division of Penguin Putnam Inc.

I was worried.

Months ago, I wondered if the energy I felt would go away. I even worried about losing this power, this energy a few weeks ago.
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Rocket scientists use gravity assist, or a “slingshot” to boost rockets and satellites into higher orbits, and off into deep space.
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This morning I felt an invisible gravity assist lift me into a higher orbit. I don’t question it, it’s there. Then, this evening, two words gave me another boost.

Fabulous, indeed.
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I allow myself to worry. To feel angst, sadness, tears. I let them in, and then they leave. They are never permanent guests. Energy, warmth, spirit, always–always–overtake them.

When I write, I celebrate. This is a celebration of who I am as a man, as a human being. But it’s more than that, more than me. It’s a celebration of all the things–my heart, soul, my spirit–that I can give to someone else. And I celebrate every day. Not out of anger, or stubbornness, or arrogance. I celebrate because I have something that is wonderful.

My writing is the manifestation of the magic that lies inside of me. The magic that yearns to be free. The magic that yearns to give. The magic that has always been there.

As I have said before, I’m a slow starter–but a great finisher.

I love ideas. Things, concepts, thoughts, people that spark innovation, revolution and evolution. When I get an idea, the smirk and the twinkle I get must be seen.

Read everything I have written. It's fair to ask this of me:  Am I being delusional?

I want to sit on the beach in the morning sun, watch the waves from distant lands wash against the shore. I want to cry, not tears of sadness, but tears of joy. At what I feel and what I can accomplish. Tears of potential.

I just want to say it.

Thank you.

To be bursting at the seams.

On my way to work this morning, I’ll pass it, as I do every morning. The billboard sits alongside the turnpike on the eastern spur, and even though the bridge is 100 or so feet off the ground, the pole it sits on reaches above the road, so drivers can see it. It’s an ad for some health-care company. Its message:

There’s a lot of heart here.

Yes there is.

I saw this article from CNN (hat tip here), and I’m a little pissed.

Plainly, it’s bullshit.

I’m not perfect, I stumble, yes, but I try my best. But I’m sick and tired of these stories about how dumb, stupid, idiotic and insane men are. I’m tired of being put in a box I don’t belong in. I’m tired of limits and stereotypes, and being told by society that that’s all your capable of being. I want to go beyond what people think I can do. I know I can go beyond it.

To me, the article says that you’re one of these 10 types, and that’s all you’ll ever be.

No.

All I’ve been talking about for days and weeks and months is potential and possibilities. Being more that myself. Greater than myself. This article wants to put me in a box that can’t possibly hold all the things I am and can be.

I am capable of being more than the article says I am. I do more.

Capabilities, possibilities, potential. All right where I left them last night. Ready to be picked up. Ready to be.

Good morning.

Namaste.

There is value in me standing still, just for a moment. Like a snow globe that has been shaken, I let the flakes fall gently to the bottom to see what is there.

What remains is good, strong, a joy to behold.

Then, I can be loud again.

See this? I’ve been doing this a lot over the past few days. And it feels good. I did it to center me and to say thank you. And often with a smile. I shake my head in wonder and amazement at what I feel. Oh, to share this state.

I’ve called what I feel indescribable. Let’s try to describe it.

It’s warm, luxuriant, inviting, sensuous, open.

Amazing.

As I sit here, I give a lot to myself. I remember who I am. I’ll always remember that. I will remember myself as I give myself to others.

I feel good inside this morning. I feel good about what I can do, what I can give, what I can accomplish, for myself and for others. My heart, my soul, my spirit pours forth.

Thank you.

Good morning.

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Listen my children, and you shall hear…

Seeds. Lots of seeds.

Why do I seem to write about the same thing every single day?

Because over the past few days, weeks, months, I have been transformed. Reborn. Rediscovered. I was capable of so much before. I had always gone above and beyond before. And now, I continue to move higher and higher. Before I had a lot in me, always ready to give. Now, it yearns more than ever to be free and loose in the world.

We all have seeds in us that sometimes get covered over from time to time. Then along comes someone to uncover them, water them, nourish them. And we are grateful for them and their compassion. Thank you.

It may sometimes seem like I can’t let go, or I am obsessed. I am beyond those trifling emotions. What has happened to me has been transformational. Every single day my heart bursts with potential, possibilities, capabilities beyond that of just the material. I feel like I can do more, not just for myself, but for others. I talk so much about giving. Because that is what I want to do. I can sit still and feel the energy rushing from me like a waterfall, ready to nourish someone.

There lies in me so much that wants to rush out, and I let it. To contain it would drive me nuts. This feeling of potential, of possibilities, is indescribable. It truly is. Maybe, it’s like going tubing down a river on a warm summer day, sun warming your skin and your soul. Or like eagles flying in the thermals overhead. Or those dolphins gliding under the warm sea.

I feel like I am capable of everything. Doing, being, becoming everything. I want to showcase what I am and what I can be. I can be so much, that it makes me smile. I still yearn to be so much, everything, for someone. To nourish and nurture a woman the same way I am, and continue to be, nourished and nurtured.

So every day, it’s the same joyous, wonderful, beautiful, amazing song. My capacities for being more than, and better than, grow. Every day, I go a little bit beyond. I love this. I want to go beyond, for more than myself.

This is my story, this is my song.

Thank you.

Namaste.

I go to bed tonight feeling wonderful. Feeling like I have so much, and have so much to give. Good night.

I probably won’t marry an American woman. It’s hard for me to see it happening. It comes from years of experiences here and abroad.

I love this message from our old friend….

Which is the best example to follow?

Dov Beer of Mezeritch was asked:

‘Which is the best example to follow? That of the pious man who dedicates his life to God without ever asking why, or that of the erudite man, who tries to understand the will of the Almighty?’

‘The best example to follow is that of the child,’ replied Dov Beer.

‘But a child knows nothing. It doesn’t even understand what reality is!’ was the general response.

‘There you are much mistaken, because the child has four qualities that we should never forget. A child is always happy for no reason. A child is always busy. When a child wants something, he or she shows great persistence and determination in demanding that thing. Lastly, a child is always very quick to stop crying.’

And call me coach.

I want a lot, and yet, so little at the same time. But I want to give so much more. I want heart and soul and spirit and love. I want to give more heart, more soul, more spirit, more love than I receive. It is just the way I am. My capacity is overwhelming.

Yet I am so thankful and grateful to have these gifts bestowed upon me.

(There are times when I write I feel the words, the emotions the feelings rushing like a waterfall.)

I want gold, yes. But only so I can give platinum.

I’ll be on the highway in about an hour. And as I pass people, and people pass me, I’ll notice how drivers grip their steering wheels. It’s usually something akin to a vulcan death grip. Maybe it’s stress, maybe they weren’t trained properly.
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When I started out driving, I had the same kind of grip. My mom said to relax, stop stressing out and stop being nervous. Of course, mom was right.
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Today, I have a very relaxed grip on the wheel. Maybe too relaxed. I hook my left thumb and index finger around the wheel and guide the car, making small corrections as needed. Relaxed, loose, but ready to react when the occasion calls for it.
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That’s what I am in life. Or at least, strive for. Relaxed, but ready.

There is sadness in where I lack, but there is joy in what I have in abundance, joy in my ability to give it. This is the most incredible feeling. I’m sad that I can only write about it, and not give all the heart, the spirit, the soul, that I have.

I am grateful for this abundance of heart, spirit and soul.

I am grateful for this beautiful feeling I have now, and I’m grateful for the source of these words and feelings.

Through my words, I am trying to bring light into the world.

As I say goodnight, the light doesn’t shut down. It continues to burn bright.