Dare to follow your dream…

I have found that it is in the familiar surroundings that I am far more distracted. Distraction is a major problem in everybody’s life.

Last night, I had a visit from a former student.  She chose to leave the east coast, alone in her car, to follow her dream.  Packed inside and onto the back of her car were all of her worldly belongings, or all that she perceived that she needs to make it here in California.  

She is blessed with a beautiful voice and a delightful personality.  After graduating from high school, she found herself in a number of service jobs, mostly as a waitress and a bartender.  She never really focused on her own talent.  Now, she is throwing caution to the wind and trying to find out just who she is and what is the purpose for her life here on Earth.

Leaving everything that you know is hard.  Family and friends who have put down roots probably will never understand the yearning that one has to really make a unique contribution to the world.  Today, it is not necessarily a place but a frame of mind.  Still, a change of scenery couldn’t hurt.  

I have found that it is in the familiar surroundings that I am far more distracted.  Distraction is a major problem in everybody’s life.  Sometimes you can make distractions a convenient excuse for not doing the work that you should have already done on the front end…and that is clarifying your goals.  I was about to put on my teacher hat and preach this message to my former student.  Instead, maybe I should take my own advice.  

Hence forth, my goals will be articulated. My distractions will have solutions related to triggers. I will trigger myself to do something much more productive and in line with my goals. This will allow me to lead a much more congruent life.

Morning Mood

Like most people who are transplants from other parts of the country, I make a big deal about this climate. The people who live here all year round are oblivious to awesome this daily experience.

Warm Winter Mornig

A couple of days ago, it rained.  Over my life in New Jersey, particularly in the last 10 years, rain affected my days in negative ways.  I had a love affair with bicycling to work everyday.  Rain was my enemy.  I now have the freedom to bike everyday, or so I thought.

Just one day of rain is unusual here in the desert.  Recently, it rained two days in a row.  The slow, consistent rain accumulated to about 1/2 inch overall.  It also allowed for much more in the nearby mountains.  That rain fell as snow.  

While I hate the idea that I had to suspend my biking to work for the last several days, I am thrilled that I was able to ride this morning for enjoyment.  I was wearing shorts at 9:30 AM and delighting in the fact that I can see the snow covered mountains, but I don’t have to deal with the snow that affected my commute in New Jersey.

Like most people who are transplants from other parts of the country, I make a big deal about this climate.  The people who live here all year round are oblivious to awesome this daily experience.  I hope that I never lose my appreciation for where I am living and how lucky I am to live right here, right now.

Mount San Jacinto

My First Post In 5.0

Well, this is a little different. OK. It’s a lot different.

Well, this is a little different.  OK. It’s a lot different. I just had to try it after upgrading my WordPress to 5.0.  Now, I am going to have to make my content so much richer.  Challenge accepted. Bring on the Guttenberg editor.

Last Post Before Guttenburg

If you believe what they are saying…my next post will be on the new editor for WordPress.  We’ll see.