Sometimes yes is upstream and no is going with the flow. I find it heroic to go with the flow. The spontaneous journey I spoke of was altered to align with my vibe and preexisting plans of travel in another direction. But the whole invincibility thing -- the being, having, doing anything you want -- got me thinking about relocating which bounced thoughts around in my head of New Zealand. Doing this kind of thinking before bed definitely influences dreams. One of mine was being stranded on a deserted island. I awoke to a 'what if' I was really stranded on a deserted island. Kinda freaked me out but made me wonder: What if I had the option of only bringing one person or thing with me what would that be? The answer came very quickly. I'd bring a pilot. And because I'm equitable, the pilot would also get to bring a person or a thing. And he would bring his plane (fully fueled, of course) because that would be the answer of any good pilot and I'd need a good pilot. Having nothing to do with the whole Amelia Earhart mystery, he would be a he because he'd also have amazing guns to lift and move things (things that are already on the island) that I could not. And though delicious to look at, he would be gay and fully mobile and I would not question his absences knowing some were due to him picking my children up to deliver them to me. Of course, this is set in the future when they are living happy lives of their own. Because, Now, I'm saying no to making time for such exotic extended vacations...and I'm good with that.
I'm not saying that you should create a superhero identity for yourself and embark on a campaign to combat injustice. But if you've ever wondered whether the life of a costumed crusader is right for you, it's an excellent time to experiment. Your courage will be expanding in the coming weeks. Your craving for adventure will be strong, too. Even more importantly, your hunger to do good deeds that reach beyond your own self-interest will be growing. Interested? Check out the Superhero Supply website to get yourself operational. It's here. -- Rob
Wow.I've been pretending to be my own superhero so this comes at quite a timely time. I totally want to buy the travel-sized forcefield of invincibility that I saw here. That could be a really sweet device. Especially since I've been invited to spontaneously travel. Spontaneity is my Kryptonite. I like to plan. I like to organize.*I like my @#$% together. I like those things because they feel good to me. No other reason. If I say Yes, I will be stepping out of my own self-interest...for the greater good...maybe. Perhaps, I will even rescue myself from a vibe I have not mastered clearing. Adventure into some serious R&R. I wonder if I could take an invisible plane?
*Uh...k...I'm not that organized.
I didn't think it was possible, but paranoid visions of doom and gloom have become even more popular in the past few years than ever before. Apocalypse-watching is no longer a fringe hobby reserved for conspiracy fetishists; it has gone mainstream. And yet here I am in the midst of the supposed mayhem, babbling my eccentric ideas about how we are living in the single most wonderful time in the history of civilization. So let me ask you a crucial question, especially if you're one of the millions of normal people who believes that cynicism is a supreme sign of intelligence: Do you really want to be getting your fortune told by a rebel optimist like me? You should know that all my horoscopes are rooted in the hypothesis that expecting the best makes you happier, safer, kinder, wilder, stronger, and smarter. What happens in the coming weeks will, in my opinion, be dramatic proof of that. --
Rob
As a photographer, contrast serves me. The web says this of contrast: The difference between the darkest and lightest areas in a photo. The greater the difference, the higher the contrast.
I'm going to preach as to purge. And if no one wants to read, I'll be my own choir. So, let the brief composition begin...
There will always be contrast...there will always be great differences. As we move away from contrast, we move towards homogeneity. Sameness. Stasis. A fading into the picture so no individual is visible...back into the collective. Which is fine after death but we're here -- Now -- to be a single specific specimen...a finely drawn leaf dangling in the chaotic differences. To judge the contrast is to come into conflict. There can be no peace in conflict. So, I choose to allow contrast. I choose to be un-judging and unconditional in my life's approach. I am far from my goal but I can feel myself moving in that direction. I am learning to love that which is so different from me by simply acknowledging that to know what I am is to know that which I am not. How can I not be in appreciation of that powerful relationship? Everything is complimentary...that is my focus. And the beautiful result of focusing is that there is always clarity.
