So I’m sitting in the office today contemplating suicide, not just death but a painful, horrific, scary, death. Something like jumping out of a plane without a parachute at 10,000 feet screaming all the way to pancakeville. Or maybe setting off for a run down the coast with no self steering, crew, charts, or life-raft… Either way I’m toast right???
Not so fast tiger, let me start at the beginning. I took the weekend off after spending the last 100 days sitting in my office with no offers coming in, the one day I left two people walked in and both bought boats, go figure, this is the story of my life but that’s nothing new.
I have always had a long running theory that when you are almost broke, go out and blow the last remnants of your wealth on something fun and Karma will be yours. I walked “some asshole stole my front wheel, jacked it up and brought it back a week later” to the farmers market with my last 10 dollar bill.
Six dollars on fresh local produce and four on one Ice Cold Beer left me broke but happy, well fed and buzzed, a true win win situation.
Listen, wait, and be patient. Every shaman knows you have to deal with the fire that’s in your audience’s eye.
~ Ken Kesey
If Chloe has taught me one thing its patience, she always seems to be siting, waiting, watching, always patient , yet always ready to go. Today I received an invitation that I couldn’t, and certainly wouldn’t turn down. The adventure starts in a week and its big, no really big, like this, BIG, but you wont hear anything about it from me, at least not yet 🙂 Patients my friend, is a virtue.
A garden requires patient labor and attention. Plants do not grow merely to satisfy ambitions or to fulfill good intentions. They thrive because someone expended effort on them.
~ Liberty Hyde Bailey