I realize utilizing the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse analogy is a bit heavy-handed, but I truly feel that the damage being done by herbicides, not to mention the threats created by decreased bio-diversity (one of the many features of GM crops) is a harbinger of DOOM. Monsanto is evil whether through ignorance or nefarious design I do not know. Do not buy their products. Share stories about the negative effects of their products. Protest if you are able. Multiple Marches Against Monsanto occur throughout the year. Do not remain silent.
Some days I wonder if it is worth my time, energy, and/or sanity to stay informed and try to live what I consider to be a right and just lifestyle.
I spend my money as locally as possible. I drive my automobile as little as possible. I teach my children to try and be happy without some sort of video screen entertaining them. I sign a multitude of online petitions and write a plethora of letters to my elected officials, companies, or organizations politely but firmly demanding they do the right and just thing. I support independent artists as much as possible. I have stopped bootlegging music and movies out of a conscious realization that no matter how many hairs I split, it is theft. Plain and simple. I have cancelled my credit cards. I bank at a credit union. I pay my debts. I live within my means. I guess it all boils down to doing all that I can to make this world a better place for myself and others. Good citizenship and stewardship is essential to creating a right and just society.
Some days it just seems like a drop in the pond or whichever metaphor you prefer. Some days I feel it would be easier to just ignore it all and concentrate on mine and my family’s own comfort and happiness and the rest of the world can go fuck itself.
Depending on how down I get, this may last for several minutes or several hours. It never has last longer than a day.
Eventually I realize that if all I have in the end is the nobility of my struggle to live rightly and justly that is enough in itself.
That realization becomes my shield and my unwillingness to surrender to hopelessness is the sword I grip.
Fight on. Pick up your comrades if they fall. Keep advancing. Do not remain silent. Never quit. Live. Love. Laugh. You get the idea.
This is not a plug in any way, shape, or form. Heaven forbid I ever am found guilty of buzz-marketing!
I was finally able to resume Crossfit this week. A heavenly convergence of a new later class offering and a new later schedule aligned the stars and I got a great workout Monday, Wednesday, and today!
Without a doubt I was scared shitless. Wod’ing is no joke. But having gone the distance in my own heavily modified way I can now confidently say that I’m back, baby! Reunited and it feels so good!
Working out is simultaneously an anti-depressant, aphrodisiac, relaxant, and body high! Do yourself a favor and break a decent sweat 3-4 times a week. Your body, mind, and soul with thank you profusely.
Above is a link to a great story (and playlist) from a magazine about Oregon (my birthplace) that is all about the amazing music scene the state is cultivating.
Do yourself a favor and pick up the latest issue for an amazing read, or better yet subscribe to it. I will admit I am a little biased when it comes to bigging up my city and state, but damned if it ain’t one of the greatest places to call home the world over and double damned if we don’t produce an amazing music scene.
A cold beer, funky bassline, family and friends, and last but not least…any kind of bbq.
Life has been in flux of late. With a new job, a new schedule, and new worries I have obviously been posting far less frequently than usual.
Mostly I am chalking it up to time being at a premium, but deep down if I am being honest with myself, I was getting too fucking depressed and had to take a step back.
The last few days I have been paying attention to the world at my normal caliber and trying to balance the knowledge and awareness with a valid level of concern for my mental state.
Little things observed daily remind me how precious and fragile LIFE is. Each and everyone of us deserves and is obligated to carve out whatever happiness, comfort, and meaning we are able to daily as long as it is not to the detriment of our fellow human beings.
My way of finding a balance has been to simplify and localize my life. Next steps include reintroducing a regular physical fitness regimen and confining alcohol consumption to the weekend excluding special occasions.
Wish me luck! Every day that passes gives me a sense that I continue to get a better handle on how to make the most of this thing called life. If anyone wishes for more specifics I am glad to share. I don’t have it all figured out…but I think what I have figured out would be beneficial to share in the interest of commUNITY.