Measuring my trajectory

So this is my first blog post.  I’ve used and created portions of the internet for many years and today, finally, I decided to “blog”…wonder what caused this to happen.  I guess I feel I have something to share?

The simple truth is that I have a lot to say.  I just sometimes feel uncomfortable about broadcasting this…it seems a little…self absorbed…to think that others may be interested.  But I guess sharing a point of view and interacting with others is just dialogue – and given how far away so many of my people are … this is the best way for me to share what’s going on … in my sometimes frantic mind.

I’ve led a charmed life.  I lead a charmed life.  I have everything.  I have my health, a loving girl that I share every day with, a family that represents my foundation and friends who I would move mountains for (um…if I could…actually move mountains).

Yet there are moments when I feel like I dont have enough?  What measure could I possibly be using to come to this ridiculously self centred and pathetic conclusion?  I guess I am only human and am prone to thrashing around in samsara.  Holding on to the wrong things too tightly and making stories in your head about what could happen.  It leads to … the dark side …

There is a huge step between wishful thinking and actually translating your wishes into action and fact.  I believe that the path we walk can be shaped by our actions and our intent.  I also know that almost nothing is within our control.  I struggle to find the balance between the two…

My amazing brother told me recently that he is proud of me and of my trajectory.  I … almost fell over … we rarely talk like this with each other and it was one of those moments in life that you won’t ever forget.

Trajectory.  What a great word.  Trust my mathematician brother to use it so aptly.

As usual, he got me thinking.  I owe my trajectory to everyone around me.

This blog is about my trajectory and about the people and events that shape it.  Read on if you will…

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