The Tribe Seeker Podcast – Episode 2 – Solo Travel, Poor Attention To Detail and Sore Thumbs

This episode of The Tribe Seeker Podcast, I’m sharing a little travel story about how a very poorly planned vacation wound up being just perfect.

If you want to check out my photo album of the pictures I took, check out this link.

Well, I’m 30

I really wanted to write a super long and articulate blog post about turning 30, but I simply can’t find the words. Too much has happened, too much is in the process of happening and it’s just bigger than me right now. I accept it.

So, Happy Birthday to Me! I am one tough, creative, resilient son of a gun. Time for cake and ice cream!

Something changes the moment you decide you’ve found a person you are ready to reveal parts of your soul to…

No matter what happens, or what the conclusion of that moment with that person is, we are all better off for having lived through these moments. I love this quote:

Something changes the moment you decide you’ve found a person you are ready to reveal parts of your soul to. Something stands out and makes the moment unique. A profound multidimensional clarity resembling a piece of carefully gathered stardust; As if you are whispering “finally” and your eyes fill with light and spontaneity. As if you do not care whether your heart will melt or crumble in the process because your brief courage undoes your tremendous fear of disbelief. You live for these moments; For you are, maybe for one second or more, sweetly forced to surrender yourself to unconditional intimacy. A moment of psychological reward smashing all self-imposed disciplines founded on terror. This is all you need.

~ Anais Nin 

Sam Smith – The Next Michael Buble

I’m not moved easily by too many R&B singers. I love R&B, but so many of them sound alike. I actually have always really liked Michael Buble. His voice is amazing and he’s personable.

However, there’s a new voice on the block and it belongs to Sam Smith. Just… listen.

Yes, I have tried to sing his songs and I cannot come even close to his range. It’s literally unbelievable.

He is a solo artist and is also on some songs with Disclosure. I suggest looking him up and keeping an eye on this rising star. He’s only 21!

Life Update – Moving Back To The East Coast

As of today, I am officially announcing my return to the East Coast. At least for a little while until I decide where I truly want to be, geographically, professionally, etc. That might wind up being Boston, Worcester, Chicago, The BayArea, or anywhere else that calls me. My heart’s totally open to whatever opportunities speak to my core passions and aspirations. Nothing is off the table.

The over-arching reason why I’m moving back is fairly personal, so out of respect for myself and the situation, I’m not going to go into details here right now. However, if you know me and you know how to get in touch with me, I’m happy to share my story and what I’ve learned from it all.

It’s all good. Onward and upward. Life keeps getting better, regardless of setbacks. I am so stoked to see what 2014 brings.

 

A Bit More Explanation About Why I’m Not Personal Blogging

While many of you likely have never even read my old blog, I want to at least explain to those who have followed me in the past why I’m no longer blogging at notsoliteral.com.

 

A little bit of background: I started blogging 12 years ago when I was 15 years old. Truth be told, it was because I went on vacation with my family and met a girl from Tom’s River, New Jersey and developed my first serious crush. We liked each other and decided to stay in touch through our old school AOL accounts with email and instant messager. At the time, I was an angsty teenager with a lot going on in my life in the way of family and personal issues and I really enjoyed writing. However, I was painfully shy about sharing my writing with people in fear that I’d be judged and laughed at for what I was going through. So, my new lady friend in New Jersey happened to have a livejournal.com account  and was an angsty teenage writer as well. So, I took the plunge and created an anonymous account and wrote my heart out. I expressed and shared with my anonymous audience in ways that I had never opened up in real life with anyone. It felt great.

Moving forward over a decade, I always continuously blogged. I jumped from platform to platform, went from an anonymous pen name to my actual name and developed personally and professionally in ways a person from my background never could have otherwise. I literally shaped my network and my life through my blogging and social networking. Looking back, I was incredibly lucky that I stumbled into this world at a relatively young age and kept an open mind while people were considering that style of writing narcissistic and no more than an online diary.

This story takes a bit of a halt on Christmas Day, 2011 when I was at my girlfriend’s family’s house in West Virginia. I was feeling nostalgic and wanted to write a blog post about my holiday and reflect on the past year. I did my normal login routine and realized that my notsoliteral.com domain was directed to a place-holding page – the kind you see when I website domain has just been bought but nothing is built on it yet. I calmly grabbed my phone and called my domain hosting company GoDaddy.com to see if there was something wrong with their servers or something. After digging around for a couple of minutes, I got a customer associate on the line and was told coldly “you don’t own that domain anymore. A gentleman by the name of ________ in Texas bought it today.”

I was confused and began to panic. I asked about my account, how that could have happened and all of the relevant details regarding this transaction. I was told essentially that my domain name expired on Christmas Day and was bought immediately by a person who buys up domain names. I was confused because I had renewed all of my other domains that were expiring around that time of year and got no notice that notsoliteral.com was expiring.

My panic turned into sharp sadness in knowing that something went wrong and it was more or less my fault that I didn’t handle my business of keeping my domains active. I swallowed my feelings and commenced with the rest of my holiday festivities as best I could however, I knew that a major part of my life was missing, or maybe changing.

As 2012 began, I was starting my new consulting business and generally focusing my attention on financial matters. I kept getting told that I should make a new blog for myself and just start over. But, I didn’t want to start over. I’ve listened to my gut and I know, deep in my heart, that I don’t want to start all over again and try to create some linear continuation of what has existed for over 10 years. Basically, I want to feel like even though my blog doesn’t exist anymore for me to go back and look over it in retrospect, it still existed and at many points, created incredible opportunity for me. At the most, I met my current girlfriend through this blog and have gotten job offers that took me across the country to places I’d never seen before. At the very least, it was an outlet for me during the hardest times of my late teenage and early adult life. I’ve come to terms with the period of time that I spent sharing my feelings in that format.

Still, that doesn’t feel like a justified ending for me as a writer. I was born a writer at my core and will probably die that way. I may write blog posts for businesses I work for or as a guest columnist for publications, however, I want to channel my creative energy into another form. I was to write books, short stories and essays. There… I said it. I just placed a huge fucking boulder’s weight on my shoulder by saying that out loud.

I’m hoping all of the creative flexing I’ve done has benefited me in some ways. I hope it hasn’t given me incurable ADHD due to writing in short form most of the time too. Either way, this is the road I’m going down and only I can see where it leads and if I’ve got this ultimate vision’s execution in my DNA. I hope I have it in me.

I’ll be staying on my social networks for the most part. I’m not sure I could professionally pull off cutting out social media from my life (actually, I know it would be career suicide), so while I may pull back from some outlets, I’ll be interacting and networking still for the foreseeable future.

Okay, so now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, I’ve got some work to do. Thanks for listening now and in the past! Hopefully I’ll have something good to share with you again some time in the future!

So The Beat Goes On

The only thing I know how to do consistently (well, even consistency could use some work) is write to express myself, so I wanted to create a page that would represent my personal life and creative ideas. I am not sure if this will look like a typical blog such as the Not So Literal series I’ve held in the past, but time will tell. I will update everyone on that outcome as soon as I know.

Anyways, happy 2012 to you all. I hope you’re finding love and good fortune!

Good ol’ Denver

It can be hard to distinguish one urban shopping center from another. Am I on the 16th Street Mall in Denver, Madison Ave in New York or State Street in Boston? I’ve spent the day shuffling around the 16th Street Mall in downtown Denver with a friend from back home. It is funny because we are doing all the things he really likes to do like take pictures in front of monuments, buy trinkets and eat pub food at the Tilted Kilt (think Hooters except with school girl outfits). While I am more than happy to bring him around to do the things he likes, I can’t help but think about how souless downtown Denver feels. I felt that was the very firsf time I came here years back.  The neighborhoods outside of downtown are where the real heart and soul of this city are. Is it like that pretty much everywhere?