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Becoming a minimalist again

I have pretty much been a minimalist but I want to outline some steps if you were thinking about doing this.  Many people have asked me how to do it and I will share some of my steps here. It is very liberating and very relaxing. In this article I am going to limit the topic to if you are single. Next week I will talk about ways to become a minimalist if you are in a relationship.


Sell everything you own that doesn't own you
This is a tough one but a must.  What I have found is that stuff that you own, really owns you.  I mean that it has some sentimental value to you and that is why you don't want to get rid of it.  (My grandma bought me that, my dad gave that to me before he passed, my ex bought me that a year before we broke up).  You hold onto it because it has some "meaning" to you.  The fear that many people have is that if you get rid of those things in your life, your life will have less meaning and nothing could be further from the truth. Its the things that…
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Screw back up plans

Yes I said it.  Yes I have had quite a few unsuccessful ventures and I have recently started reading blogs that suggest backup plans.  I don't agree and I will tell you why.

When you have a back up plan you have an "oh shit that didn't work and I have to do something about it". Its like whatever it is going on in your life is going to fail or stop being at some point. Newsflash: You are correct!  NOTHING lasts forever. Your job, your marriage, your income stream, your family and most certainly not your startup or your job.  For those of you wishing to go back to the old days, its not going to happen.  The age of chivalry is dying and the startup that you create will be dead within 10-15 years.  We don't live in our parents or grandparents economy. Hell the way we communicate is changing. See example below and try and decipher what I am saying to you

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Did you figure it out yet.  If so, please pat yourself …

Returning

So I just got back to California last week and I have to say, I can breathe a breath of fresh air. I feel refreshed and invigorated. I see more opportunities than I have seen in awhile and feel connected. It is a great feeling. Feeling like you are needed again does wonders for your spirit. I have felt so disconnected for the last few years. I need to know that what I am doing matters, I need to earn again. I need to know that my masters degree was not in vain. I think the sun and fresh air help people to be more friendly. I also find that I am more creative now. I find that I have more ideas in my head. I just need to make sure that I write them down because it helps me remember everything. Sometimes I have these amazing ideas/thoughts and because I don’t write them down, I lose them. I need to stay on top of that, but I am sure I will because I am feeling much more connected. It has also been so good for me to reconnect with my friends. I love their energy and the love that they se…

Distractions and realities

This is not going to be easy but I promise to keep it real.  I have a disease that I am not comfortable sharing with anyone. It's a disease that is starting to affect everyone. It's the disease of anti socialism. Its crept into my life and I now see it affecting a vast majority of people in everyday life.

You may not notice it right away, but it's this constant distraction away from what is right in front of us. Good friends, great company, enlightening conversation, & beautiful music. It's the device that keeps our heads buried into a story on snapchat a 100 or a thousand miles away. It's the instagram of someone having a great vacation and eating like a millionaire, while you can barely pay the rent.  It's the guy that's buried in his headphones and music while shoveling food at a non stop rate into his mouth, while no one will talk to him because he is obese.

We are killing ourselves on the daily by working hours at a job we aren't passionate ab…

Travel and its possibilities

The more I think about it, the more I miss travel.  To the point that it pits my soul. I remember getting on the plane to Sweden and I was in 7th heaven. Its as if my body and spirit were in line. Nothing in life puts a bigger smile on my face.

I think it started when I was kid and my fathers damn travel agency.  Damn you dad. I still have a book i made for him in 2nd grade and its a picture of me standing in front of the travel agency. I have a goofy smile on my face and for those of you that know me now, you will recognize it, because it rears its ugly (or cuteness) at this age often.

It was my second grade class at Park Dale Lane in a galaxy far far away, in an age, well lets just say before cell phones, instagram and snappie. We had a bring your parent to school day, however, my dad arranged for a field trip.  We went to his office. He showed all my classmates around and showed them the computers and they were all fascinated.

He told them what he did and how it was that they wer…

Just a friendly update on me :-)

Hey everyone

Just wanted to give an update. You may remember that I said I was going to be coming back to California, well it is official.  I am heading down May 1. I will most likely take the train and stop in Napa to visit my cousin Stephen Bordes at his winery for a day or two.  From there, I will catch a train to San diego.

I am currently looking for work and open to any positions that may be available, I just ask that you don't hold it against me because I have a masters degree.  I have seen many companies shy away from hiring me because I have a Masters Degree.  I am honestly looking to get off my feet and find a base of operation. My home is California and I know that now.  I am native and the air, soil and water are in my bones.

I am looking to establish which means I will need to find a place to live (that I pay for monthly), maybe even get a car (down the road) for now I know that I will have to use the bus and I am okay with that. I am nervous as hell about this move …

Good Friends

So I have a very good friend named Jason.  I don't hear from him that much, but 1 time a year, I can always expect a card from him. The marvelous day in question is: Groundhog day.  For the past 9 years, without fail, Jason has sent cards to his closest friends.  I always seem to forget it is coming, until I get home and see it. 
I really appreciate it.  I mean in a digital age where everything is emailed, texted, tweeted, or snapped, it is nice to get something physical in the mail, like a card or a letter.  I could be having the crappiest day on earth, but for some reason, Jason's cards always warm me up. In some way its a reminder that I am human and that I made enough difference in someones life that they actually like me and want to keep in touch with me.
After getting his card, I immediately busted out my fountain pen and began writing to people that I care about. I have quite a few, but I touched a few people that were heavy on my mind.  I am currently writing this to hon…