Today, I tripped into an idea I wrote down a couple years ago. The day I wrote the idea down, I saw it as a fun idea but never imagined I could pull it off.
But today it caught my eye and I started it. It’s going to be fun, but it’s all writing so I don’t have a picture for you. But that’s okay. I’m good with not handing over any spoilers. We’ll just wait until the cover reveal.
The year I embraced my own vision was the year progressivism conquered liberalism and empathy devoured love … the year everyone wore a mask to save Boomers, and children were mainstreamed into learning from computers.
It was the year when tribes got smaller, squads got tighter, and everyone experimented with raised gardens.
It was a year so insane that I finally made sense to myself.
Every year before this year, I’d known I had no idea what this world was all about, so I’d searched all over to find what others had figured out. Everyone seemed so confident that things were one way or another and I very much wanted for someone to be right so they could mansplain life to me.
I was genuinely seeking answers, yet nothing I found made me stop my search and start to believe — even when I forced myself to try. Everything felt incomplete so I’d set out again to search for more.
Sometimes, I’d hit the roads for months — driving whichever direction called to find people who saw life differently than I’d seen it. Sometimes, we’d talk over a fire late at night. Other times, we crossed paths at tourist destinations. Often, we met at some niche local shop that sells the oddities you only find on the road.
Nearly always, the people I met were good people.
Occasionally, I met people who were not well-intentioned. But I learned to respect all types quite equally because the world is a big place and we all play our role.
And, sometimes, we don’t.
Sometimes, we shake things up and a wolf is a knight in shining armor for not eating you when he could, and a hero doesn’t save the day because he’s not in the mood.
Yet no matter how the day plays out, there’s one thing that’s fairly certain: Everyone is doing the best they can with what they know and what experience has taught them.
In this way, everyone is a teacher of how the world works for them. And I love hearing about the same principles from different perspectives because it helps me understand them better.
Up until now, I never dared believe I truly understood something. But in this year of toilet paper and bottled water hoarding, I came to really understand that everyone is guessing as best they can in this crazy world.
I’m guessing you already knew that.
I certainly feel like I’m pulling up in the last short bus to school as I catch up with the fact that life is not meant to be understood real-time because we cannot think and be present and the same time.
This is a tough concept for thinkers like me to wrap their heads around, but I think I’ve finally go tit.
Life is to be embraced with unabashed authenticity. We’re here to see how long we last, how bright we shine, and to light up dark paths for travelers passing by.
I have met so many people with bright inner-lights over the years — people who made no illusion of their path in this world and never played at being anything but what they were. And I’ve always respected such people.
So now it’s time to be like them.
I’ve always feared going full-bright on the world because I’m a weird soul. And, no, that’s not me being hyperbolic or self-defeating. I’ll bet you can’t find a single person who knows me who would describe me as “normal.” It’s a word people choke on a bit when it comes to describing me, yet I never really pop out as very extreme either because I’m always listening … always weighing … always learning.
And that’s fine, but it’s time to go full bright, choose a vision, and stand for something.
I have the insane year of 2020 to thank for this. It’s a year that shook up anyone who lived through it. I would imagine it has changed nearly everyone it’s touched. It’s definitely had its paws all over me and it’s taught me one lesson louder than any other:
Be genuine — whatever that looks like. And, in my case, that looks a little weird. So I hereby embrace this meme moving forward, and promise to turn up the brightness on my lamp from here on out.
I literally don’t know what my post of the day is going to be when I wake up in the morning. Maybe I’ll get to the point where they’re planned out but, for the moment, I’m still brainstorming a lot everyday.
So I roll with what I get.
Today, I was working on something else and a little thought kept looping in my head: Go turn the insignia into a flower.
So I did. And I love it.
Maybe I can make a coloring book of mandalas, because these are fun!
I wanted a perkier thought for today, but this one wants to be said.
If you backtrack a bit, you’ll see Day 2/365 is my movie poster for the year: It’s a Gas, Gas, Gaslit World. It was supposed to be funny, but I think it’s a bit #toosoon for it to really land as humor.
Gaslights are funny because we most often see them as nonsensical behavior in other people, but rarely spot the same dynamics in ourselves. This results in a bit of a wandering definition/understanding of the word itself.
To some, a gaslight is a clever lie. To others, it is a bit of marketing that doesn’t fulfill its promise. But a gaslight is not so small as either of those things. It is an externally installed belief causing a person to distrust their own judgment and defer to someone else — usually a tyrant in their life — to be considered competent or sane.
Gaslights and the people who instill them are quite insidious.
And I’m guessing anyone reading this right knows this, but this really wanted to be the thought for the day, so I share it now.
Today’s thought is brought to you by a moment of self-awareness.
We humans like to pretend we are ruled by logic and rationale, but there is no evidence to support this because we base our “logic” and “rationale” on our emotional responses to previous experiences.
And once we “know” how things are? Well, then, that’s when life says, “Oh, really? You’ve figured things out? Prove it.”
When you think about it, it’s quite easy to develop false beliefs about correlations between actions and consequences. We all have such a limited view of things when we’re first exposed to them and it’s our mind’s job to respond to the new information on a primitive/safety level first. This makes one of the hardest parts about weeding out delusions finding the misapplied logic that turned the false belief into a fortified “truth” in the first place.
After all, misapplied logic usually results in us feeling empowered, comfortable, or good. And how can something that feels empowering, comfortable, or good be bad?
Delusions are tricky like that. So it’s just good to remember: Few things are more convincing than a delusion and don’t judge yourself too harshly when you uproot them and see their tangled roots.
Just let them go so you can move closer to a truth.
I’m cheating a bit by posting multiple days on the same day, I know. But it was kind of an intense weekend because I decided to cut one of my favorite projects currently on the docket. It was just taking too much energy and had limited interest in its market. So, on Day 26, I cut it.
This resulted in a change of my color palette — one I’m fairly certain most will consider an upgrade. I know I do. I’m trading out the smoky black for a great green.
It’s a strong change and I’m excited to see what will become of it.
For now, however, here are the posts for each day, in descending order:
Here’s the new green and me toying with how I might use it on a future product.
Here’s the new color palette. I picked the colors out of paint sample colors since I’m pretty sure I might be doing some painting in the future.
This is me being melodramatic about shelving my idea after 2 weeks of putting gas in the tank and not getting much movement.
Timing isn’t everything but it can definitely make or break how well something is received. And, sometimes, you’ve just got to read the tea leaves on how things are being received and pluck things when they’re ripe.
So that’s what I’m doing.
This was just looping in my head on this day. So I share it with you. Feel free to share an exception to me, but the more I think on it the more it seems accurate.