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Emanation

Everything has a beginning. This is the beginning of my first blog. I'm curious to see what arises from putting my thoughts down in this format. I've kept a journal off and on for several years. I never had any interest to start a blog of my own but in recent months I have been blessed by reading several different blogs. It is my hope that this will not be a blog that adds to the noise but is a unique element in the symphony of life.

The fact that it is cool and rainy on this February afternoon is contributing to my introvert state of mind I am certain.

I am a melancholy romantic, an old soul and young at heart. Turning 25 has caused me to rethink a lot of things and stirred up an intense desire to Man Up and live life with more purpose and accomplishment. I hope that this blog will help me to set, track and fulfill my goals as well as process my thoughts and feelings along the journey.

“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.”

- Jack London

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