Itâ€™s a Monday evening.Â Iâ€™ve been up since 4 am.Â I flew up to Scotland on the red eye and went straight into work with my client until 17.30.Â Egats man! Iâ€™m tired, but I feel obligated to get some words on the page and post on the blog.
This whole writerâ€™s journey thing has been a crazy up and down ride.Â Every time I think I have it sussed, I get side tracked by something else.Â And then I get back on the Path after a sabbatical of how ever long.Â Only to notice that more time has passed.
But I recon, I am reaching the perfect age to start reflecting on and sharing my experiences over the last 39 years.
My areas of passion are philosophy, psychology, spirituality, and religion and being a fallible human being.Â More specifically, how these disciplines and fallibility help us to understand ourselves in order that we can fully realise our potential.
I am an everyday man.Â A scholar I am not.Â So I donâ€™t see myself approaching these topics from an academic perspective.Â I see myself approaching them as a naked philosopher and poet trying to make sense of the world I live in.
I donâ€™t know where this is going to lead me.Â But at this point, I think it is irrelevant.Â What matters is I want to pursue an idea – a dream – I have long harboured for many years.