Personal Musings
Posts about me
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Stop waiting to be ready
I can’t recall where I read those words —Stop waiting to be ready— they feel at once trite, and yet remain simple, to the point and, annoyingly, hit the nail on the head as far as I’m concerned. A similar saying would be ‘The right time is now’. This one time at boot camp A…
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The Butterfly
It’s that time of year again, temperatures rise, flowers bloom, and butterflies take wing. Their erratic flutters catch the eye and we watch, trying to predict where they are heading, to guess the path they follow. An impossible maze of off beats and breezes. They have direction, as incidental as it may seem. They are…
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The Blogger’s Manifesto
I’ve always been quietly impressed by those who can grasp an idea, hold it deeply, and communicate it clearly to others, building the passion they have for something into a drive and commitment to it that others want to mimic. Some of these things become zeitgeist, capturing a mood or a moment so well that…
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Grief is an iceberg
The sudden death of my father, taken ill and gone within a matter of days, felt less like an event and more like a subtraction. Something essential removed without warning, without preparation, without any sense of proportion. One moment the world held its usual shape, familiar and dependable in ways I had never really questioned.…
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Being a father is dull
The duality of dad. Daily routines can feel monotonous and dull, yet they are also filled with profound significance.
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I am a reader
I read books, I read articles. I am doing these things more than I consume social media. But why?