365…+1

About the time that my son had made it to one year, I pub­lished my lat­est post, #365, a year’s worth. Took me three years. The last year felt like three in some ways and like three min­utes in some ways.

As I write now, my win­dow is open and I hear kids play­ing in the park across the way, yelp­ing, hav­ing fun, joy­ful. The days here in Ore­gon are long now, approach­ing the start of Sum­mer. I won­der which of these kids will be friends with my son when he stops hyper­crawl­ing and starts run­ning around and talk­ing. So many beau­ti­ful and fun moments com­ing up. With a child the moments are a mix of his present and my past, mak­ing a tea of nos­tal­gia and hope that warms my soul like noth­ing I have known.

In the last year (or so) I have mar­ried my truest friend, watched my son shoot through a star and into my arms, gone bank­rupt, been sued twice by the same per­son (unsuc­cess­fully) (?)(!), been chased down by a bank and the IRS, paid the last of a sor­row­ful divorce pay­ment, seen my kid have an oper­a­tion, did my first tree pose in yoga, trav­eled to Maui with a patient wife and wig­gly 9 month old (don’t do this will­ingly, seri­ously), cut off rela­tions with a per­son once close to me, opened my heart to many oth­ers, taken some of my best pho­tographs and fin­ished a years worth of blog posts. I own almost noth­ing – not a car that I don’t owe money one, not a house, not a busi­ness that isn’t awash in debt. I own two cam­eras, some lights, this com­puter, some furniture.

My heart is full. I am loved by many and love many, more all the time. My goal in this blog was to share with you my daily, some­times excru­ci­at­ing, jour­ney from my head to my heart. I cel­e­brate both and they are friends – my head and heart.

I am going to be look­ing to make a book out of this. Any sug­ges­tions are wel­come. I, like my son in the swing today, an hour ago, am look­ing for­ward. He cack­led as I pushed him back and forth, just here and now. The photo, at first made me think of writ­ing about the future, but the moment is now and it is so good, right now. Thank you for read­ing me. Please share this blog with other peo­ple you know who might be won­der­ing what the path between the head and the heart looks like. It looks like this.