Freedom from...
- negativity
- debt
- external expectations
- basically anything restricting my happiness
I can't easily determine what prompted my desire to document my passion for the pursuit of freedom. It has been a series of subtle, and "brick-in-the-face" unsubtle, enlightening experiences over the past couple of years. My previous disposition was one of proud cynicism. Of course that was simply a euphemism for "negative bitch." Then I realized that my thought process was the only thing restricting my happiness. This realization has led to numerous subsequent epiphanies which I like to refer to as bricks in the foundation of my freedom.
Altering my way of thinking has not been easy. It is a gradual daily process spiked with moments of dynamic "kapow!" quantum leaps. For me, adopting a stance of unbridled candidness is a requirement in creating the empowerment I desire. And I have to admit, I am intensely passionate in my belief that everyone deserves to live a life of happiness, freedom and empowerment.
Which segues nicely into my dream in life...the type of life I fantasize about. If I could have anything I wanted, it would be to own a piece of land, preferably in a nice part of Oregon or Washington, and build a few tiny sustainable homes. There would be a garden, an area for playing with weapons, and an awesome fire pit for relaxing. What little money I need comes from freelancing accounting work. The remainder of my time is divided between wing chun training and the resource center I create for the community. This resource center would be available to anyone who wants to improve their lives but lack the money necessary to hire professional help. In my various legal and financial experiences, I have learned that communities have vast resources available but they are scattered and difficult to navigate. My desire is to consolidate those resources and provide an outlet for people motivated to change their lives.
The list of potential benefits from such a center, as well as the range of my interests, is too numerous to mention here. It's limited only by someone's imagination. Last year, such a life seemed as attainable as Mars. But I am stubborn and figured I needed to take some drastic steps to reach this goal. Hence the name of my blog. A real American dream cannot be dictated by a societal standard. Yet so many of us take steps to conform to exactly that! I certainly did. It involved marriage, children, a mortgage, student loan debt...all standard items associated with the so-called American dream. My reality soon consisted of a divorce, debt three times the amount of my net-worth, and a house chained to my neck.
I decided no more. I have taken drastic steps to extract myself from this life and to work towards MY American dream. Hopefully along the way I can make a difference for at least one other person.
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