Life is a class where the test is given, and the lesson learned after.

2021 was one for the books. A world doing do its best to regain balance. So many lives lost. So much disruption and so many mistakes. In my opinion the biggest let down of the last year was that tragedy struck and the lines stayed drawn. I remember 9/11 like it was yesterday, and for a tiny moment all the bullshit was put aside. Now sheltered and entitled people make scene after scene when slight inconvenience is encountered. 3,000 people died on 9/11, we were never more united. Over 800,000 Americans have died of Covid, we almost had an insurrection. The world was tested and by and large failed. I don’t understand but I am hopeful the transparency of the failure will inspire the younger generations to do much better. I hope they are brave when we were not. I hope they stay the course towards the best for humanity.

“For being good is a fearful occupation.”

-Ray Bradbury

We know so little of the world and it continues to be weird beyond comprehension. Scientists just crashed a probe into the sun, took a sample from an asteroid, found a dinosaur embryo inside of a fossilized egg, and taught a clump of human brain cells in a dish to play Pong. Buckle up. 2022 is gonna be wild.

“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world.

Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.”

― Rumi

2022 will see people living like tomorrow is less certain, but many will stay locked in prisons of repeating patters. 95% of new gym memberships will expire unused. Diets will last 10-14 days as halfhearted efforts are abandoned, with vows to start up again the following Monday.

I will take a rest day when I learn what exercises my rest muscles.

Annual plans, not New Years’s resolutions. There are only 365 days in a year, and they go by so very fast. As I grow more mature (well… get older), the years fly away faster and faster. Trying to grasp and savor moments is like trying to grip the wind. This is all going to be over before we know it and almost nobody is acting like it. If this year taught me anything is that next year is guaranteed to nobody. Make your plan for next year terrifying. Chase all the dreams you have been putting off. Look through your own childhood eyes when imagination was everything and dreams stretched far beyond the boundaries of reality. We have been brainwashed to abandon passions if they do not carry the promise of monetary success. Everything is shelved while we keep the wheels going for a system completely indifferent to life, for some promised tomorrow. Like putting a delicious dessert in a Tupperware to save for retirement. EAT IT NOW!!

And nobody ever said you had to be good to participate. Paint 100 shitty paintings and sing 1000 songs off key. Do whatever makes you smile and be overcome with the desire to share it with the world. It’s what we all want. It’s what we all need.

Consistency is harder than intensity

Little can be achieved with a single effort regardless of the intensity. Almost anything can be accomplished bit by bit given consistent effort. If you can only do 1 sit-up on the first, by the end of the year you will be able to do 365 in a row, only adding one per day. Even if you can do 20 on day 1. What good is that if you can still only do 20 after 1 year. If you are looking for a book recommendation on this read Atomic Habits. That’s all I have on the resolution front.

We are what we consistently do and think. Do what you truly love and constantly strive to think better.

The world-famous Magic Castle

Since my move to Los Angeles, it has been one adventure after another. This place is inspiring and still a wellspring of imagination and creativity. Thank you for making my transition more than a dream come true.

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