Transcendent, or so it goes… my writing career opened over a decade ago without fear. It happened one page at a time. It really just happened organically. We have to transcend our fears. They tug at the parts of life that slow us down. We obfuscate the path forward with illusions of outstanding obstacles. Rarely are we mindful enough to accept the moment. This very moment defines the next step. We make a conscious choice to take our next step. That is the true and unheralded tipping point.
Without getting in my own way I would write about the things that come to mine in the order in which they appear. My base nature is to experience a singular stream of consciousness and rework along the way. You could easily reduce that thought to a mantra of rinse and repeat until done. Or perhaps more eloquently it could be stated as search, research, and rethink. Exploratory inquiry is more about what is outside the door than describing that first step across the threshold.
My two shots of espresso seemed extra bitter this morning. That happens from time to time. I may have let them sit longer than they should have. They were consumed while listening to The Lumineers new album Cleopatra via the Amazon streaming service. My vinyl record collection includes the 2011 album The Lumineers. It sits on the shelf right next to my collection of vintage Warren Zevon vinyl records. My consumption of music includes three modes. First, at home I listen to streaming services like Pandora and Amazon Music. Second, my home audio setup also includes a record player. I have a small, but ever growing collection of vinyl records. That collection started with eBay purchases of vintage Clapton and Zevon albums. Third, some of my favorite albums are downloaded on my phone for offline listening.
For a number of years, I have not purchased music on a compact disc format. I still have one of those portfolios that holds 96 discs, but nothing has been added to it in years. I do purchase digital copies of albums or rarely specific songs for offline listening. That happens in part because my playlist for airline flights is ever changing. An album has to really catch my attention to join my collection of vinyl records.
