Free hand and the lost art of leisure.

Once again, back at the blog idea. Out come the ideas, insight, and belated ideas from the Ides of March.

In the midst of a financial meltdown, balding, increasing taxes, plight of the middle class, fast food and flat tires, I've found peace and solace. That's right, peace and solace. More and more I find myself caring less and less about all the negative, paranoid actions and thoughts of the television, newspaper, and all other media. I am not immune, as my 401k is falling further towards oblivion, and even though I do alright I have come to terms with not being able to buy a house by 30, as was my original intention.

One thing I can rely on is the morning. My absolute favorite part of the day, along with the upcoming spring are intertwined with my belief that as humans, the most basic things really are all we need are ingrained into our nature, and are best left as they are. Eating, sleeping, exercise, and companionship, in the form of friendship, family, or love.

I'd never thought I'd subscribe to the basic ideas of having less and less, but in turn gaining more. I dislike the rat race idea behind our whole lives, and what we are brought up to believe. The basics really do mean the most. So really, who the hell thought me as a prior right-leaning person would use rational thought to come to an idealist conclusion? It's the middle ground for me these days, doing my best to understand balance in life, nature, and thought.

So it is easy for me to be in the midst of several obnoxious cohorts, or amongst the tide of a rough Oregon coast, staring at nothing. Like a fool, for hours and hours...no words, thought, or anything. So easy is it to be clouded that the only thing one needs to do is count breath to ten, relax the belly, and completely give no mind to thought. Repeat over and over and anxiety, you find, is gone.

Perhaps this dedicated blabbermouth who always needs the last word will leave this idea.

Give it a shot.

-Nick