The Electric Perfect

It is a prevalent theme in my musings the past few months to mention change, newness, the unfamiliar.

Somewhere in the midst of this newity, I fell in love with my life. Is it perfect or what I imagined it would be? Hmmm... to answer that question I must break the rules of etiquette and answer with a question. What is perfection? My life is a perfect representation of what it needs to be RIGHT NOW, here in the present. So, it is Dustin perfect, full of neuroses and eccentricities and magic. It is electric perfect.

As for where I imagined my life to be at this particular age, this particular portion of the story, whew... I have been a slew of different people the past decade and what I thought about life and my particular contribution has changed and is still evolving.

Bottom line is: Life is spectacular in its simplicity, its complexity, its duality, its darkness, its light, and my newfound pally pal pal, the grey.

Explore it for therein lies the good stuff.

I am not afraid anymore.

Hell, I will write that sentence again as it is enormously gratifying and powerful.

I AM NOT AFRAID ANYMORE... of life, of change, of where my career path leads me, of what is to come.

I am just where I am and enjoying that and the process once more.

I hope that you are joyous as well and that you can find the purpose, the frivolity, and the electric perfect in your days, nights, and daydreams...

YAY!
Dustin

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The Unbroken Thread

Happy Christmas. It is upon us in this hour, this time, this day... after all the fuss, the frenetic pace, it smiles as it does each year finding us in some of the same places and in some different phases. I always flip through the rolodex of my life on this day, remembering the last 30 Christmases (well I guess I don't remember the first few that well) like they are all connected in one amazing thread charting my successes, my growth, my defeats, my darkness, and my light. Technically Christmas has not really begun. I have not done the ritual of heading to my Mom's and opening gifts and waltzing to see our Christmas film, but I have already been touched by Christmas. I write a lot, in this land of musings I have shared 257 writings with you, my friend, my reader spirits. Much has happened in these past two years, but let me simply write that I was not sure that I would ever enjoy Christmas again, ever really feel connected to it, no matter what I tried to do, I felt adrift ...

Loving the Squiggly

I was typing the other day and instead of hitting the ! key I hit the ~ key. Two odd altercations happened between two friends and me via facebook so I have deactivated my account for a bit. It was hurtful and unexpected. So when I hit the ~ key it made me smile and forget all that nonsense. ~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dustin

And With This, Farewell

This blog has been a dear friend to me. I am not good at farewells, but truly this is anything but. I look at it like this - I love the phoenix, the symbolism of it all, the power of rebirth. Hence why I named my blog/musing screen after one. :-) So, I am leaving this particular blog to start another one, one that fits me NOW, the one that I can share in a new way. So this feels right. Thanks to those who have read my musings throughout the years. I hope you follow me to my new musing home entitled THE TWELVE THAT IS DUSTIN BAYLAN. Yes, I am changing the name, the story of that is on the new blog for you to read. Here is the link: http://dustinbaylan.wordpress.com/ Much love, much hope and joy again, much potential... Winks and smiles of the Cat that is Cheshire, Dustin Baylan

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