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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

The first post of my first personal blog...

Firsts.  The culmination of a first is always significant to me, denoting a maturation point where something is ready to be birthed.  Today it is the first post of my first personal blog.

I decided to embark on this experiment for the following reasons:

1. To encourage myself to write for an immediate online audience
2. To build a readership for the memoir I am writing and to build an online component into it
3. To support my life coaching and consulting business, Bradley Consulting
4. To connect with other bloggers and readers who care about the written word
5. To give voice to my viewpoint and share it with others who might find it interesting

Previously, I have only blogged for political candidates to support their election campaigns, such as Hillary R. Clinton and Barack Obama.  This blog will focus on the process of writing my memoir: 'To Be Seen: The Art of Seeing Yourself' derived from 52 journals I have kept over the almost 36 years of my life.  It tracks my development from wanting to be seen to the art of seeing myself as a vehicle for such.  It includes such gems as living in squatter cabins in Alaska, to a spiritual journey to India, to the fruitful outcomes of political and civic action.  The focus of self-perception and self-realization, particularly within the Eastern perspective, are laid against the Central Coast Californian landscape that inspires the continual integration of these aspects every day.  A truly organic work in progress! 

It will also include my day-to-day living processes, helpful links, political and holistic action items, my writing, pictures, paintings, music, Bradley Consulting life coaching and consulting offerings, and existential musings.  I will attempt to be as authentic as possible and am open to feedback about all aspects of this blog.  Rather than post an extensive bio about myself, I'd prefer to say that I am a human most interested in enjoying my time here on Earth and helping others who seek to, to do the same.  I will also be processing and tracking my transition to an increasingly self-sufficient permaculturally-based lifestyle in Pescadero, California amongst other artistic/mythical undertakings, known and unbeknownst to me.  And of course, engaging in a certain level of social commentary informed by everything I have ever known.  I will make a sincere effort to transcend self-absorbed pontification but rather to provide content and context I myself find most inspiring.

Now for a sample of my writing.  In this moment I am pulling this from a deteriorating journal that had been misplaced until a few weeks ago from the page I opened to.

"Bows and arrows are aimed, ready, fire
Young Eskimos play Indian, content in combat
One pair of blue marbles escape the kill
Precise and playful they are a balanced circle
They sing a song of chance and freedom
Their reward is a peaceful warrior's journey
A moonlit sled ride, a picking and a playing
They ride the crest and stoke the fires of compassion
They are the sparkling eyes of the world
Son of midnight sun and brother to all."

-November 22, 1996 Fairbanks, Alaska (Age 20:  for a friend)

That's it for now.  Here's to firsts and today's setting sun that is calling me to the beach, as always, to move and breathe and to transcend my mind.

Thanks for reading,

Tara

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