Everything in its Right Place (thanks, Thom)

Last night while working on our sale options proposal down at Zeitgeist, I found myself sitting between a speechwriter for Rudy Giuliani and a genius who spent seven years working on his dissertation on raising the collective consciousness.

This is why I love living here.

LA. all I ever heard anyone talking about was the Industry. In Orlando it was the service industry. However, in L.A.’s defense our world was the Industry, that’s why we were there, so it is likely that my perceptions were tuned into such frequencies. Last year we traveled to LA to celebrate Christmas with friends and the day after, hung over as hell, we were dining at our old favorite breakfast café in West Hollywood. Everyone was talking film: auditions, pitches, agents, you name it.

Heads throbbing, hands quivering, I couldn’t help but to laugh in astonishment. “I had forgotten how Industry LA is.”

“More coffee, please.”

And in Orlando’s defense, we did meet some amazing people there, people who’ve had an incredible influence on my life.

But, on a whole, I’ve gotta say, Seattle home. Capitol Hill, our neighborhood, is becoming increasingly gentrified. And it’s full of hipster fashionistas, which gets more and more old the older I become.

Our new passion is Pioneer Square. Old brick buildings and streets, bountiful galleries and independent shops and cafes, blocks from downtown and the market, and an older, intellectual crowd. It seems to be where the working artists are living. It feels like our thirties.

At times I find myself intimidated by those who surround me. Most people around me are well educated, make more money, are well traveled, are living their lives in progressive manners.

But isn’t that the point? Isn’t it better to surround ourselves with people who challenge our intellect? Isn’t it better to involve ourselves in stimulating conversation, even if we feel as though we are the weakest link?

I’m proud of where I’m at at 28. It’s been a rocky journey, filled with ups and downs. But I knew I wanted to challenge myself in this life. I knew I wanted to leave a conservative upbringing for a more progressive lifestyle. I knew that as much as I crave security, that I was nowhere near living a life of conformity.

It’s not easy living against the grain. Most people don’t understand or support my actions, my choices. But that’s okay. We’re all on our own paths of self-realization.

Last night at Zeitgeist, the speechwriter picked up right away on the fact that I could hold my own within the context of a political conversation.

The PhD Consciousness genius didn’t need to verbally confirm that he could tell that I was on a conscious path of awakening.

The three of us shared space for over an hour discussing US International policy and laying bets as to if enough Americans will wake up before its too late.

Communication is man’s greatest gift. What gets me excited about living is the idea that, as humans, we’re just on the very brink of starting to really utilize our abilities to communicate effectively. At least, that’s my opinion.

I desire to be part of the team that leads the pack. Again, I can’t see exactly what shape this realm takes, but every day I try to focus my attention in that direction with hopes that it will become increasingly illuminated.

And, as you know from earlier postings, I practice this manifestation process, if you will, with projects that are more tangibly available.

Speaking of which, today I am finishing up the Sales Option Sheet and compiling research on our Target Production Companies and Networks. I aim to have the entire pitch package completed by the week’s end. Next Tuesday we incorporate. Then I spend the first two weeks of January writing and rehearsing the verbal pitch, along with any additional research that I feel is necessary.

Mid-January we go out to our first buyer.

Yesterday my mind-body suggested that I return to a fast (after having already laid claim to the fact that I would not re-enter an all-out fast). Perhaps I was pre-denying a request that I knew was on the horizon. Truth be told, I was doing really well on the fast; mentally and physically. My body really got into it. I was tired by the time I started to ramp out and I do think it was wise to come up for a refresher, but I’m really craving a return to it now.

I’ll give it a few days and see I still feel the same, but I suspect that I will. I’d like to do another 14 days, but this time drink a lot more water and incorporate chanting and yoga daily. My intuition tells me that this is precisely what I need to help prepare and balance me for delivering a wonderfully, positively charged pitch.

This time, I can see myself in this place of light presenting this project in the way that is true to my power. I’m ready to go to this place.

In the meantime, I have to deal with a lot of clean up. Ten months worth of giving up leaves quite the nasty ring around the old toilet bowl. Again, though, I’m managing with an entirely different approach. I’m removing the fear and approaching with a peaceful perspective and creating a space of resolution.

I understand that these things are cropping up as obstacles and challenging me as I step into a place of power.

This time they’re not going to beat me.