Something Old, Something New, A Time to Borrow and Renew

For a little over four years, this blog has been defunct. It was once one of the most powerful means of creative self-expression I had: in jobs I where I struggled to find meaning, in hard decisions, in breakups, and in self-exploration.

Today, I have found many of my deepest passions and my life calling. But the journey isn't over. It has really only just begun.

2016 marks a year where I have decided to return to writing, in one form and likely also several others. It also marks a year where I started to really grow my business beyond myself, realizing that maybe I had something pretty powerful on my hands but now needed to learn how to "give it away." That has been hard, and wrought with challenges. But its also been beautiful, and transformative. And its moving me towards the kind of legacy i'd really like to leave behind.

During the past year, I have stumbled upon a theme that has compelled me to write. It is a theme that I want to write about because of who I've become and because of the odd path that has taken me to where I am today. The breadcrumb trail isn't linear, and at times there aren't even crumbs to show the way. But I know the path that is wrought with years and I know what it has taught me, both good and true things. And tough ones, too.

Introducing A New Chapter

So now, I begin a new chapter, of which this blog will serve as the preface. This chapter will likely become a book, self-published or otherwise shared I know not yet. But I know, for now, its name: "The Sticky Bun Principle."

So welcome, to more mature and more brilliant Passionately Alive. Herein will live my early musings on the "Sticky Bun" theme. But, of course, if you're going to read along I must compel you. Well, here goes.

Sticky Buns, Huh?

What is a Sticky Bun? A sticky bun is that delectable thing that you think you really shouldn't have because it looks so enticing that it has got to be dangerous. Surely it will add pounds to your hips. Surely the sugar load alone will put you over your daily max.

And so you settle. You settle for the biscuit, the morning bran muffin, the chocolate chip scone. All great options, but not the Sticky Bun.

My goodness. Surely we weren't created to eat Sticky Buns!

Or were we?

The premise of my principle is simple: too many of us settle for less than Sticky Bun. We settle for a good enough house, a good enough relationship, a good enough paycheck. Yet our tummies are still craving Sticky Buns. We won't let our tummies have 'em because they're too indulgent, too pricey, and maybe also too messy. We even laugh at others who chase the Sticky Bun purveyors and imagine them wasting away with longing, all washed up without a penny to spare and covered in sugar.

But what if living well looked more like pursuing Sticky Bun ambitions than "good enough" ones? How would that kind of thinking shift our orientations and our priorities? And further, how might that kind of thinking encourage us to hope for more in the lives of others, not just in ourselves?

Let the idea of allowing yourself to buy more "Sticky Buns" really sink in. What does it feel like? Hard? Scary? Empowering? Just plain good?!

Let's go there, together. Join me as this story unfolds in the coming months.

-til next time, stay curious and stay on the lookout for sticky bun