Anticipation

I have been watching the news from Japan this week more carefully than I have any disasters in a long time. The scale of it all and the seemingly unending chain of events are just too large to really comprehend. It is all so very disturbing and words just can’t express how it makes me feel.

The people in Japan have endured unthinkable tragedy, yet we know it is not over. More earthquakes and a possible radiological disaster are on the horizon. I don’t know what is worse, being caught off guard by something horrible, or being trapped with anticipation and left hoping and waiting for the conclusion.

It is my hope that this will all soon come to the best possible end and that the process of stabilization, reflection and renewal will be unhindered.

Communication

My mother once told me that my grandfather would write a letter if he was upset or irritated with someone.  He would then put that letter in his drawer and hold on to it for a while before sending it to that person.  It was a kind of quarantine/cooling period for the thoughts to make sure they really were what he wanted to say before sending them off.  I’m pretty sure she told me this after having talked her ear off with an angsty childhood rant.

The take-home message from this object lesson was twofold.  First, be positive that what you are communicating is what you really want to say.  Second, be sure you are using the right medium.  The first was obvious, the second came later when I realized that though mothers may love their children very much, they do not deserve to be subjected to hour-long unfocused tirades about teenage injustices with the frequency I dealt them.

In this age of instant communication where words can travel faster than ever before, in quantities greater than anyone could have ever imagined, it can be hard to tell what, when and how things should be shared.  I’ve read some things online recently that should have been shared in a different format, at a different time if they should have even been shared at all.  Reading things like that makes me second guess some of the content I have wanted to share and how I have wanted to share it.  I have the ‘when’ but I’m missing the other two pieces.

There are a lot of things I want to share here for a great many reasons.  Mainly my whole coming out story (yes, I’m agonizing about this again).  I just worry about how it will be received and if it will accomplish anything remotely close to what I am hoping.  Where the risk is great, the potential reward is greater.  My problem is that I tend to be, for better or worse, a pretty risk-averse person and the idea of this blowing up in my face somehow is paralyzing.

I sometimes read other people’s stories and they leave me feeling depressed, angry, sad or dirty.  That outcome is the exact opposite of what I want to achieve here.  There may be some parts of the story which may be sad or frustrating the overall intent is show the journey I made to a positive and unexpected outcome from what seemed to be an impossible situation.  I think that I can pull this off, I just have to buckle down and do it.  It will just be important to listen carefully to feedback regarding the how, what and when of what I’m sharing to make sure I am communicating what I want to.

Oh Hai

So I very nearly missed an entire month here.  For greater than a month I haven’t shared anything of any real substance about me.  It is a blog after all, therefore it is my place to be totally introspective (read self-absorbed) and let people just read it.  Or not.  Here is what you missed out on…

I watched the new Battlestar Galactica, went out a guy for about five seconds who totally spazzed out and vanished, worked, had time off, worked, had time off, had a cold for half a century, had an epiphany or three, realized twenty-ten is nearly over, slept, worked, had time off, made a handful of new friends, geeked out, subbed my toe, ate food, visited family, didn’t eat food, made up a new fictional creature.

There you have it.  Or not.

Moving Forward

The very nature of this blog means that the subject may tend toward politics of some form or another from time to time.  My goal with this site, however, is not to proselytize any sort of agenda.  It is give people a window through which they can better know who I am.

The 2010 mid-term elections have ground on for what feels like a century.  I have taken a lot of time to think about how things are currently going in this country and I have come up with a short list of personal beliefs I hold regarding the current state of things.  Here it is:

  • I believe humans are not just fundamentally good, they are capable of brilliant and amazing things.
  • I believe that hope, change, and optimism are not post-peak political fashion: they are important elements of a happy, healthy, and productive life.
  • I believe the current negative political climate, in which many of our newly elected leaders have utilized fear as motivator, will ultimately destroy those same people who have fostered it.
  • I believe that thoughtful discourse–free of over-simplification, manipulative spin, or partisan prose–regarding our problems and potential solutions to those challenges is the only way we can move forward as a nation.
  • I believe the abiding American spirit of creativity, hard work, shrewdness (yes shrewdness), and compassion will ultimately steer our nation into a renewed state of true, sustainable prosperity.
  • I believe this can happen in the lifetime of my generation.

I voted today and exercised my right to choose who and what I think will best guide us toward a better future.   I have set very realistic expectations regarding the immediate future of government and politics, but I still carry the hope that the things I believe in can and will come to pass sooner rather than later.

Optimism

A man ten years my senior is new to the gay community and totally out and about ten times what I have ever managed to accomplish. I commented on how much more active he is he had this to say:

I figure the more I do, the more likely I am to meet the man of my dreams. :)

I started speaking to him online a while back as he was beginning to reach out online to talk to and meet other gay men. He is a father and has led his life until now as a straight married man. After just months of being totally out more or less, he has started going out multiple nights a week and making friends and meeting people like mad.

At first I chalked the comment up to the normal naiveté which people have to a degree when getting started in the gay world. I was like that to a degree when I first got started because everyone is friendly and honest and nice because we are all gay and are finding shelter and camaraderie together, right? Right?? Wrong. Turns out people in the gay world are just people like everyone else. There are beautiful, brilliant individuals who shine and there are others who are very not good and a great deal of people all over the spectrum in-between.

Statistically, a comment like the one he made is perfectly true. For a person like myself who does not generally enjoy going to the bar, bars are the last place I would go looking for someone to hang out with. But assuming I do go on the off chance there is someone there, there just may be someone like me who is there too. There may also be someone who is not like me and loves bars who is an awesome match that I may find there.

It all comes back to comfortability and drive. How driven am I to find the man of my dreams? Not very. Therefore there is very little drive for me to leave my comfort zone to find someone to share my life with. However, there are people in this world like my friend who are driven and excited by the idea of finding someone and they will go out and search out new places and groups and interactions which may lead them to “the one”. This is no less valid than my own choice to explore my own inner realm and to take life slowly.

I will openly admit that part of me is jealous of those people who are able to get up and go out to the bar and have fun with that experience. I love meeting new people and the bar is definitely one way of doing so. The problem is that I really just do not enjoy the bar. Now if only there were a way to get a lot of gay men together to eat… A food bar of sorts. Then I would be in heaven.