Happy [Hebrew] New Year!

Thinking about the ironies of a new year beginning about the same time as a new phase in my life, and listening to my iTunes on random brings forth the feelings that always full circle in my mind. First one being person: “are you jewish?” me: “not actually jewish, but culturally jewish.” My go-to phrase as of recent. Describing my understanding of the religion, but not my dedication to it. Or am I dedicated? Shall we tune in for Yom Kippur and see if I fast? Not a bad idea, I think…

As I ponder these questions and a great many about myself and the world around me, a live recording of the Grateful Dead’s “Werewolves of London” rotates in. And this hummmm begins [my father would never stand for such things]. And it’s this frequency, that makes my teeth numb. But not just my teeth, but my mind. It obstructs so much of my being, I feel as though it is genuine communicative “noise.” Something brewed to obstruct my path. To deter me from the road I’m about to jump on. Swerve right, and avoid the bumps.

If I’m about to jump into a whole new world, in a whole new year. Why continue on business as usual? Why not celebrate myself and my changes. And start walking right for a change.

the corporate crusader wishes you, a Happy New Year.