Patience and Tolerance...

All in all, I guess I came to the States for a lot of reasons. I came out here to find my brother, and I came out here to find myself. I suppose I was more aware of one that the other, but maybe I'm not sure which. This trip has turned from a well executed strike into Mainland U.S. into a crazy adventure with a few shirts and the promise of a credit card in the post. I didn't fly seat-of-my-pants with A Fistfull of Dollars but I've also done it (to date) without the safety net that a gold card has provided.

Being calm and having peace of mind has become increasingly important to me over the past few years, there is something to be said for being calm. For those who I haven't preached this too: Through Patience and Tolerance we find Peace. Being calm, and having foresight over hindsight has shaped my world view, beyond that I thought it would.

I've traveled this path for a while now and embarked on the journey because I felt there was just a Better Way of doing things. When calm became a way of approaching things, rather than a way of dealing with them the difference washed over me. Its a personal choice, I play very delicate chimes and use a red Buddha to help me focus meditation.

And my philosophy has brought many highways into view, least of which being Interstate-40 which is facing me now. Figurative or Literal I've empowered myself to take action by keeping free and clear, and am now able to do so without compromising my position...