revitalization

DSCF1759The big rocks out there sit unmoved by the elements because nobody has figured out a way to move them or cared to try. Most paths are obstructed by one thing or another. When shooting across the highways of the world, it’s rare to come across a stop sign. Rareness implies occurrence though and means more for hope than almost any other word. For why give up on anything if there’s a chance that it might happen?

An experienced traveler and friend of the big names of the late Sixties quotes Dylan, “he said what many of us had on our minds, that “When you ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose…You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal…How does it feel…How does it feel…To be on your own…With no direction home…Like a complete unknown…Like a rolling stone?”

His learned years included decades that most of us will never experience. Isn’t it always neat to accept another person’s point of view? Another sage of the road said, “you’re better off going on a walk, finding some rock to sit on, and thinking for yourself what the best course of action is.” He knew from his years of the many opinions out there and seeking in others assistance to make decisions may or may not be useful. Support can only go so far. The ultimate decider, as our previous Commander-in-chief termed, has a tough task of figuring out what to do. Teamwork helps. People to people interaction is necessary, but not always available.

Sometimes those big rocks will never be moved and were never meant to disappear from where they sit. Still there’s a chance, especially if enough people work together. When alone, the only path forward is to go around what’s in front of you. It may not be appealing. It might sound a little like giving up, but it’s moving…

Why is integrity rare?

We learn to love only though personal interaction. That means face to face conversation and consistent trust in each other. This writer wrote something the other day that really freaked people out. Some found the piece to be honest and unmerciful. Others interpreted the words to be a “call out for help.” After re-reading the piece, this writer agrees that it was not well written. It was confusing, trite, and did more harm than good. Was it the wrong thing to write? No.

CoverWriting is about being right and true. If the writer believes what they are doing at the moment a thought goes from their head to the paper or the keyboard or whatever else records the words, then it does not matter how it is read. Writing is for the writer. Reading is for the reader. There will always be misinterpretations, which is why so many writers go mad. This one will not because it is no longer original to go mad.

Keep in mind, that this form of writing is not where the best works are. Anything published online is suspect to weak writing. Science has proven that online interaction is counterproductive to true relationships. If we really care about the facts and hope for a better tomorrow than today, then the only option is to get off of these computers and smart phones. They are destroying lives and we are not recognizing this aspect of a tool that was conned to us as a communication enhancement, but in reality is taking us away from each other. We come through evolution. We live through experience. We are not meant to be in constant contact with each other. But if we do care to figure out what is going on in another human’s mind, then go physically see them.

“They really lived”

Disclaimer: after receiving initial feedback from this post, the writer must emphasize that the takeaway is to live a purpose driven life. This writer does not like to write about writing. There’s nothing to it really and the technical minded individuals see too many flaws, over-think, and criticize. This writer needs an editor. All in all, things are okay.

One year down, this writer is no longer going to wait for life. Conservatism has a particular strength in terms of limiting risk. Family and friends enjoy hearing about how little is going on because it does not challenge their preconceived notions. Is that really true? I hope not. Friends have been in short supply in Cleveland. One politician said to me that he is “friends” with many people, even those he has not met. My friends are people who I can share a genuine conversation with and hopefully bring out the best in each other. I do not believe social media acquaintanceship has anything to do with friendship. It is recipe for disaster.

AmanI lost two good friends this year. One was a high school friend who first introduced me to the public school crowd and assured my confidence to be myself. He was one of the first people to be honest with me about everything. Whether it be relationships or my book, he told me what I needed to hear, which was often painful. I do not worry about forgetting about him because his spirit lives on through so much that we built. He told me that I need to write about what is relevant to the reader. There’ll be time for that. I still have a long road ahead and the greatest mountains are still years away.

moneymanI affectionately called the other friend my “money man.” He constantly would get on my case about not caring about making money. If anyone is curious, Wild Harmony was a financial failure, as was college, graduate school, the websites, and all of my travels. I had given up on it all until I became reacquainted with these friends from after the New Year. “Money man” returned from Latin America and shared his dream of relocating to his family’s land and leaving this over-the-top capitalistic system we call America. He inspired me to press on regardless of shortcomings, but still insisted that perception is everything.

These two men were full of contradictions, as are we all. They both died in their twenty-fourth year unexpectedly and have caused a tremendous shock to all who knew them. I do not know how to express myself in public about my feelings on this matter. They were both too similar and my proximity to them at the time of their sudden departures is worrisome. We were not in hostile land. We were home. When a soldier or police-officer is killed in the line of duty, there’s an apprehension that is unique to those professions and has often been referred to as honor. My friends did not die with honor. I knew them as honorable men. The myths help.

I know what I must do next and it does not concern holding on to the past. There is not negativity in this decision. Most of the people I know of in Ohio, both family and friends, are amazing people. They have allowed me the privilege to grow up in a comfortable setting. They provided me the love that inspired me to embrace relationships. I leave Ohio for opportunity and continued growth. There’s too much muddled politics in this state and not enough people are ready for the two start-up networks that JAC Communications has been part of. Not many care to meet in person anymore unless it is ceremonial. And for those that I have come across, there seems to be a significant clique quality to their interactions.

We had a fundraiser for one of the deceased on Friday. Even with incentives and extensive promotion, it was not well attended by the greater networks that co-sponsored the thing. Those who were meant to be there were there. The gathering went late into the night and included a bachelorette party that made me lose all hope of finding a soul mate in Cleveland. The fundraiser was a financial failure, but again, I do not care to dwell on that aspect because so many people had an amazing night. My friend would have approved and his spirit was there keeping the party going well into the early hours of the morning.

I have no regrets about these financial failures. Those who expect and drive toward immediate financial success often become disappointed when the increased income does not lead to increased happiness. Everyone is different and there are no consistent rules in this game of life. Balance is the word repeated in the advice part of this experience. We all need some money to get by, but not that much. We all need a safe place to rest, but not a large spectacle of a house with unoccupied rooms. Our individual definitions of success differ wildly and is a cause of misunderstandings that often leads to disappointment.

I feel successful. That is all that matters. I am happy when I move toward my dreams. I cannot share most of what I am doing for a lot of reasons. Talk to me in person and maybe I’ll give you the low down or read the next book. This internet writing is a nice little outlet for sharing my thoughts, but I have found it to mostly be infantile. On another note, if you were one of the few readers who made it to the bottom of this drivel, all of my websites have been compromised by some hacker who is hell bent on wasting my time. So, thanks for taking a time and get in touch if you want to share an idea or two.

You Don’t Know JaC LLC

You Don't Know JaC
You Don’t Know JaC, LLC

You will soon enough. In the coming weeks, JAC Communications will incorporate under the name “You Don’t Know JaC LLC” and launch a series of events in Cleveland, Washington, and New York. The first goal of this new effort will be to thread together this site, Open Door Rapport, Paper Campfire, and Wild Harmony. From there, we’ll be able to move forward with the 2013 networking plan and assist in the further development of volunteer adventurism, community service, and the 2014 triathlon from the southernmost part of Argentina to the northernmost part of Brazil.

The secondary goal is to execute on the mission statement: to assist you with the right people, places, and things. Whether it be a year-long campaign or a one day revision of your online presence, JAC Communications is dedicated to the enhancement of our interconnected communities. Network development today is available in many forms, but is also inundated with the digital overload of social media. In order to maximize efficiency and not waste your time, JAC Communications will tailor fit a public relations strategy to your specific needs.

JimACoyne.com is the personal blog of the proprietor of “You Don’t Know JaC” and documents events in Yellowstone National Park, which became the foundation for Wild Harmony.

Open Door Rapport is the host site for the “That’s What I Believe” podcast and development grounds for collaborative writing and promotion with the 2012 Wild Harmony Book Tour.

Paper Campfire, or the Campfire, is an online community magazine still under development.

JAC Communications is a full service group dedicated to enhancing your network through resume assistance, mentor matchmaking, website management, civic journalism, and public relations. Stay tuned for updates and visit some of the sites mentioned above.

PaperCampfire.com

OpenDoorRapport.com

Izilwane.org (future podcast networking partner)

Grassroots Volunteering (future podcast and networking partner)

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