Published by admin on September 2, 2017

The Magic of the Open Road

  I slept in my car on the top of a hill on the outskirts of Albuquerque last night. In my head, I was somewhat worried. The guy I met (and partied with) at Marble Brewery was cautioning me against it. Where does this fear come from? It’s like the phantom “boogie man” of my…

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Published by admin on August 7, 2017

The Wisdom of Un-plan

  We place such a high value of knowing what we’re doing in this culture; of having a plan. I have no plan. Sure, I have desires, goals and such– but not a plan.   And that’s not easy–especially in a culture that expects us to know what we’re doing. But I’ve had plans. I’ve…

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Published by admin on May 10, 2017

What if…

  That which you’re seeking, is seeking you.   But because you’re always seeking it, you’re never “home,” and it can’t find you.       www.alexobed.com

Published by admin on May 3, 2017

the depths

  …they pull me. Perhaps it was because, late one night at the age of 7, my family was practically crushed like an aluminum can after a drunk driver ran us off the road, coming home from a friend’s Chuck E. Cheese birthday soiree. Everyone was fine–except me. I couldn’t walk the next day. I had…

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Published by admin on April 14, 2017

California

  For most of my adult life I felt like, eventually, I would end up living in California. At least for a while. Well, here I am. And what a circuitous path it has taken to get here! Short recap: Lived in Atlanta for 10 years. Felt blah. Realized I wasn’t growing. Called my bro…

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Published by admin on March 2, 2017

Perhaps You’re Not as Far as You Think

  I’ve been struggling lately. It’s my age-old nemesis of not having enough money. It’s a sad, boring story that has become my life: on auto-repeat. Insert yawn here. (And it was just made worse hearing a good friend tell me how his teenage son is making $2,000/mo., whilst in high school, with an online yard-cleaning…

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Published by admin on November 11, 2016

My Cabin Steward is a Shaman

It’s the little things. Always¬†the little things. I’m been traveling on a ship that has traveled¬†from Germany to Africa and which is now headed to the Caribbean, and I haven’t had to make my bed. Not once. Each morning, I leave my cabin (usually in a semi-wreck state) and when I return later in the…

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