Inspiration

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We often measure success by what we do, what we have achieved, and the material symbols of our accomplisments. We proceed in life, at times in a linear fashion, subscribing to our Plan A.

What if we took a different approach to focus on BEing versus DOing. What could we learn on this path?

This journal is meant to be a chronicle of my journey of BEing. A quest of sorts with no destination.

All quests need a guru or guidepost, and mine is of a four-legged variety who constantly lives in the moment, defines his happiness from the number of carrots he receives and loves with a true heart and generosity.

I call him Q.


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