The S*** Is Hitting the Fan, and I Love It...

New Orleans is Not Like Bombay

by Jim Nolan, President, Therapist, Life Coach

That being said, being in New Orleans, and my draw to New Orleans brings Bombay to mind…

I find that what my mind has no familiar model for, I tend to experience as “chaos.” It’s not, really, but its dance, its own way of being, its arcane logic, is something I can’t grasp.

I love that experience. I don’t know what’s coming next, I don’t know if it’s safe (but I assume it is, because I don’t know it’s not, and that attitude tends to make it safe—I love that about the universe…) I don’t know the rules, and love the perception of “Lawlessness.” It’s effing epic. It’s probably not truly lawless, but that is how it feels…

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Mardi Gras

You can feel the Mardi Gras energy amping crazily up by the hour. I get that that brawling, debauch-promising energy scares a lot of people, and appalls a lot more. I tend to dig it, seek it out. I don’t have to be one of its victims, but I sure as hell want to be a participant-observer…

Every reading I’ve ever gotten (astrology, tarot, angels and guides, energy) tells me (as if one could not know) that I have enormous electrical energy running through my being. They accurately offer that I probably don’t sleep much, and that “inner peace” is probably not my default experience. Correct. It is not.

So what I find comforting is “Tribal Energy” that resonates with mine—an energetic drumbeat that entrains easily with the natural hum and buzz of my own existence. And that’s why I find New Orleans, near Mardi Gras, and Bombay, all the time, sort of like the home that I haven’t found often enough in this life…It’s part of the “Wanderlust” thing I have, too—it has to be. Unceasing movement and transformation…

Going to the beach brings me the closest to calm, so I accept that offering any time I possibly can–and being in chaos feels more like being
mirrored and understood—it’s like finding the closest thing you can get to “secure attachment” in unpredictable environments. It’s what I know.

Letting my life pendulum swing between the seaside and the frontiers of chaos has been the dance of my life, and the joy of it, too, this time around…