I was just discussing the role Herman Hesse’s, “Narcissus and Goldmund” has had in my life. The namesake characters are the archetypes for the themes in this article.

I lived the first part of my life as wholly Goldmund and found myself unhappy…

A more stoic life has yielded an unexpected bounty and appreciation for life itself. I don’t think I knew what happy was before.

Sometimes I guess less really is more.

Scary shit.

I’m a firm believer in “fake it til ya make it.” It builds muscle memory and confidence.

I may be more polyamorous than I thought... as a single gay man it’s comforting to have a posse of friends with benefits!

I’ve been asking myself, “is it enough?”, all week and the answer is usually, “yep!” That’s liberating for a recovering perfectionist!