Fellow lovers, dreamers, believers, forgive me for my M.I.A. status of late.

But this post should bring you all up to speed on what’s been happening behind the scenes, where I’m at right now and what we can all expect for the future of the b. movement and Mykel Dixon.

I think it is important to say something with your life.

For it to mean something that is of deep importance to you. And this really takes something. It’s not easy for any of us to decipher the whisperings of our hearts amongst the bright lights and noise of our current world.

One must know what one stands for.

I’ve known for a very long time what I stand for but somewhere along the way I got scared it might not turn out the way I wanted. Pretty soon I was trying to figure out the safest, securest most guaranteed option.

And in another of life’s great paradoxes, the safer I tried to make my life, the scarier it became.

That’s not really a stand at all.

If you find yourself backed in a corner, locked in a cell and you knowingly swallowed the key, sometimes its necessary to shake things up a bit.

Sometimes you gotta go through the wall.

I found myself in this place recently but the moment I truly accepted where I was and my role to play in arriving there, I didn’t care how long I’d been stuck, all that mattered was getting out. And it’s amazing how things align when you take any kind of action.

I also feel strongly that another vital ingredient to a life a depth, peace and fulfillment is that if you are going to say something (and we are all saying something) it is very important that your life looks the same as you say it is.

In other words you walk your talk.

Not only do you give what you stand for the best chance of success but your own sense of self will be strong enough to see you through the hiccups which will inevitably present themselves along the way.

I was beginning to seriously doubt my vision and my commitment to making it happen.

It is with these flavours swimming round my head I realized it was time for me to leave Melbourne. Just get out for a bit and hit the refresh button.

I originally thought a month would suffice.

But a month, became 2, became 6 became 12 and before I knew it I had a bunch of work visas for foreign countries, an open ended ticket and had begun to clear out and sell up my studio.

All this took place in the last 6 weeks.

I packed my life into a bag, said a very teary goodbye to a very special someone and walked onto a plane.

I am currently in Hong Kong with a bag full of clothes, a case full of electrical/musical gadgets and a guitar and I’m just beginning to taste the tantalizing scent of the unknown in the back of my throat.

My very rough itinerary looks like this.

Hong Kong (now) – India (aug – nov), France (dec) – Sierra Leone (jan 2012) – Montreal/New York (feb) before settling in Berlin (mar – ?)

My intention for this adventure is to deepen my faith in the Divine source of our oneness, to embody all that I have learnt up until this point and express the fullest expressions of who I chose to be in this life, at this time.

I am only limited by my imagination, my courage, my gratitude and my willingness to work.

Though only the landscape has changed I am now very present to the unwritten pages that lie ahead.

My hope is that my unfolding story and the stories of those I meet along the way will provide value of sorts to you and your own life and choices.

I never planned on being a minimalist, lifestyle designer or digital nomad but it appears I have become one. Might as well embrace it.

I have a fully mobile recording set up with me and can write and record music in hotel rooms, on beaches, in airport bars and mountain tops.

And I intend to continue writing what will become my highly anticipated, genre defining, Grammy award winning, worldwide smash hit debut album entitled “fuck yeah”

So there you go kids, the same b. movement goodness with 19 times the nutrients.

I managed to finish a bunch of tunes before I left which I will be giving away for free to those lucky peeps who subscribe to the mailing list.

And I look forward to sharing some adventure with you.
 
 

I’ve been quiet on the blog front for a while.

My 30 day challenge brought with it many insights and just as many questions.

I’ve wanted to write here for weeks but couldn’t justify taking your time and attention without knowing what I had to say would be a positive contribution and make some small difference to you.

There is just so much noise on the internet.

For now, this can be my gift to you.

This video is worth the time. It is such a beautiful film. Please do your soul a service and watch it. Your life will be richer for it.

I promise.

I woke up yesterday morning with a fearful look on my face.

A tightness in my chest. A brooding dark cloud over my heart.

Monday.

Maybe I’ll just ride this one out. Tuesday will be better.

I’ll just stay safe beneath the covers, in the warmth and security of my bed.

Then I had a little thought.

I’m very used to waking up this way. I am very experienced in waking up scared.

I have been doing it most of my life.

In retrospect, I’m a fucking pro.

And in some strange way I felt lighter.

‘I know this feeling’, I thought. It’s very familiar to me. I’ve felt it countless times and lived to tell the tale.

Perhaps this is just who I am?

Perhaps I’ll wake up this way for the rest of my life?

Perhaps waking up scared…..is okay?

There doesn’t seem to be a need to be scared of waking up scared anymore.

I’m used to it. There’s no surprises there. If I woke up happy, confident and proud, perhaps I should be worried.

But for now, there’s nothing to fear. Everything is as it should be.

I’m still scared .

Big deal.

I haven’t actually completed one whole day of all the things I said I would.

Not one.

Seems my unruly habits are well etched into the very core of my being.

Check this out, on day 2, during my hour of exercise, I found $50 in a pocket of my shorts. Snap! Time to celebrate!

Without hesitation I watched myself wander through a café close to home and before I knew it I was walking the last triumphant 300m of my glorious run sipping a cappuccino and puffing on a Peter Styversant.

Oops.

I’ve tried and failed at many challenges before and despite my stumbling & fumbling something is different this time.

I’m far more mindful of this attempt. I am lighter with it.

And coupled with an unexpected sense of compassion for myself I have been able to notice a few things that will continue to make a difference for me and hopefully might for you.

I’m going to share these over the next week, everyday a new insight, so that you’re not overloaded and so we can both get back out in the sunshine.

This is a marathon and not a sprint.

In fact I’d like to go a step further and say I’m not even at the start line yet. This 30 day challenge is training for the marathon.

I think where I’ve fallen over in the past is that when I’ve declared to change my life, set the date and begun I have expected everything to be different and perfect from that moment forth.

Of course I have no practice, experience, technique, momentum or proof that I can sustain that kind of transformation. I inevitably falter then call the whole thing off cause I slipped, even just a little bit, from the expectations I’ve set.

I’ve decided that how I am approaching this challenge is that this is the rehearsal. This is ironing out the details, checking my boots, learning the terrain, trialing a few different techniques.

It’s the pre-season and the game isn’t for another 24 days, so I can make as many mistakes as I like before the siren goes on July 1^st.

I can build myself, my capacity, my power, my confidence, my technique, my game plan, gradually, gently, consistently for the whole month. 3 steps forward 2 steps back if I have to.

What is important is to keep moving forward, trying things and noticing them.

I’ve always thought this approach to be weak. Real men make a promise and stick to it!

But it’s power lies in the consistency. Much like the softness of a stream of water. Over time it can shape the hardest stone with grace and ease.

So I’m going easy on myself and I recommend you do the same (Especially the die-hard I’m not good enough and never will be until I change absolutely everything I can about who I already am kinda peeps).

Not in a give up, give in, slacken off, quit, make excuses, justify kinda way.

Just a pat on the back, you’re doing great, hang in there buddy, the best is yet to come, kinda way.

We’re doing the best we can with what we’ve got.

Always room for improvement.

Always worth acknowledgement.

Hurrah for us all!