There is.

It’s about what we consume and the cost of convenience. It’s about wealth, status, power, and a host of other lies. It’s about failing institutions, fledgling movements, agents of change, and forces of inertia. It’s definitely about impact and footprints.

It’s about the goose and the gander, but it’s also about the gosling. It’s about the grindstones we choose to put our noses to. It’s pennies and pounds, wisdom and foolishness. It’s about straightening out, flying right, pulling ourselves up by our bootstraps, betting our bottom dollars, and throwing babies out with bathwater.

It’s about action items, moving forward, taking discussions offline, meeting requirements and coming through on deliverables. It’s about needing you to come in on Saturday. Yeaaaaaah. Not a half-day or anything, see you there 8 a.m. sharp. What say we agree that it’s not about that? How about if we agree, up front, that it’s about not that? Deal?

While it’s about identifying and renouncing, it’s also about recognizing, acknowledging and embracing.

It’s about the choices we make about how we live our lives, and about how our choices and actions make our lives, and the lives of others, better or worse. More importantly, it’s about what “better” and “worse” mean.

Is there a point to all this? I was a student of philosophy and religion for several years, and heard it explained in myriad ways by gurus, prophets, artists, poets, and philosophers. For my money, no one ever put it better than Bill Hicks:

The world is like a ride in an amusement park. And when you choose to go on it, you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it’s very brightly colored and it’s very loud and it’s fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question, is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, “hey - don’t worry, don’t be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride…

…It’s just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It’s only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one. Here’s what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride…

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the point.

Check. Check. Testing 1… 2… Sibilance! Sibilance!

Every time I get out, it pulls me back in. Looks like I’m blawginatin’ again.

“But what’s different this time?” you ask astutely, “What’s gonna keep ya blawwwwwwgin’ this time? How long until we see the first posting gap of longer than a week, a month, a season?”

I don’t have an answer to that. Maybe you’re right. Maybe this blog will shortly join the others in my blog graveyard. Or perhaps it’ll burn brightly for a short time, then become stale, and just before the end, feature several posts promising you that I’ll resume posting more regularly.

But maybe, just maybe, this time things will be different. Maybe I’ll back my intention to post regularly with action. Maybe I’ll get those photos off the camera and onto the blog. Maybe this time you won’t be disappointed when you click that bookmark looking for a fresh post.

The question, dear reader, is whether or not you’re willing to risk it all again. I know you’ve been hurt before. I know you’re tired of the lies. I know your instinct is to recoil from the risk. I know. And if you can’t bring yourself to put your heart on the line again, I understand.

I could offer you promises and reassurances, but I’m not going to do that. Not again. This time, all I can offer is a chance for us to be happy, a chance to make our relationship as blogger and reader something special. Really, all any of us can ask for is a chance, and this is ours.

Let’s take it, whaddya say?