Musings on Poker and Other Stuff
I would argue that I am mostly a hippie. I go crazy for things like blind horses that need homes, or abuses to the environment. I am very active fighting for mostly bleeding heart causes. And still, the most amazing thing about humans is our ability to adapt to things entirely new to us. And what I am realizing is that I might have sold myself short on a lot of possible interests. By deciding that I am a certain kind of person or into a certain kind of thing, I might totally miss out on the things that make being an individual so amazing.
Some of the things that I never had an overt interest in have been some of the most exciting and rewarding interests or hobbies in my life. For example, when I first went to Thailand I planned on just beaching it up. But when I met a group of Thai people that were going to the South to teach climbing, I decided to go with them. They taught me to climb. It wasn't something I had ever really considered doing. It became one of the most rewarding things I ever did. By virtue of letting myself be open to something totally new, I discovered a sleeping part of myself.
Poker is one of those things also. And ironically, something which has now also started to define me in some ways. It wasn't something I was pulled to at all. But once I gave it a chance (really to be able to have a conversation with my boyfriend), my eyes were open to all the intricacies I was ALL IN so to speak. The more I learn about it. The more I love it. And if you would have asked me 5 years ago if I wanted to play Hold Em, I probably wouldn't have known what you were talking about. However, allowing myself to be open to the possibility that it might be some hidden talent I just hadn't discovered yet, I found another love.
Most recently I stumbled upon shooting. I am a constitutionalist. So when I heard that the powers that be were working on ways to take away the 2nd amendment, I thought, what the heck...I'll get a concealed carry permit. I never had the intention of getting a gun. I just wanted to get the permit so that if I ever wanted one, I would have gone about it in a very safe and legal way. The CCW class totally blew me away. All the laws and rules and situations were fascinating. Even more than that, this whole culture that seemed to feel people who didn't own guns were strange. I ended up shooting nearly perfect on my test. And yet again, I had found something I never would have expected that just adds to the core I "think" is me. I can be a mystery even to myself I guess. Constantly evolving by letting myself be shaped by the people and possibilities around me.
I got my first gun last weekend and am already signed up for a Tactical shooting course.
If you would have told me even one year ago I would be doing that, I would have laughed at you.
It makes me so excited to imagine what is coming next. What gem will I be exploring next year that seems foreign and ridiculous to me right now. Unraveling all the possibilities of this life one at a time is one of the greatest gifts we have. I am always grateful.