Leon Logothetis's Blog, page 22

Whose got the best idea for a mini adventure?

Adventures don’t always have to be humungous.

Adventures come in all shapes and sizes.

Adventures can happen when you’re at home. When you’re at the office. When you’re at the grocery store.

Living life to the fullest doesn’t need a hefty price tag. Living life to the fullest doesn’t need a round trip ticket to Papa New Guinea. Living life to the fullest can happen anytime you so desire.

Flat line living is not our destiny.

Life is waiting. Like a succulent strawberry eagerly calling for us gobble it up…

My latest mini adventures:

I went to a museum on my lunch break
I Drove my Vespa down the Pacific Coast Highway (to get a Starbucks even though there is one right next to my house)
I Had a vegan picnic in a park and invite passers by for a nibble (I am not a vegan!)
Skinny dipping…
?*

*What’s your best idea for a mini adventure?

The Best mini adventure idea I will do and take pictures & video and post on twitter and Facebook. And the best one wins a signed copy of my book too.

F*CK IT!

F*ck It!

No.

Seriously!

F*CK IT!

 

One day a rather mean spirited and uninspiring teacher told me the following:

“You wont amount to anything Leon. It’s quite sad really”

I believed him.

Then one day I stopped believing him.

I travelled the world.

I met inspiring people.

Many of them changed my life.

I remember sitting atop a mountain in Nepal and screaming…

F*ck it! I am going to live life the best way I possibly can. I am going to make life an adventure.

Tell me about your F*ck it! Moment…

Ps: I sent that particular teacher a copy of my book!

Go on. Be silly. It’s good for you. I promise!

Do something silly. Then post it on my Facebook page. If it doesn’t make you feel better I will give you $678,903,178*

*payable on June 28th 2789

Go on. Be silly. It's good for you. I promise!

Do something silly. Then post it on my Facebook page. If it doesn't make you feel better I will give you $678,903,178*

*payable on June 28th 2789

Had any epiphanies lately?

I find that epiphanies come in all shapes and sizes.

Some are big.

Some are small.

The beauty of an epiphany is that its probably been sitting somewhere in the back of your mind waiting patiently for you. Hoping that one day you will make that connection. The connection that will spark it up into life. A spark that could change your day or change your life.

My greatest epiphany was realizing that I couldn't live behind my desk anymore. Living life devoid of adventure, passion, creativity and joy was not for me.

My latest epiphany happened whilst talking to my dog.

Yes. I talk to my dog.

If I treated everyone the same way I treated Winston Churchill II…

…I would attract oodles of positivity into my life. Love begets love.

Had any epiphanies lately?

When was the last time you went on a spontaneous adventure?

I was sitting at home.

I was bored.

I didn't want to be bored.

I decided to crush my boredom.

So. I immediately left my home and went to Vegas!

My little spontaneous moment of combustion led to me winning $1million*

When was the last time you went on a spontaneous adventure?

*Not really. But my mini adventure was worth the $215 I lost at the roulette table!

 

 

STRANDED episode ten: Saved

STRANDED episode nine: The end of the Line

STRANDED episode eight: Fools gold

Aaron & the Kindness Cab

The Kindness Cab is all about connecting people. Its all about hope. When I bumped into Aaron in New York City these two defining reasons for embarking on my cross country trip came sharply into focus. I suggested Aaron write a guest blog for me and he obliged. I hope you are inspired by his story. I most certainly am. -Leon

I was at a point of frustration and stagnancy in my life when I happened upon your Kindness Cab. I was lost in my sophomore year at a large, prestigious institution at which I wasn't quite sure I belonged, and struggled to figure out what kind of future it was shaping for me. Undoubtedly, I greatly appreciate the position that I'm in; it's not every day that a kid from a South Central Los Angeles public school gets a full-ride to an Ivy League school. Yet still, I constantly yearn for something within missing in my life.

I was a quiet child, content with my imagination or various books my mom would bring me from the library where she worked. I was a total nerd and proud of it, though I had few real friends to speak of and my divorced parents fought often. But my passion for literature and technology kept me out of trouble, off the streets and in the house. In the house and in my head, where there was emotional safety and security. I created an emotional fortress of my passions, fortified by fictitious characters in novels and virtual reality. I built this fortress to protect myself from people who may mean me harm or ridicule me, a defense mechanism that persists to this day.

So here I am, writing to you while I stand at a personal crossroad in my life, one in which I'm realizing I actually quite enjoy socializing and connecting with others,yet atthe first window of opportunity to make meaningful connections, I freeze out of fear, then question my actions in frustration. Is it a fear of the inevitable vulnerability, or that I fear creativity? I say "creativity" because meeting strangers is liberating. It allows you the opportunity to redefine yourself, to wipe the slate clean. Strangers don't have preconceived notions of you or projections of who you are. They know nothing about your strange quirks or past mistakes. They've neither heard me speak in class nor seen my awkward dancing at parties! Yet time after time again, I stand hesitant, frozen in fear of the potential vulnerability. I stay put within my childhood fortress, safely out of reach of that human touch and vulnerability I yearn for.

Thus, every few days I bike. Ibike to Brooklyn, Harlem, the Bronx, Jersey, anywhere. I bike to discover new wonders that exists but a few miles from my dorm. To rekindle that sense of freedom sorely yearned for. But most importantly, I bike to form a connection with the microcosm of human interaction that is a New York street corner. Whereas a car allows one to exist within a glass bubble of isolation, cycling breaks down those barriers and makes one vulnerable to human contact. In essence, riding into the evening sun recharges my spirit for another day.

That day I ran into Leon, the white 323 area code gleaming on the side of the Kindness Cab immediately caught my glance. I thought, "What is a Los Angeles cab driver doing out here?" I sat there on my bike and pondered this for a few minutes. I thought, maybe it was a mistake? A joke? An incredibly lost cab driver? I thought through a few more possibilities until suddenly I had a grand, albeit obvious, thought: Why don't I just ask? So against my fortress' army of defense mechanisms, against my fear of vulnerability, I lumbered over to the two men talking next to the cab and shyly asked, "Whose cab is this?"

I spent the next week reading and discussing the book with friends, yet between midterms and life I let it sit on my shelf untouched. Yet yesterday, when I was at a low period of uncertainty with myself and my academic potential, I remembered this unfinished read and picked it up again. I polished off page by page, watching the chapters and hours alike fly by, until I was greeted by the epilogue. To say that it inspired me and left me reinvigorated is an understatement. I felt myself in your shoes through every step of tragedy and triumph, setbacks and leaps of faith. I admired your courage and persistence.Yet through this inspiration, I had but one thing to ask myself: what can I take from this book's lesson, and how can I apply it to my daily life?

ThoughI am but a young man with a kaleidoscopic collection ofaspirations at my disposal, one of my main ones has been to inspire others to travel and meet new people, to learn their stories and document their own transformations. Introspective Journalism, if I may. Your kindness has inspired me to pursue this dream, to not shy away from vulnerability, but to seek it out, if not (dare I say) actually thrive in it! I wholeheartedly believe in the good that you're aiming to expose in the world, and now I ask myself, how can I be a part of something this beautiful, this transformative, this rejuvenating?