My approach
The Adventures of Spaghetti Eddie will paint with a broad brush.
The events, turns and surprises in my life could be construed as happy-go-lucky, serendipitous connections. In reality, my life creations were born from creative visualization, choices, and simply making myself available.
I’ve been to all seven continents and I will continue to travel until I can’t. The escapades with family, friends, my career and hobbies are all fair game for blog fodder.
My goal is to, amuse, enthuse, inform and inspire.
Origin story
The Adventures of Spaghetti Eddie has a simple origin story and it introduces an underlying concept that will percolate throughout the missives, observations in the stories I will share.
A good number of the adventures and events in my life have been associated with both conscious and subconscious creative visualization. Some are the early experiences that can shape our paths in life and create our systemics. Then, as we grow, our dreams of the future, our desires, and our goals can manifest into reality and affect our life trajectory. A trajectory we navigate by our choices.
My origin story is a fine example of how the mechanics of visualization can create an outcome. Kristin, my mate, had many children’s books, but her favorite was, The Adventures of Spaghetti Eddie written by Mary Jackson Ellis. In it, Eddie watches his sister making spaghetti. She has to run out for a short time and tells Eddie not to touch anything. Eddie decides to make spaghetti for the entire neighborhood. Soon every pot and bowl in the kitchen is overflowing with noodles. Of course, Eddie’s plan is discovered and after a scolding, the spaghetti is indeed delivered to the neighborhood. Eddie means well, he’s not afraid to take risks, he’s mischievous, but generally forgiven because he enjoys helping other people and Eddie’s has a robust and generous heart.
Well into our marriage, Kristin’s mother had saved this book and presented it to her. After I read it, the parallels were unmistakable, all the characteristics of little Eddie can be used to describe me. I put the book down and said, “Kristin, you married Spaghetti Eddie.”
Even now, years later, I sign notes and emails to Kristin with an ‘S’. If I do something in the spirit of the book, she’ll call me Eddie Spaghetti.
I still don’t read the directions.
The Adventures of Spaghetti Eddie 