My name is Frank Peter, a uniquely burdened and blessed male primate who otherwise refuses to be labelled.
I jumped off the treadmill of “success” years ago. I belong to no clubs. I have no religious or political affiliations. I hold no positions of coercive authority. And although the stork dropped my buns down a chimney in the United States of America, I consider myself, first and foremost, to be a citizen of the world.
My status as a freelance human being was partly earned (a source of deep satisfaction and pride) but was enabled mostly by opportunity (a source of deep humility and gratitude). I do my best to honor this privilege by embracing life with compassion, courage, and generosity.
My postings here are the earnest expressions of a serious student of life… someone who has been brought to tears by Beethoven’s Ode to Joy and Pol Pot’s killing fields… and whose first-hand experiences have earned him the right… and demand of him the responsibility… to speak.
I share them as a proclamation of gratitude, an aspiration to become a better person, a celebration of human dignity and potential, an embrace of the joys and perils of freedom and responsibility, an appeal for global solidarity and peace, and an invitation to live a deeply examined and meaningful life.
Every word here began as an honest, but not always successful, attempt to define and solve my problems of daily existence. Born of confusion, anger, resentment, fear, frustration, shame, despair, illness, heartbreak, and loneliness over the course of decades, these writings took shape… from tentative smatterings on scraps of paper… to where they are today… a collection of short and sweet notes to my younger self… still incomplete, still containing more questions than answers, but hopefully a few steps closer to understanding and navigating this mysterious journey called life, with all its sufferings, joys, perils, and possibilities.
Like a message in a bottle, I cast these words into the ocean with the hope that they might connect with others of like mind and heart on some distant shore.
But before we begin, a confession is in order. Although I declare many things here with unapologetic enthusiasm and conviction, I am no saint. While I do my best to align my behavior with my core values and to transform my rants into meaningful action, I fail in many ways, big and small, almost every day. Please forgive my imperfections… and walk with me for a while.