The Quantum Side of Life

Fact; a man in middle age is an irrational being.
The sports he played gracefully and skillfully in the preceeding twenty years are now played witha ruthlessness and hardened determination his creaking body can no longer sustain. Worse still he decides to play a sport he gave up when he was a teenager (I played rugby until I met my wife when I was 26, at 44 I had a pyschotic episode and thought I had one more game in me, with extremely painful consequences).
His career path is all but set or, and this is dangerous, no longer fulfils or excites him enough to keep him occupied. If his long suffering but past caring soul mate is lucky he will explore DIY, stamp collecting, bell ringing, etc. If his life partner is extremely lucky he will take up golf which at least keeps him out of the way for 4 to 5 hours once, if not twice, a week.
More worryingly he may open one of the many self improvement/philosophical letters that tumble through the letter box as his card in the great reference library of life is, without warning, pulled when he reaches the age of 40.
So, I'm afraid, it was for me.
My first foray into the dark arts of self improvement was with an outfit called Neo Tech that some may have heard of. The smudgey inked publication on cheap recycled paper (before recycling became the thing) gave 10 (or 12) stories about how this amazing system could improve your life. The articles were fantatsic for a gullible middle aged man who, due to a hormonal imbalance (caused, it appears, by no greater ailment than no longer being thirty something) was searching for the meaning of life.
Looking back, the reason the stories resonated was because they hinted at something spiritual. The disappointment when receiving the equally poorly published tablet (it was that big and heavy) of the main text was great indeed. Instead of feeding the spiritual awakening, which had so rudely been got out of bed by the initial teaser booklet, it tried to put things on a logical and scientific basis. Never forget I was 40 at this stage and therefore way beyond logic or science. I wanted the dirt on the meaning of life.
Having scoured the text for the clues on the original spiritual roots of Neo Tech, I eventually found (or did it find me?) "the Three Initiates" which at last suckled the new feeling in me. This lead me, like a lamb to sacrifice, to the Law of Attraction and when the movie "the Secret" hit everyones PC I was well ahead of the game.
However when a man's life hits forty somethings gets ever weirder. Having given up caring about my sanity, and indeed being disappointed when I found my self having the odd lucid moment, I came across the Quantum side of life. Middle age had seen me read some quite strange stuff but now I was heading full pelt into the dark arts of self improvement. Actually "dark arts" is really unfair because the last thing Quantum stuff professes to be is dark. Nevertheless, it is so weird and out there (do they still say "out there"?) I haven't told my wife and nor do I plan to do so - it is our little secret.
Having imbraced the weird I decided to tell the world of my mental imbalance by way of a blog at www.thequantumsideoflife.blogspot.com. Come and join me on the other side - you'll never look back, especially to the staid and boring 20s and 30s.

A journeyman of many years in the Law of Attraction, see blog for full Bio