I read a lot of informative posts on marketing and distribution for books, and it all makes sense to me, especially the parts about the importance of doing the MATH.
In the process of sifting it around in my head I came to the conclusion that I don't think I'm ready for the big time quite yet.
It's not that I don't have my dreams, and it's not that I don't believe that dreams become reality - because, at least for me, there have been too many dreams that ended up happening for me to doubt that possibility.
And so I've let the idea of marketing percolate around in my brain here, right?
Now, as it percolates around in there, it touches on any number of other bits of things that are also constantly percolating around in there.
Like magnets, or maybe Velcro, bits connect and stick; sometimes seemingly unrelated bits end up stuck together.
So as I was pondering how to go about this marketing thing, and whether I even really WANT to go about it, my brain threw out a reference to this FIBONACCI thing.
Not quite sure what to make of THAT, it took me a bit to recognize it for what it was: my mind telling me to look to the spiral for answers.
Sure that sounds somewhat mystic. I'm of mostly Celt-related lineages, so it's allowed. I'm also INFJ, so it's practically mandatory.
At any rate, I recognize a spiral when I see one.
And you know what?
They don't start on the outside (dream catchers excluded, but they're man made).
Fibonacci.
Spiral.
They begin in the center.
They spiral out from there in the most natural progression ever identified.
And there's my answer.
HERE IS MY ORIGINAL POST:
PHI - 1.618…
You don’t have to be a mathematician to appreciate the beauty of a spiral.
They’re everywhere.
Go to the grocery store and look at the bottom of a pineapple. There it is.
Fibonacci.
Fibonacci.
Check out a seashell. There it is again.
Fibonacci.
Fibonacci.
Pick up a pinecone and examine it carefully. You’ll find it there, too.
Fibonacci.
When the season’s right, head on out to a sunflower field and see what you can see in the pattern of the seeds. Yep.
Fibonacci.
When the season’s right, head on out to a sunflower field and see what you can see in the pattern of the seeds. Yep.
Fibonacci.
Close your hand into a fist and look at it from the top, your thumb wrapped around your curled fingers.
Fibonacci.
Fibonacci.
The human body is amazing. You know those drawings of a person where they’re all stretched out and there’s a circle around them and measurements? Go on line and you’ll find what I’m talking about.
Hurricanes spiral. Watch the weather channel for pictures of storm development. Tornadoes spiral.
Fibonacci.
Fibonacci.
Galaxies spiral.
Fibonacci.
Fibonacci.
Our DNA is comprised of a double helix, which is … hmmm … countering interconnected spiraling strands.
Fibonacci?
Fibonacci?
Ocean waves when they curl into themselves do it in that same ratio.
Fibonacci.
Fibonacci.
Make a dream-catcher. You won’t notice it as you’re working on it, but when you’re done – there it is AGAIN. You’re working on it from the outside in, but as soon as that center holds, you’ve got yourself PHI, which is a Greek letter they use to designate the ratio thing. The letter Phi is a circle with a line through it from top to bottom. Pronounce it 'fie'.
1.618…
Fibonacci.
Fibonacci.
People have been using spirals for probably longer than any other symbol.
Artists use Phi.
Photographers use Phi.
Architects use Phi.
Our government was created by men who knew the value of Phi in a whole different way.
Coaches use Phi. Believe it. Game plans have to balance.
It makes you wonder, doesn’t it?
Spirals are beautiful. They are also vitally important. They keep everything in balance, hold it all together.
In philosophy, the Golden Mean is the point of balance between too little and too much of whatever you’re discussing, whether it’s how much food to fix for dinner or the governing of a nation.
It’s not just a physical phenomenon is what I’m saying here.
We use it every day in a thousand ways.
Things have to balance.
Remember the dream-catcher?
That center must hold or everything falls apart.
We have to find our own centering point.
When we’re walking, our center of balance keeps us from falling over.
When we’re living our lives, both outer and inner, our centers are what hold us together.
Go out and pick up a few pinecones. Get some old ones in there, ones that are beginning to come apart. Guess where they start falling to pieces. When they lose their center, it’s just a matter of time before they’re goners.
Posture and body mechanics are (surprise!) important if we want to keep our physical health. Why do you think ergonomics is such a big business? We shouldn’t need anyone to tell us, or help us with special equipment, to stand, sit, walk, yada yada, in accordance with the way our bodies are designed, which is centered.
Maintaining our personal centers is just as important; it’s not like we want to lose our internal balance any more than our physical balance. We need both.
So take a good long hard look inside yourself, find what centers you, and keep it strong.
And all of this extrapolates into everything else in our world, from you and me to our families to our communities to our states to our regions to our nations to our global relationships clear out to the stars and whatever might be beyond them.
Just sayin’.
Let’s not be any more unbalanced than necessary, okay?
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