
Purpose Struggle
Yesterday, I decided that my blogging career should come to an end. I was doing myself a disservice. I told myself that the goal of the posts was to dig deeper, peel back the layers, get down to the core. But by publishing online (or on-chain as the case may be), I was subconsciously writing for others, even if I told myself that I didn't care if others read. So, in an effort to be more authentic, I figured I'd stop publishing and start doing a private journal. Within 2 hours of that decision...

Value. Happiness.
I feel happy. It's fun, it's light, like a feather floating at the beginning of Forrest Gump. But, like the feather, it's not grounded. It can flitter and float away. Value is also ephemeral. We know it when we see it. We feel it, somewhere deep inside. Something connects to us, saying "yes, this is worth it." The "it" that it's worth is energy. Energy in the form of time, attention, money. The things of which our possession is limited. There's a reason why all the great traditions point to "...

Cultivating Stillness
When the swirling stops, the dust settles. The debris falls away. The water recedes. The picture becomes clear. The value becomes apparent. But so too the ugly truths. The things that make me scared; make me sad; make me want to cry. So, despite the feeling of fullness that comes from seeing the landscape, my mind responds, like an emergency vehicle, seeking to whisk me away so I don't need to feel the discomfort, the pain, the brutal reality. But, I'm not in the back of the ambulance. I'm th...
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Purpose Struggle
Yesterday, I decided that my blogging career should come to an end. I was doing myself a disservice. I told myself that the goal of the posts was to dig deeper, peel back the layers, get down to the core. But by publishing online (or on-chain as the case may be), I was subconsciously writing for others, even if I told myself that I didn't care if others read. So, in an effort to be more authentic, I figured I'd stop publishing and start doing a private journal. Within 2 hours of that decision...

Value. Happiness.
I feel happy. It's fun, it's light, like a feather floating at the beginning of Forrest Gump. But, like the feather, it's not grounded. It can flitter and float away. Value is also ephemeral. We know it when we see it. We feel it, somewhere deep inside. Something connects to us, saying "yes, this is worth it." The "it" that it's worth is energy. Energy in the form of time, attention, money. The things of which our possession is limited. There's a reason why all the great traditions point to "...

Cultivating Stillness
When the swirling stops, the dust settles. The debris falls away. The water recedes. The picture becomes clear. The value becomes apparent. But so too the ugly truths. The things that make me scared; make me sad; make me want to cry. So, despite the feeling of fullness that comes from seeing the landscape, my mind responds, like an emergency vehicle, seeking to whisk me away so I don't need to feel the discomfort, the pain, the brutal reality. But, I'm not in the back of the ambulance. I'm th...
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Every day for the past month, I’ve had a coffee date with AI.
I literally sit down, with a cup of coffee, with an appointment on my calendar that says “coffee with AI”.
During that time, AI (I’ve used ChatGPT, Gemini, Perplexity, Claude, and Venice) and I literally have a chat, the way I would with a friend.
It’s not “write this letter for me” or “do this or that.”
No, it’s a chance for us to have a conversation about whatever topic I want.
Many days, recently, at least, it’s been about quantum computing and its aspects and implications.
Sometimes, I am in need of financial or tax advice.
Sometimes, I do a therapy session on an emotional issue that is challenging me.
Or, it can be help with how to present a difficult topic to a friend.
It really doesn’t matter.
What matters is that I look at the AI in the same way that I would if I were having coffee with you.
Only the AI has the amassed knowledge of all of the world’s PhDs in any topic, has infinite patience, doesn’t look at its phone during the conversation, and has versatility to explain things to me in a variety of ways.
The point here is that I’m training myself to collaborate with AI.
It’s easy to be AI’s boss.
It’s more challenging, but more rewarding, to be AI’s friend.
Every day for the past month, I’ve had a coffee date with AI.
I literally sit down, with a cup of coffee, with an appointment on my calendar that says “coffee with AI”.
During that time, AI (I’ve used ChatGPT, Gemini, Perplexity, Claude, and Venice) and I literally have a chat, the way I would with a friend.
It’s not “write this letter for me” or “do this or that.”
No, it’s a chance for us to have a conversation about whatever topic I want.
Many days, recently, at least, it’s been about quantum computing and its aspects and implications.
Sometimes, I am in need of financial or tax advice.
Sometimes, I do a therapy session on an emotional issue that is challenging me.
Or, it can be help with how to present a difficult topic to a friend.
It really doesn’t matter.
What matters is that I look at the AI in the same way that I would if I were having coffee with you.
Only the AI has the amassed knowledge of all of the world’s PhDs in any topic, has infinite patience, doesn’t look at its phone during the conversation, and has versatility to explain things to me in a variety of ways.
The point here is that I’m training myself to collaborate with AI.
It’s easy to be AI’s boss.
It’s more challenging, but more rewarding, to be AI’s friend.
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