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jer979Purpose 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...
jer979Value. 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 "...
jer979Coffee with AI
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 quant...
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When climbing a mountain or taking on any other challenges, a wise course of action is to “gear up” appropriately.
Getting the right shoes, sleeping bag, backpack, snacks…whatever. It’s helpful to have them or, in some cases, pick them up along the way.
But when that challenge is complete, it’s no longer necessary to wear the hiking shoes or carry the sleeping bag.
They have served their purposes.
Look at them with gratitude and then let them go.
It might feel good to say or think, “ah, this was the backpack that went up the mountain with me,” but the backpack itself, like the first blossoms of spring served its role at the appointed time and for its appointed purpose.
Then, just as we watch the flowers that turn to leaves, we have a choice.
Either long wistfully for the flowers that once were or savor the flow from flower to leave to the inevitable bare limb.
The things we pick up along the the massive trek that is our lives are no different.
When climbing a mountain or taking on any other challenges, a wise course of action is to “gear up” appropriately.
Getting the right shoes, sleeping bag, backpack, snacks…whatever. It’s helpful to have them or, in some cases, pick them up along the way.
But when that challenge is complete, it’s no longer necessary to wear the hiking shoes or carry the sleeping bag.
They have served their purposes.
Look at them with gratitude and then let them go.
It might feel good to say or think, “ah, this was the backpack that went up the mountain with me,” but the backpack itself, like the first blossoms of spring served its role at the appointed time and for its appointed purpose.
Then, just as we watch the flowers that turn to leaves, we have a choice.
Either long wistfully for the flowers that once were or savor the flow from flower to leave to the inevitable bare limb.
The things we pick up along the the massive trek that is our lives are no different.
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