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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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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I feel it coming on, like a storm gathering in the summer sky.
It arises and the sensations spread through my body.
My shoulders tense up. My stomach feels hollow. The blood pressure starts to rise.
It’s a problem.
Or at least something I consider to be a problem.
Perhaps it’s an external fact. I have just driven the car over a pothole and now I hear a rattling.
Or it’s an internal perception. “Should I have said that to him?”
And an instant, I feel the gears of the rational, logical brain come online, looking for ways to immediately solve.
Turning it over in my head…and over and over and over, I get fixated.
Obsessed.
Sometimes, it seems to me, it might be wise to resist that impulse.
Not to give into the obsession.
Not ever, of course, just not immediately.
Sit with it.
Let it sink in.
Arrive fully.
Take a deep breath.
And then, perhaps a bit more clear-headed, invite the rational mind into the meeting and say “ok, now that we accept that we’re fully here, what can we do to improve the situation?”
I feel it coming on, like a storm gathering in the summer sky.
It arises and the sensations spread through my body.
My shoulders tense up. My stomach feels hollow. The blood pressure starts to rise.
It’s a problem.
Or at least something I consider to be a problem.
Perhaps it’s an external fact. I have just driven the car over a pothole and now I hear a rattling.
Or it’s an internal perception. “Should I have said that to him?”
And an instant, I feel the gears of the rational, logical brain come online, looking for ways to immediately solve.
Turning it over in my head…and over and over and over, I get fixated.
Obsessed.
Sometimes, it seems to me, it might be wise to resist that impulse.
Not to give into the obsession.
Not ever, of course, just not immediately.
Sit with it.
Let it sink in.
Arrive fully.
Take a deep breath.
And then, perhaps a bit more clear-headed, invite the rational mind into the meeting and say “ok, now that we accept that we’re fully here, what can we do to improve the situation?”
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