80 days later

This is for you. It’s never easy and it takes effort. The easy part is to make up your mind. Executing and consistency is the hard part. Laurels are not won on the stage or during the performance in front of hundreds or thousands or hundreds of thousands. They are earned in the early mornings, the times where you take a step and question yourself about whatever it is that you are doing and then proceed, either by deluding yourself in some vision of the future or by convincing yourself that every other option is pointless, in the times when your face is marred with defeat but you decide to dust it off and get back at it.

Life isn’t a big fancy movie but it’s got ups and downs just like any adventure. In all of that action, resolve is paramount. Results come by virtue of staying at things, consistency and repetition are key. Repeated movement around the sun, around the objectives, and around whatever propels us forward. Forward towards whatever is next. I have been doing daily meditation for 80 days now and can tell there’s a difference from when I first started. To drop whatever is going on and proceed with an effort to realize something. The realization that this body is floating in a sea of things that are taking place irrespective, is not small. However, it is the action of consistency that makes you realize the importance of the little things amidst what seems like a futile journey.

I will write more about the process sometime as well but for now this is just a check-in.

The Frequency Decreases… Yet Again!

No, I’ve been meditating for 66 days continuously now. If anything I can say that it has been having some or maybe no difference at all in my daily life. However, the one change I can definitely tell is that I don’t have any expectations from the practice. In fact, this post is written for the very purpose that I am not going to unravel some great mystery about the universe by this practice. However, I am going to continue to practice every day. I think the expectations one has from life, relationships within that life, and then the outcomes from those expectations are serious detractors in life. The frequency of posting here definitely has decreased and I will attribute that to work getting started all over again.

This post does however mark the merger of my own personal notes and the blog that I am now maintaining as my physical journal. My body of work which will remain after me. Hopefully, someone going through the same trials and tribulations will be able to use this as a reference and not make the same mistakes or perhaps use the steps I took to make it a wonderful life. For me, it was a poem that shaped many of my ideologies since I was young. Not all but some.

“A moment there my buoyant heart hung slack,

And then the glad, barbaric blood came back

Singing a livelier tune; and in my pulse

Beat the great wave that surges and exults …

Why I was there and whither I must go I did not care.

Enough for me to know

The same unresting struggle and the glowing

Beauty of spendthrift-hours, bravely showing

Life, an adventure perilous and gay;

And Death, a long and vivid holiday.”

‘Swimmers’ by Louis Untermeyer

In other news, I have a few drafts that are pending publication here on this blog but I am encouraged to write and write more often. I think I will now write with a sense of urgency because I know that all this privilege I have been afforded should not be wasted. In a related story about making life better each day, I am now almost back to regular running. I did feel something funny in my ankle today but hopefully, the little kinks will unravel as I get more time stamping the tender grounds. Aerobic in Zone 2 is the fad of the day. Perhaps I can get 8 kilometers in each day.

2022 Will be the Year

Yesterday while watching David Sachs and J Calacanis from ten years ago I was pushed to write this post. On October 18th in 2009 I was tweeting about climate change. It was innocent but “visionary” at the same time. Maybe not as much but no one in my circle was talking about global warming and definitely no one was talking or tweeting about it on Twitter. I’m sort of in the same situation where I would like to do things that are at the forefront of human ideas. Not necessarily technology but anything that pushes the boundaries of how we think about things.

I’m sitting at this airport and if my blog was monetized enough to sustain my travel around the world that would be enough. Not asking too much, right? I think I also want to add value to my ecosystem as well. That would give me satisfaction and keep me intellectually active.

I think focusing on events of the week and backing up my opinions based on data is something I would like to do going forward. Maybe it helps someone, maybe it helps me to see how this blog trends in future. Either way I think that will be a good addition to the blog posts going forward.

There’s no shortage of remarkable ideas, what’s missing is the will to execute them.

I guess this is me executing those ideas.

Hustling at Everything

After a couple of conversations I realize that everything I am trying to do with my job, family, health, and life in general can fit easily into the category of a hustle. It’s not discouraging or meant to be inspiring, it just is what it is. I’ve realized that I can get comfortable not easily but I can eventually. The only way around that is to remind yourself of your “why?”. It sounds easy when I put it like that but it’s not that straightforward.

The meditation today was major distraction. I don’t know when I will really be at a position to say that I was lost in serene understanding of what I am and how I connect with this universe. I don’t know if I ever will, though the effort continues. At least I can sit for 10 minutes without any major hiccups and I can even say that I’m expecting to take it forward to 20 minutes. All this sounds constructive until I am made to realize perhaps I need meditation.