A brief discussion on the difficulties of managing interest and work in a variety of outputs. Here I’ll discuss single discipline focus vs the more ‘renaissance man’ approach and ask questions like should you schedule poetry?
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The most effective solution to a discipline problem is to not make things too much of a chore. Don’t strain the neck, don’t grit the teeth, you don’t have to do it.
It would be better if you do it but it’s fine if you don’t.
This view, the view that you can either have a high grav or a yeungling will leave you with the flexibility and energy necessary to actually get things done.
Being locked in, that way definitely doesn’t help you get things done.
It robs you of energy as you try to find excuses or switch to other activities that are slightly less taxing but almost equally productive.
The reason for procrastination is that you view activities as taxing.
The reason that you view them as taxing is you grit your teeth and you anticipate an outcome. Don’t grit, don’t anticipate, flow.
A rhythm can’t be established if you’re trying to establish a rhythm. You have to let one beat lead to another. The rest will take care of itself.
A fit analogy for this would be tying your shoes. Do you strain or worry about the burdensome responsibility of the skilled labor of shoe-tying? No, the shoes very nearly tie themselves because one twist of strand, leads to another, one knot to another, one loop, to another, and the thing is done. It insists on itself through the intrinsic subtlety of a pair of strings.
Every activity has some subtle intrinsic aspect. Listen for it. Sound it out. And once you have a way to lock into the groove ride it like a gentle wave to a warm and sandy shore. This is the right way to get locked in.
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I talk a bit about how to gain momentum as a content creator. The key I think is to have a good idea of your format. So if you’re a talk-show, vlog, or reporter: ask and answer good questions. Knowing simple things like this will help overcome the psychological hurdle of ‘is it good enough?’ Which too often leads to ‘why bother?’ Go forth and create!
On top of my refrigerator there is a fire extinguisher in a cardboard box. The side I just happened to glance at said something in Spanish about incidio. There was a picture of some onions on a chopping board in a nice kitchen.
I just kind of looked at it for a bit.
I’d been playing guitar. Music isn’t my native medium or. But it is a modality for experience.
As I was looking at the onion on the chopping board I was thinking about how I interface with reality.
How my wordy writer’s brain creates thematic stories interlacing facts, ideas, memories, and feelings in a very ready way.
I’d mused on this many times. Though if pressed, I wouldn’t be able to say if it was before, or after I heard Terrence McKenna speak about seers and readers; that I formalized my ideas about the endless Eden of immortal perception.
Thanks to the availability of instruments, books, and teachers I’ve been able to take the child’s interest of dabbling in everything just a tad further. So I know what it is to slip between modalities of perception purposefully.
I have to pause here to say that I am not attempting to make any sort of veiled boast. I was just very fortunate to be in a time and place where my energies found fertile fields. Where I could learn to surf the ‘great whatever’ in more ways than just one.
What I observed there, as I watched myself observing, was the variable nature of the wave. I would say waves but many waves can really be thought of as one grand wave. If one is aware, becomes aware, or stumbles on awareness of the various ripples of the wave, he can see that we are each sitting (or choosing to sit) on any given one.
I for instance am currently sloshing about between my native intake method of word wise ‘post hoc’ integration and the foreign instrument of wrapping round life with sounds.
I guess what I am getting at is that life is infinitely interesting because within each wave there is a wave. If you get weary of looking at ‘familiar faces, worn out places’ try reading them instead.
Or use somebody’s smile to compose a melody.
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