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A man’s got to know his limitations

I keep coming back to this comment by Harry Callahan. Important important important.

Memory of long ago when I started down my professional path and was tempted by the high risk, high reward (if you’re lucky) shiny path. An older, wiser man in the same profession told me I had to know what I was: a “bet it all” personality or “slow and steady”.

Even me as a dim bulb young lost person knew who I was. I wanted the high payoff but couldn’t tolerate the risk. I also knew the slow and steady path would pay off handsomely, because I had the older, wiser man in front of me as an example.

I doubled down on the slow and steady, and here I am, reaping the rewards.

It works the other way, too. Know who you are and see if who you are is slowing you down. I have been blinded by one of my skills, and now realize it is slowing me down.

Be careful that your biggest assets don’t become your biggest liabilities.

But you can only have those realizations when you know who you are.

Reality laughs. Now I have a clue about why, in a certain activity, I have been stymied. I assumed I should be using my biggest asset. Nope. It’s holding me back.

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Noisy brain

The brain is noisy today. It is quite a change from yesterday. One obvious reason: less sleep last night. When I sleep well I’m in better shape mentally. Make a note to self about that, will ‘ya? Something to work on!

I’m reading Marcus Aurelius and everything seems so trite. “Yeah, yeah, I know that.” Except I don’t know that because I’m not doing that.

I’m rehearsing speeches and conversations in my head—and they will never happen. But in my head, in these imaginary conversations, I sure sound wise. People look up to me because I’m so wise.

Constructing this facade is all for puffing up my ego.

Stop with the rehearsals.

Use the method you have used a million times before and will use a million times again: stop talking to yourself and start talking to God (in your head so people don’t think you’re psycho!). “Hey God, here I go, yapping in my head to myself about how wonderful I am and how much I know and how people should love me more. Help me out, here, please.”

Remember the Jackson Browne song and the line in it. “Get up and do it again.” The title of the song is The Pretender. Get up and do it again, but do the right thing again and again and again.

And it works. All of a sudden I’m thinking about what I should be thinking about, doing what I should be doing, thinking about the person in front of me instead of what the person in front of me thinks about me.

Maybe this is what the Carpenter is talking about with that admonition. “Pray without ceasing.”

Here is the first verse of The Pretender. See how it sets a scene in just a few words. I know those houses. I know that packed lunch, in real life and spiritually. I can’t listen to the song anymore; it cuts too deeply.

I’m going to rent myself a house

In the shade of the freeway

Gonna pack my lunch in the morning

And go to work each day

And when the evening rolls around

I’ll go on home and lay my body down

And when the morning light comes streaming in

I’ll get up and do it again

Amen.

Say it again

Amen.

The Pretender, by Jackson Browne

Say a prayer for the Pretender. I am a pretender.

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In the now all day

Remarkably little inner chatter, just did my work, was pleasant and friendly to those around me.

Maintenance pays off. But you have to do the work.

This note is here to remind me, the next time I’m in the grips of self-pity or some such bullshit, that it isn’t always like that and I can live the good life again, having done it before.

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Now I know

. . . why Marcus Aurelius comes back to the same thought, the same topic, the same idea. Again and again and again.

Because he needs to re-examine the thought in that moment. And so he writes it down.

Daily, hourly reminders. I need them, too. My head can go to hell in an instant. These reminders help me return to heaven.

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Caused by me, caused by something else

What follows coheres with what went before. Not like a random catalogue whose order is imposed upon it arbitrarily, but logically connected.

Marcus Aurelius, Meditations, 4.45. (Gregory Hays translation).

And I am not the connector, the producer. I do not have this power.

At best I can be the sower who goes out to sow. I laid the seed. Perhaps applied water. Everything else happened without me.

Think of this in business and maybe you won’t think that you’re so damned important.

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Free your mind, and your ass will follow

I remembered the Funkadelic song today. Gave it a listen again. It’s still great.

Who would have expected this message from George Clinton? I know someone who was a huge P-Funk fan in the early 70s. She flatly won’t take the man seriously. That he would have spiritual perception seems preposterous to her.

Good Thoughts, Bad Thoughts.

Preposterous or not, there it is. Right in front of you.

Good thoughts bring forth good fruit

Bullshit thoughts rot your meat

Funkadelic, Good Thoughts, Bad Thoughts

Worth listening to. And the song reminds me of the age-old question: do you disregard the art because of the artist? I think the answer is no.

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Standing guard at the gates of my mind

Again with Freedom.to. The old saying is “God did for me what I could not do for myself.” The same is true for a simple piece of software. Freedom keeps me away from the hellseeds of the internet, because I am not yet strong enough to do so myself.

Daily, I set the blocklist. I could set up a repeating schedule but it’s better for me to do it daily. The simple action helps me remember myself.

At some point I will not need Freedom. I know this is true because I see websites on my list that used to consume my attention, and now they are meh. In time, I will be able to take other websites or leave them, indifferent. Training wheels, for now.

Admit weakness, take action. Not necessarily to become strong so you can resist evil, not so you can banish evil entirely, but strong so you can make the evil irrelevant to you.

I simply, for instance, drink black coffee. Through time and repetition I weaned myself from added sugar, then added cream. Now the presence of sugar and cream is as relevant to me as the presence of salt and pepper. Don’t want, choose against.

Admit it, though. Today you need help from software.

Yes I do, and I’m grateful for it and the people who brought it to my attention.

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My phone is now a blessing, not a curse

Ever since I started using Freedom.to aggressively, my phone has become a blessing rather than a curse.

The Kindle app (to read) and the WordPress app (to write) mean this thing I carry around feeds me. I am reaching into my pocket less. If I’m standing in line somewhere, I stand in line. I don’t pull out my phone to do things.

I can and do listen to good books on my phone. (Taleb’s Incerto got a complete triple play recently. Going through it three times without a break? That’s a lot of Taleb).

I can and do listen to good podcasts, and I am now avoiding bad podcasts. One in particular had many, many gems, but I had to dial it down because of the (ahem) associated externalities (Scott Adams). How to think, good. The other stuff, eh, a bit much for me. Better to read his books. Right now the good podcast I’m tracking is The Warrior Poet.

I didn’t think I would get to the point where my phone was my servant. But here I am. Accomplished by saying no. Via negativa.

I really should set up an affiliate link to make some money off my constant reference to Freedom.to. But I won’t. Money is not why I’m here, doing this. Adding money to this activity will change it.

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Decision made, action taken

Yesterday a decision was made.

Action has been taken. What was decided has become real.

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Do less

Via negativa.

If you do less, you do the things you do better. You’re not hurried and distracted.

Marcus Aurelius wrote something new about this in Meditations. It wasn’t there last time I read the book:

But we need to eliminate unnecessary assumptions as well. To eliminate the unnecessary actions that follow.

Marcus Aurelius, Meditations, 4.25 (Gregory Hays translation)

I make up stuff and take actions because of the made up ideas, not because reality requires me to act.

Strip away opinions that are luxury opinions. I don’t need theme, they don’t improve my life, they don’t directly bear on how I deal with the things that happen around me today.

In fact, I don’t even need to have opinions about a lot of things that happen round me. Yes, these things may be real. (Though I really do not know, because the difference between factual reporting and propaganda is negligible). But they are not relevant to me.

If I don’t have an opinion on something outside my control, I don’t take action on it. Better yet, I don’t get sucked into misery because of my attitude about things outside of my control.

Even having opinions about the things within my control might be superfluous.

Peace of mind is one thing. But being less busy? That would be an immediate blessing.

Watch yourself. If you’re disturbed, you know the reason is because of yourself. Something exists (in or out of your control) that came to your attention and now it bothers you.

Let’s deal with the easy stuff first. Recognize the “out of your control” stuff and allow yourself to not have an opinion. Be agnostic.

Then you can let the “I’m bothered” inflammation heal because you’re not continuing to irritate yourself. And you’re likely do do less dumb shit, like say things about stuff that you know nothing about and will never affect you anyway.

Like politics. The recent election made me toxic. That’s the main reason for the hard boundaries I have placed around the garden of my mind (blocking software like Freedom, for instance). All of politics is out of my control, so there is no reason to have strong opinions. Or weak ones, for that matter. It’s not my job. It might become my job, but it isn’t my job today.

The important change is the deeper meaning of what is happening to me. By that I am referring to strengthening the inside man, the moral character, and by doing so being of value to the community.

In that arena I have moved from lethargic indifference to quiet participant. I have stripped away the luxury opinions of political outrage. Those opinions do me no good and make me a cranky bastard, or no help to others. I’m reminded of Bob’s joking reminder of how not to be helpful: “He was wrong and I told him so.”

That is an example of via negativa in my life today. I am peaceful and, God willing, I can be helpful to those around me so they can see reality, find peace, and help those around them, too.

You would think that this course of action makes me softer, wishy-washy. I am discovering that quite the contrary is happening. There is an inner core of belief that has become clearer, easier to act on. I know why these beliefs are beneficial to me and those around me.

Despite being strongly held, these principles make me more broadly tolerant than before. But without question I am becoming harder in other ways. (I use harder in the sense of describing a hardened warrior. Tough, unafraid, has seen things, realistic, decisive. Anabasis, by Xenophon. Think of those men.)

If I am typical (probably not!), what is the overall impact on national politics? What would be the impact of many people like me, turning inward toward old virtues, from the Stoics and Christianity? Not my problem. That is something I am sure of.

My job: live an honorable life, care for and help my family to the best of my ability, care for friends and neighbors, support actions that are the best for my immediate community as a whole.

Anything beyond that and my impact is diffuse and unlikely to make a difference. My actions (“Save the whales!”) will make so little difference to the perceived problem that they will only serve to increase my dissatisfaction.

I, alone, cannot save the whales. And when I try and fail, I will be unhappy because I failed. So I do things within my control only, for local impact only, and let the impact of those actions ripple outward as they will.

Who know? Maybe this is the cumulative effect of half a lifetime of work on the inner man. All I know is that the path feels right. Do less, do it locally, do it at a foundational level.

And do it slyly, like the fox. 😉