On Sensing When it's Time to Shake Things Up

From the top:

• Welcome back, friends.

• Happy Sunday.

• Read time: a brief thought in time today

See you out there.

The opening of Herman Melville’s Moby Dick

“Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off—then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.”

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I think this is the most brilliant opening to a book. And I think it’s a good warning.

Before the latency of living catches up to us, we must be doing something about making the most of it.

There’s only today. There’s just the time to do, or stop doing, the thing you’ve been thinking about doing or stopping doing. Just today to ask the question, love, forgive, admit, and honor our higher things.

Get out to the proverbial sea, else you find yourself (and myself) “grim about the mouth” and “bringing up the rear of every funeral” you meet.

What’s the last thing you did that didn’t make sense to the preceding decisions you’d made before that?

When was the last time you got out to sea?

Reply to this and tell me. I’d love to hear. Or, if you have no idea what I’m saying here, reply and tell me that too because sometimes I wonder.

Stuff I’ve Been Into

Readies

I’ve been reading and enjoying Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson.

Podcast

I’ve referenced Tim Urban in a previous post. I think he’s so much fun to read/listen to. Listening to people like him talk about the future makes me fascinated by the future. Others make it scary. Trying to subcribe to not scary.

Doing

Garden’s coming along, people! Starting to eat things out of it - peppers & soon squash and beans. Rabbits have gnawed down my lettuce supply.

Welp, have a great week. Thanks for reading.

Andre