Category Archives: Awareness

Attention

“Attention is the commodity in the currency of time.” Tim Ferriss

I heard this on Tim’s podcast today and it sat heavy on me.

Where we pay attention, we spend our energy.

As our energy goes, so goes our music.

As our music plays, so our story is written.

It all begins with our attention. Protect it.

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Omakase

The Japanese have a word that means “leave it to me.” The word is omakase.

The beauty behind omakase is the theme of trust and creativity it offers when communicated. Mostly, you’ll find the word in sushi restaurants on the menu when the guest wants the chef to do his thing, his art, and his craft with freedom and fish in-lieu of ordering random selections a la carte.

Omakase is a two-way street. It’s an offer of ‘leave it to me’ and it’s a trusting acceptance of ‘I’ll leave it to you’.

However, you’re probably not going to be given a blank canvas until we’ve seen what you have painted before. Most omakase is earned.

Or put another way, you probably need to start dazzling before you’re asked to dazzle.

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Building Walls or Finding Doors?

The same walls we build to keep us from guilt and shame are the same walls that can be a barrier to our hope and joy.

Have you ever wondered what’s in the next room of your life? Are you looking for the next pivotal dot to connect to the one’s you’ve already gathered? Could there be just one final number you need to crack a code?

If so, it’s going to take a door to find these answers. Most likely these answers are on the other side of the walls you’re surrounded with now.

Hint: Strangers, books, solitude, travel, and sunsets tend to hold the keys both the doors we find and those that find us.

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The Comfort that Mutes Our Surroundings

Get just enough to be comfortable and you just may be blinded by what else there is or what else could be.

A life filled with trinkets will never fully energize a life designed to be powered with the treasures of meaning, purpose, and fulfillment.

Wherever you’re headed, it’s rarely a sprint. Unfortunately, it’s a surprise to most when they get where they didn’t know they were going.

Where is the quiet drift taking you?

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O Me! O life!

O Me! O Life!
By Walt Whitman
Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
                                       Answer.
That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.


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