Day 2 on my mission to blog everyday. It already feels like a maximum effort. But maybe that’s the point of it, extreme and extraordinary effort for the sake of exercising that muscle. We’ll see.
Don’t worry I don’t plan on counting the days.
by Ray Potes
Day 2 on my mission to blog everyday. It already feels like a maximum effort. But maybe that’s the point of it, extreme and extraordinary effort for the sake of exercising that muscle. We’ll see.
Don’t worry I don’t plan on counting the days.
Not sure exactly why but there’s an itchy part of me that says blog every day. If you follow this, you know I’ve tried. Many times. And I get pretty good at it, but then a trip comes up or some work gig and it’s gets all screwed up. Gonna try again though.
Doesn’t make much sense, especially when I try to explain it to someone out loud, but that’s what it’s all about right. Listening to intuition and surrendering to it. Not a huge fan of that word “surrender” but when we replace it with “allow” or “trust” then it sounds more flow-y and less resistance-y.
It’s just interesting that “update the blog everyday” is coming in way louder than say, “take photos everyday”, or “make zines/books everyday”. I do have these feelings but they are lesser than blog. I do like the writing but the message isn’t, “write something everyday”. It’s a very clear, “update the blog everyday.”
The idea is that your higher self knows what’s best for you and communicates with you through your intuition. We have all experienced the type of tension where you want to do something, but something feels off and you back out or go the other way all of sudden for no apparent reason. Like work was hectic today and I was gonna go for a walk right now but the blog is sitting here, all hungry and waiting.
Could it lead to bigger and better things? I have looked into it multiple times. Bloggers earn a living by evolving into book writers, online teachers, public speakers, youtubers, podcasters, all of the above or more. Not sure any of those things are calling me. (Though I have experimented and I still think it would be cool to podcast regulary, just hard to find guests to commit.)
I actually think there are multiple higher selves, many in each dimension.
Let’s say you are in 3rd grade. Let’s say you are in danger of failing class. So you call up your future 12th grade self, a senior in high school, and say, “I need help with my homework.” He will say, “Who cares if you fail. You need to learn it one way or another. It’s ok if you get held back a grade because you will still graduate high school.”
Not very helpful. But if you call up your 5th grade self, who is still in the same school and familiar with the teachers and campus, then maybe his insights will be more helpful. My imagination gets vivid sometimes and maybe this analogy isn’t the right one.
Either way, I think this blog probably helps my brain with organization of thoughts, ideas, and photos. At the very least, we can say that is worth it. But is it necessary to go everyday?
EVERYDAY.
Ok, everyday it is then.
I talked to the Cheetah today. He has visited my dreams before, along side some other animals like the Whale and the Eagle. But today he showed up solo and he talked for the first time.
All he said was, “Purpose is speed.”
I have been feeling under the gun lately and behind on all my deadlines. Before when I’d see him, I thought it was a symbol for utilizing speed. Like the message was that I have speed or am built for speed so I can afford to push it a little harder.
But today was different. Purpose is speed. Have purpose, have speed. Speed is purpose. Cheetah is the fastest land animal and has speed to catch food or escape predators. Survival purpose. Great purpose.
I ended up with more questions than answers. Humans are asked to do more since our survival in suburbia is a little easier than living in the jungle. I thought I had purpose, could I have a misalignment? Could my purpose right now be incorrect or false? Or in the areas where I need things to hurry up, are my actions and thoughts and feelings not purposeful?
Maybe a little of everything. Lots to think about. But his words woke me up, that’s for sure.
My brother is a chef and the other day he had a pop up at our friends restaurant, Burgerlords. It was a full house. Got a few pics.