Tuesday, February 20, 2018
Monday, February 19, 2018
Sunday, February 18, 2018
Surfing has superb experiential flow qualities. You often surf better if you think less and let the surfing come, maybe coaching yourself with "Okay, don't get bogged down in technicalities; just go with the flow." When things are really coming together in a session or over a week, the flow experience comes on in full force. You surf your best without trying, doing fluid, radical turns, which start feeling automatic, as though you are watching them just happen. Time seems to slow. You feel open, connected, empathetic, and yet effectual, in riding along with the physical liquid flow that is a breaking wave. Those times of peak attunement are also fleeting. No less important are the ordinary days, in ordinary waves, with all the mellow and harmonious feelings, the sheer fun and beauty of the deed, the pleasantness of being immersed in salty air, a wispy breeze, and glassy, gently shifting, luminously reflecting seas. "It's good just to get wet" is what surfers say. You need it, often if not daily, to feel sane and stay stoked.
-Aaron James, Surfing With Sartre: An Aquatic Inquiry Into A Life Of Meaning
Saturday, February 17, 2018
We'll start our analysis with a truism, stark, self-evident and understated: Sometimes things do not go well. That seems to have much to do with the terrible nature of the world, with its plagues and famines and tyrannies and betrayals. But here's the rub: sometimes, when things are not going well, it's not the world that's the cause. The cause is instead that which is currently most valued, subjectively and personally. Why? Because the world is revealed, to an indeterminate degree, through the template of your values (much more on this in Rule 10). If the world you are seeing is not the world you want, therefore, it's time to examine your values. It's time to rid yourself of your current presuppositions. It's time to let go. It might even be time to sacrifice what you love best, so that you can become who you might become, instead of staying who you are.
-Jordan B. Peterson, 12 Rules For Life: An Antidote To Chaos
Friday, February 16, 2018
Solzhenitsyn's Cancer Ward translated into English...
The door was usually shut tight, but at the moment it was slightly ajar. It was dark inside. In the darkness he could hear a heavy gasping noise. There was no nurse in sight. Either they were with other patients or they were asleep.
Oleg opened the door a bit more and edged his way in.
Dyomka was asleep. Shulubin was the one gasping and groaning.
Oleg went right into the room. Now the door was open there was a little light coming in from the corridor. "Aleksi Filippovich ..." he said.
The gasping stopped.
"Aleksei Filippovich ... Do you feel bad?"
"What?" The word came out in another gasp.
"Do you feel bad? Do you want your medicine? Shall I turn a light on?"
"Who is it?" Terrified, the man breathed out and coughed. Then the groaning began again because the coughing was too painful.
"It's Kostoglotov. Oleg." He was now right by the bed, bending over it. He was beginning to distinguish Shulubin's great head lying on the pillow. "What can I get you? Shall I call a nurse?"
"No-thing." Shulubin breathed the word out.
He didn't cough or groan again. Oleg could distinguish more and more detail. He could even make out the little curls of hair on the pillow.
"Not all of me shall die," Shulubin whispered. "Not all of me shall die."
He must be delirious.
Kostoglotov groped for the man's hot hand lying on the blanket. He pressed it lightly. "Aleksei Filippovich," he said, "you're going to live! Hang on, Aleksei Filippovich!"
"There's a fragment, isn't there? ... Just a tiny fragment," he kept whispering.
It was then it struck Oleg that Shulubin was not delirious, that he'd recognized him and was reminding him of their last conversation before the operation. He had said, "Sometimes I feel quite distinctly that what is inside me is not all of me. There's something else, sublime, quite indestructible, some tiny fragment of the universal spirit. Don't you feel that?"