I had a crazy long and good day today. I had a meeting with a potential client to show the specs and research we've got, and I had a blast. Very cool woman I met from their marketing department. I was running on low sleep since I stayed up last night polishing, formatting, and making the presentation aspect of the research look sharp. There's a huge opportunity for the company we're pitching to, and this could be a massively virtuous thing.
My adrenalin actually got up for presenting, which was great. I love adrenalin. However, adrenalin withdrawl kind of sucks, and 10 minutes after I was out of the building I was about to fall apart like a pile of jelly.
Somehow I managed to find my way into Dung Tailor, who I wrote about in "Is it cheaper to fly internationally to buy your next suits, luggage, etc?" I tried on a shirt and pants they made up, and they fit so perfectly. I thought to myself - wow, I just presented some specs and research to a massively successful client, and I just asked for a lot of money in budget to build for them. I should probably pick up a suit, I haven't had a proper suit since I left my home-office in Boston for the road back in 2008. So I picked it out, got it all done up, and I was amazed - $250 for a nice suit and two very nice shirts. Amazing. The Vietnamese are skilled tailors too. Anyway, Dung's contact info is in the "cheaper to go international for suits, luggage?" post. Say hi to Ming if you go, Ming is really cool and speaks English well. Dung is cool too - very stately, great vibe, excellent tailor.
After this, I'm totally exhausted. I do the math and realize I've slept less than 4 hours over the last 30 hours or so. But I'm in a weird zone where I don't want to sleep, I'm overtired. Grr. Okay, I'll stop to get a massage with some essential oils. It's like $10 at the spa. And there is playing this really lovely lullaby music with harp in it. It felt like flying. And I said - run with it. Daydream.
So I'm getting the kinks and lactic acid battered out of my legs and I'm daydreaming about flying with wings. If I had wings, I'd go skiing, and go off a crazy jump, and flutter down. My mind wanders. I think I'll go to the Opera next time I'm in Beijing. My mind wanders. I wonder what Oda Nobunaga thought before the Battle of Okehazama? What would I be thinking? I daydream, thinking about torrents of rain pouring down while riding against an army 10 times larger. Dismounting and sneaking through the woods to raid the back of the Imagawa camp, the fighting breaking out in the rain and mud, slaying Imagawa Yoshimoto and seeing the ranks of the Imagawa troops dissolve, saving the Oda clan from destruction.
The music shifts, and I come back around. I like to let my mind wander sometimes, it feels like relaxation time for the mind. I like to daydream and imagine. The way I see it, I'll act 45 years old, or I'll act 5 years old, but I try not to act very much in between. Either stately, poised, serious, or lighthearted, carefree, whimsical. 25 and 35 are okay too. The key is just avoid acting like you're 15 - scared, angsty, rebellious, confused. 5 year olds are good. 45 year olds are good. 25 and 35 are okay. No 15, no good. 5 is good. La la la.
I think there's a myth that all high achievers are dead serious. They are when it suits them, but most of the high achieving people I know have a pretty lighthearted and carefree side. You gotta learn ultra-serious, it might be necessary sometimes maybe, but it's nice to be light and carefree too. How would skiing be different if we had angel's wings? La la la. But this very same thing, imagination, also lets me step into the shoes of Oda Nobunaga or Meyer Rothschild or Thomas Jefferson and imagine what they'd have been feeling, doing, being. Imagination is good. When's the last time you really daydreamed, just let yourself totally zone out somewhere?
And of course as with all dreams humans are working on making them a reality. Enter Speedflying: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UwWLnaME0CI
You friend Chase puts it well, explains my process of learning (or rather, not) to play the guitar many years ago. Wanted to be Hendrix, Page, whoever, didn't want to put in the hours.
Guess my daydreaming is still on the 15 year old level.
Perhaps daydreaming a little more will get me to level 25 :)
Nice observation by your friend there. Totally makes sense. Probably the reason why artists (painters, musicians, etc.), or generally people, who are very passionate about the thing they do mostly succeed - they enjoy the process. They love painting, playing music, writing. Achieving something great in the end is either a nice bonus or a logical outcome of their efforts.
Whoa, your blog really encourages me to think more for myself. You got me hooked. I like spending time on your blog. Good marketing :)
I actually daydream like every day :)
Think about where I would like to be, which superhuman powers i'd like to have and so on. Then I get sad and look at my goals again...
That's my motivation and demotivation cycle. Damn, that's the first time I actually notice that. Maybe I should stop daydreaming? ^^
"The strong manly ones in life are those who understand the meaning of the word patience. Patience means restraining one's inclinations. There are seven emotions: joy, anger, anxiety, love, grief, fear, and hate, and if a man does not give way to these he can be called patient. I am not as strong as I might be, but I have long known and practiced patience. And if my descendants wish to be as I am, they must study patience." -Tokugawa Ieyasu
In the late 1400's, the ruling Ashikaga Shogunate of Japan became weak and lost its hold over the country. A many-sided civil war broke out, thus beginning the "Sengoku Period" - known as one of the most bloody and lawless periods in Japanese history, but also an era of some incredibly most heroic leadership.
Eventually, "Three Great Unifiers" came to power and ended the conflict through victory. These three were Oda Nobugana, Hideyoshi Toyotomi, and Tokugawa Ieyasu.
In the end, Tokugawa Ieyasu won, and his family ruled Japan for the next 250 years. However, he's probably the least popular of the three great unifiers in Japan.
Nobunaga is popular for having an incredibly fierce, martial, masculine spirit. At one point, the warrior-monks of the Honganji allied themselves against Nobunaga and harried, harassed, and ambushed his armies. The Honganji provided supplies, spies, and information for Nobunaga's enemies and sometimes faced them in direct combat.
Being high up in the air isn't a problem until the wind starts blowing.
Then the dance begins -- your mind rebels, and you have to do everything you can to not get sucked down into it.
The veteran climbers at The Gunks in Upstate New York have adjusted, but it's my first climb outdoors.
We wanted a 5.3 difficulty climb, but birds were nesting. So we're on a 5.6 called "High Exposure" -- a fitting description.
Adrenalin and bravado are a potent mix, and the first two-thirds of the climb were uneventful. Pleasant, a walk in the park. I'm a natural for this stuff. If I dropped 10 kilos, I could be a a pretty great climber. This is easy.