First off, I want to give you gratitude. Thank you for inspiring me. Thank you for shifting all sorts of paradigms in your work and life and insisting on doing it in a big way. Thank you for insisting on just being you, and holding it up like a beacon for those of us who cannot choose the 'normal' way.
By way of introduction, I like puzzles, and have been working on several including some that involve the systems of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Today I want to introduce you and others to the work I have been doing with Traditional Chinese Medicine and in particular it's way of describing the way that energetic systems of the body change in time.
I'm no 'HooHa' but let's say that I'm also no Banker Extrordinaire. I got no MBA. I'm no resident expert on the financial systems of the world. I try to stomach through a medicinal dose of conspiracy theory videos about the banking system. The only credentials I hold are those of an Industrial Designer, and I'm afraid they've expired from lack of use.
If only that were so for the debt.
All that said, what I am is a mathematician.
I do math problems in my head that I apply to everything around me when I'm walking down the street. I read books about Math. I have mathematical diagrams on my walls in the office representing problems that I am currently solving. As a programmer I do math for work.
I don't know about you, but when I read Plato in High School and then again in College/s, I had to wonder a little about what they were pumping into the campus water that made this guy so friggen important. Particularly the Platonic forms. I just didn't get it. Who gives a fuck about 'Chairness'?
Dude going on and on, boring his own damn self. Please.
Pan out like, I don't know, say 20-30 years later, and I'm having a bit of an 'Aha' moment out of the blue but surprisingly coming from what we earthlings would typically classify (in all of our silliness) as an 'Eastern' frame of reference.
I remember an indomitable spirit when I was 8 and prancing around in the forest or at a campground somewhere. Something that would overtake me, and that gave everything a smell and taste and feel of something really special always about to happen.
I wonder if 8 year old's still feel that way.
I wonder if 8 year old's still go around mesmerized by the puzzle-piece-butterscotch of some ponderosa pines: go around walking just to find and smell the candy bark. Or pulling down Usnea and chewing it, and thinking about how in my mouth is a symbiosis of an algae and a fungus.
The quality of some of my time these days seems punctuated strongly by the literal sense of other cities, other times, other frames of reference.
We come into this life and we start growing. I am a different person now than I was, say 30 years ago. Somehow these last weeks, the dreams I had then I am re-experiencing now through a different lens.