Little and often
I'm back to reading Micomastery by Robert Twigger.
Actually, to be precise, I've got 10 pages left to read of Anthony (Ant) Middleton's book, First Man In. Of course, it's very Alpha Male but if you're an ex-SBS operative, I can't imagine it would be any other way.
It seems so strange to think that a few years back I met him in Paignton library and got someone to take a picture of us together. If I'm honest, I was only vaguely familiar with his persona, less still the popularity of the SAS series.
Back to Mr Twigger's book. I suspect you can guess from the title that the premise is to find joy and happiness in doing many things and not adopting the 10,000 hours approach to, inter alia, cooking, getting fit and calligraphy. The thing is, it's not even that I want to get better: I just want to show up and find joy in the doing.
I used to think that having lots of interests — I'm naturally curious — was a bad thing. The whole idea of success was to go narrow and deep. My legal career was a little like that but then again, I was very lucky that I could pick up new things quite quickly and turn my hand to making money.
What really am I trying to say?
Simply this: having had a few days off on holiday, I realise that I've been sucked down a number of blind alleys which has made my life a little lop-sided. I mean let's face it, there's nothing wrong with chilling out over something that has no destination, less still a purpose. In fact, the more things I do, the happier I'll be. That's not to say I won't have to put some hard graft in to making sure I hold all these things aloft but I feel confident I can grasp the current stream of consciousness and do something productive.
I feel at this juncture that what I'm pointing to is a series of belated New Year's goals — haha. I don't think so. All I sense is that time is running short and I need to let go and stop being so uptight.
I'm excited to share a few of my projects with you.