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I intend for this post to be non-philosophical. Let's see. 😏 I missed writing yesterday, which was pretty much set as soon as I filled the morning with other things. (In the context of my just-this-week intention to write every day, and of

Being and doing (or ∞ [https://www.bakejam.com/comfort-and-intensity/] instead of "and", but I probably won't copy-paste that all the time) is a rich polarity for me right now. Doing-ness - immersed in the hamster wheel, the rat race, striving

I was just reading from Rob McNamara [http://www.robmcnamara.com/]'s The Elegant Self [http://www.robmcnamara.com/Books/The%20Elegant%20Self/], which I have been chewing through off-and-on for a few years. His "Dialectical Elegance" chapter dives into a

I have noticed this [https://www.google.com/search?q=site%3Abakejam.com+mask] in myself. So have others [https://twitter.com/regancodes/status/1292830995633274884]. I realize there's a nice developmental [https://medium.com/@NataliMorad/how-to-be-an-adult-kegans-theory-of-adult-development-d63f4311b553] story about why this happens! We

Getting a bit too formal lately, for my journaling intention. You know, waiting until I have actual things to say. Pfft. That's not the way to run the idea pump! Keep those fingers moving. Drifting thoughts follow. Here's something I&

I was talking and exploring with my friend Randy yesterday, whom I met at my first Authentic Relating [https://authenticrelating.co/] training, and there was this fantastic moment that I want to elaborate here. BTW I'll definitely recommend him as he expands

When I started writing about acceptance [https://www.bakejam.com/humanity-and-acceptance/] , it went in a rather philosophical direction, but I had another angle around urgency that I didn't come back to. The balance (integration of the polarity [https://www.ccl.org/articles/

(To mom, upstairs) "A part of my room fell down." (To me, downstairs) "Dad you really need to come see this and it's not good." Hrm, that sounded a little more serious than the normal kid alert. Heading

<meta> I haven't written in a few days, and I think I worry a bit about burying the more important posts about my research project [https://www.bakejam.com/may-i-ask-you/] and motivation [https://www.bakejam.com/explaining-the-problem/] that immediately precede

This is one I've wondered about for years. "Am I a hard (enough) worker?" Of course "enough" is the emotional content of that question, and it turns out that "enough" really has nothing to do with

In the one bit of quantified self [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quantified_self] (remember when that was hot?) that I've kept up for any length of time, I subscribed to RescueTime [https://www.rescuetime.com/] in late 2008, just 1.5

Last week, my objective was to not have an objective for the week My largest objective for the week is to write back to a lot of well-wishers from my departure Video calls are so much more fun than phone calls I'm

<status: wild thoughts, expressing the ineffable, writing style corrupted by Hamilton rap> I was asked what my goals are now, in fact I had a thought then, of what goals are, connect to, what lies beneath them. Most goals are dreams, visions

I feel a bit of an impulse to polish my writing now that more people are following along. So, I'ma tell myself, "Nope!" and keep freewheeling it stream-of-consciousness style - at least for stuff tagged "journal". Not much

It's been about 5 days now of publicizing my departure [https://www.bakejam.com/letter-of-resignation/], first internally and then externally. I've gotten the "so how does it feel?" question a few times, and interestingly since I did a

Vaguebooking for a few days, but just here to note: I'm feeling such a profound peace and lightness. Free of obligation, of old identities, of socialized constraints. Full of space, of joy, of playful excitement, of anticipation.

Some days you check every task off your list. Some days nothing is on the list. Every day, something is experienced. Some days you feel inspired and write of saving the future. Some days you just ramble to hear your own voice a bit.