“Adam’s scripts were the best thing about Get a Life – and we all tried to write in Adam’s voice. That was the job.
Tag: mind
You write every day until you don’t
Regular visitors to Victus Spiritus have likely realized that my posts here have all but stopped over the past month. I’m not finished writing by a long shot, but this blog has certainly shifted into a new phase.
Today I fed a few fish
Quality time with my Pop
This morning my father picked me up on our planned fishing trip which embarked out of Port Jefferson harbor. The crisp early sea air was delightful as we made our voyage from one fishing spot to another aboard the Celtic Voyage IV. Overall it was a perfect day to be outdoors and out on the sound.
What I learned in a couple weeks off line
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The world keeps on spinning with our without us pushing. It’s natural to step away from the wheel to refresh a struggling perspective. Especially when life feels upside down.
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Soak in some sun, but not too much. There’s a quality of sunlight that both refreshes and centers.
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Look around for a paradise not far from home. My house is just a half hour away from the ocean, and in the summer it’s a great place to cool off and relax.
The sounds of the waves are calming, there are quiet stories in the breezes, and beacons along the shore.
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Let yourself unwind. Even those with the most voracious appetites know how to relax.
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Share your space with others. I’m continually astonished at how beautiful a place can become when filled with life.
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Literally alter your perspective by moving to a different vantage. Just a couple of weeks ago we paddled along the surface of the Peconic river by kayak. Yesterday we viewed the same passage from high up above, revealing the riverside environment.
Take a break and come on in, the water feels fine. Don’t forget to bring a friend.
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Derek Siver’s Don’t Punish Everyone, or why rules based systems are flawed
Sun in your eyes
Photographs, windows into our personal history
This morning’s brief riff is about the priceless nature of personal photographs. In particular, I’d like to pay homage images which serve as keys to the most beautiful moments of our lives. You can chock the motivation for this post up to effusive sentimentality and the toll of time, eroding my once sharp memory1.
Do you need a vacation if you love what you do?
Having only experienced the faintest glimmers of loving my profession (rare moments at my day job), the signals for a vacation are slow to build but unavoidable. It begins with a mild form of wanderlust, distractive thoughts which dance at the edge of my conscious attention. If ignored for a few weeks or months, the feeling progresses into a malaise that cannot be shaken with my standard instruments of exercise and rest.
