Inspiration

The quest to find oneself—to find that which moves you, that which makes you you and not anyone else—is, in a way, the shape of one’s true purpose. Often, it is also that which you must keep explaining, because you simply can’t help it. It insists on being. Over the course of an intense and immersive week at that old lighthouse of minds—where history hums through hallways and questions hang heavier than answers—we, as a cohort, but I especially, revisited the thread of purpose. Mine, it turns out, has always been quietly there: to invite others to join the great conversation. ...

In the latest Generational podcast episode Aaron Hillegass told Gabe that he wrote his Objective-C book with his ten-year-old in mind. I found this to be quite interesting and truly inspiring. By writing the book “for his son,” he made sure anyone could actually read and understand it, but also he was deeply motivated to get it right. I wouldn’t want my son to read a crappy book. ...

This post is in fact a Day One entry. I treat my Day One journal as a sort of personal blog. A blog with a readership of one – at least in the present. What I mean to say is that, for the most part, I write about my life and for my kids, which are too young to read. I hope they read this in some distant future. I think that the things I might forget are probably the things they’ll want to know about. That is why I write. ...

I love to cook – or one of the reasons I enjoy it so much is – because it’s a manual activity that, quite often, lets my mind wonder about. While cooking I can think about my problems,1 about the future, about a world different from this one. I can hear my thoughts in a undisturbed way. It is like a moment of pristine inspiration. Me and myself. Nobody else. ...