No need to coddle those who fly up top. Instead have the back of those who don’t know when or how to jump forward. Gentle pushes to dry land are easier than shoves.
Work less, produce more.
I’m never so enthralled with still imagery, as when I flâneur and resist the yoke of doing something.
“Doing nothing, is doing something.” – Rando Sage. Big Sur, CA.
How to Be Idle by Tom Hodgkinson. Cult classic from the aughts. Worth revisiting today.
Sometimes it feels as if I have a fighting spirit, with no justified cause. What justified cause there may be now, involves staying home. And gardening. Wasting less. Producing, consuming, and investing with conscience. Nurturing.
Problem being that I was not raised to nurture. Schooling and competitive culture both channeled into a loop of run, hunt, and exploit.
Nurturing seems right, especially now, but feels unsettling. How do I fight by doing less or nothing, and if active, no harm? On a superficial plane, I get it. But I don’t know how to be this way.
This is why I take one day each week, as a Secular Sabbath Day. I read theology, philosophy, sacred texts. Myths, and natural origins. I’m trying to learn how to be nurturing and adaptive.
Rationalism doesn’t quite fit. This could be ineffable. So, faith? I don’t know. My ignorance is a ghost, that I had better learn to accept and be friendly with.
Demand-pull or supply-push? Armchair economists want to know, because even they work at home now.