Hey there, Reader,
I doubt anyone named Al laughs at the wisecracks I'm pretty sure they get about "AI." I sure would get tired of it myself.
Isn't it weird that we use the word "intelligence" for this runaway technology? This is either an insult to real-life intelligence, or a dumbed-down definition of intelligence.
Yeah, I know the sky's the limit with AI, the possibilities are extraordinary, and that it's going to change life as we know it more ways than we even see just yet.
And all that just makes me reach all the more for real things.
Things I can touch and hear and feel and taste. Physical experiences.
Books in my hand.
Things made by hand—and making things by hand—and walking through a local gallery to see what my neighbors are making.
Mechanical things more than electronic things—things like typewriters and film cameras, pencils and fountain pens, non-electric bicycles.
Meals made at home and in non-chain restaurants, meals with friends, meals on the porch with the ceiling fan blasting to keep the bugs away.
Real smells, not the laundry detergent version.
Talking to people face to face, not just on social media.
Sending birthday cards and writing real letters.
Driving through towns instead of taking the fast but boring bypass—I want to see people, houses, roadside grills and little stores, old cars in a field.
You know what I mean... variety.
Signs of life.
Signs of real, hands-on life.
Coming to our senses... literally
I'm definitely of the belief that we're spiritual beings having a physical experience...
but I think the physical part gets undervalued. It's as though the physical part isn't as important as the spiritual part.
But it is, and here we are... physical. All the day long. All life long.
Yet now that we're barreling headlong into a "future" that's straight out of science fiction, we're often hanging out in a non-touchable, hands-off sort of life.
It's becoming very easy indeed to be out of balance. And to feel out of balance. As if something's missing.
While the spiritual side of us is infinite, the physical side of being a human is a comparatively short run—what, a hundred years maybe?
We might as well use our physical senses while we're here. We just have to remember we have them, is all: touch, taste, hearing, sight, smell.
The convenient life is nice, but it's not the only thing we want.
And of course, convenience isn't the point of real life anyway.
Real life is meant to be full-out and hands-on, with all the senses we have access to in action.
Thanks for being on the other side of the screen today
And hey, even though we're not sitting in the same room, we do the best we can, and that counts.
Stay real, stay shiny, and be what you want more of in the world.
As always, I appreciate you very much,
Coco
p.s. I've just lowered my coaching prices by a lot—it feels like the right thing to do at this time.
Free and half-price options available, too (no questions asked, no weirdness).
