After a slew of “coincidences” that were just too bizarre to ignore, I set out to figure out exactly what the f was going on. I discovered the idea of passive focus. It sounds pretty out there, but that is the common denominator for all these “coincidences” that can’t be so easily dismissed. Passive focus is all about appreciation for the idea, without attachment to the outcome. And you can expect another blog on this as soon as I untangle the thought a bit more.
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This little poem was inspired by one of the many times I played blackjack in Vegas. I was so focussed on the rhythm of the dealer laying out the cards, I’d say “give me a …” when the dealer made her way to me. I began to get the card I asked for more often than not. It was so profound, the dealer asked, “How are you doing this?” My reply, “I have no idea.”
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Now I realize that I was focussed on the game, enjoying myself, but undistracted. I had no agenda except to enjoy the game and passively looked forward to the sensation of the win. I paid for my entire trip and walked away from the tables having lost only $20, but still up. I said to myself, “that $20 will find its way back to me.” Without a second thought, I made my way to the airport and as I walked to the chairs to put my shoes on after security I saw a $20 bill laying completely flat under the seat. 🤯
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Oh, and I’ve also renamed my blog to the more appropriate “Herding Cats,” because that’s what it’s like trying to train the mind to focus while gaining self awareness.