Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Fakin It to Become It

Fake it Until You Become It
In what I consider to be a classic Ted Talk, Amy Cuddy took the self-motivational advice, "fake it til you make it," and flipped it. She discovered after a debilitating incident in her life that we not only think ourselves into doing, we can behave ourselves into being, for better or worse.
Since Cuddy's talk "fake it until you become it," has been a part of my mental vocabulary.
Cuddy is not alone nor did she originate this concept. It's likely as old as humanity. It has probably been used to domesticate humans and is no doubt still used to control us. The breakthrough comes with the understanding that if we can indeed be programmed, we can and should be programming ourselves in order to be the selves we want to be.

The "fake it until you become it," credo is also a tenet of neural linguistic programming (NLP) as well as self hypnosis, to which NLP is not only associated with, but derived from.
With that lengthy, yet vague carpet laid out, I can now get to the point... Me.

I think that the time might be arriving for yet another reinvention of Yours Truly. The wondering nomad lifestyle my not be wholly sustainable. I am not searching for myself nor am I running from my self. Actually, I am comfortable alone to the extent that I can spend long periods of time alone and talking to no one aside from my higher, (or lower) self, including the chronicles of my daily do, which is often not very much.

This current journey could possibly, if I allow it to, bring me down to zero, or close to it. Similar to, but not exactly how the military attempts to break a candidate down and rebuild them into a "killing machine." Once whatever clouds have been dispersed and cobwebs cleared I'll be able to decide who I want to be and how I will program that behaviour. Whatever that is, it will have to be authentic otherwise the program won't take.

Some of the choices that come immediately to mind are, Urban Commando, but I don't really know what that is... and it's probably only first because it's the mindset I'd been in for so long. In fact, I really should leave that one alone.

Elite Athlete comes to mind. I really should have put that in quotes, because "elite" suggests the few at the top... the best... and I don't really have that kind of competitive spirit in me. But then again, maybe I do and this exercise is encouraging me to let it out.

Hmmmm.

So what would it entail being an elite athlete?

First of all, a competitive spirit. Okay. Maybe I can pull that off without hating myself.
Secondly, training and conditioning. For that I will eventually require a coach. But I must take it as far as I can go on my own. That probably requires a more stationary lifestyle and the discipline that comes with it. So that's something to aim for. Until then however, I'll do what I can. I had a pretty good routine going before I left Kamala.

Third... I'll have to test it; against the clock, against weight, against other athletes.

Perhaps it's time to create a vision wall... or better a vision blog. Time to bring back Bajai Bootcamp, which would be ending in 19 days if I'd continued through the year.
Okay. Let me wrap this up. This should be my entry into this new(er) version of me. Perhaps I will transition from world nomad to world traveling athlete.

But, oh yeah... how do I fake it until I become it? How do I program myself to become this?
I guess I can go back to my Urban Commando persona; when people asked why I trained I told them, "to be an old man in a hostile world." It was my strategy to look the part, moreso than be a soldier on the streets. For the most part it worked. Once I took that attitude, adopted the attire, put in the time and effort, my posture and countenance changed - hassles and attacks dropped to zero. Before this I'd been threatened, harassed and even what the police report described as "strong-armed." I won a few battles and I lost a few. I walked away from them all.

Perhaps the same idea applies, however I might have to start doing more athletic stuff than just lifting weights and walking for hours.

This is all stuff for me to think about, plan and work towards. "Planning," being a major part of the strategy.
Okay, time to wrap this up. Let's see where it goes. Let's see if I'm authentic or just pullin' my pud.

Monday, May 01, 2017

Moving Day

Moving Day

I keep going over, in my mind, the way I envision this day going. Check out at noon; maybe go to the mall for a bite, or explore what's around the train station. Grab a Grab (ride) to the station, pick up my ticket - tickets if possible, (wondering if it's possible to make the connection to the Phuket train in Bangkok and get all the passage in one shot), and chill until 1800-ish when the train is scheduled to depart.

If the Chiang Mai to Bangkok train arrives on time, it should be an easy connect to the Phuket train, (which takes us to a bus a few hours ride). As you may have read in a previous entry, I plan; not "for" things to go wrong, but in case they do. Dotting and crossing, laying out the best case scenario, and then backing it up with a couple contingents. I'd submit that traveling in a foreign land where one neither understands the language nor the system, there are a limited number of contingents available.

A good plan/attitude I'm trying to develop, is "let it come." Allow "whatever" to unfold. I've plotted the course, next... follow it.

This practice has worked out thus far during this journey. No reason not to think it won't continue. Let the magic work, but do your (my) part as well.

I believe that "The Magic" and I (anybody, really) work symbiotically. Everyone has the ability. Most of the times when chaos emerges, it's because the person involved didn't do his/her part.

They miss a transport because they over slept, they over slept because they didn't set the alarm, they didn't set the alarm because they stayed out late drinking because they wanted their last night to be epic... and so on. Just as an example.

I keep referring to my military conditioning in these cases, but it serves me well, in these situations.

So I expect the plan of the day to unfold smoothly with few if any glitches, a lot of waiting, but I think I'm prepared. I made this trip in the opposite direction having been in Thailand only a few hours with no idea how to speak the language, completely unprepared, (no food or water with me) believing I'd be on a two hour ride, that was scheduled for twelve and took fourteen.

Hopefully, the return trip, on a Tuesday, and none long holiday weekend, will be on schedule and all connections will be made and I'll get to Kamala in time to watch the sunset.

Cheers. Time to finish packing.