Mike Dariano

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Running forward

This is a rough draft of an essay for a book of essays I'm currently working on. If you'd like to see my progress check the journal I'm keeping.

Do you ever run or walk? It's pretty easy and a great form of exercise. What you do is take one foot and put it in front of the other, and repeat. I used to belong to the local gym and have for most of my life. A gym at one college, then a community gym, then other college gym, and then another community gym. Finally I stopped going to the gym because I felt like I was complicating my workouts. Reading fitness magazines will get you to think that abdominal exercise X is superior to exercise Y and that they shouldn't be in conjunction with each other. For most us, we just need to exercise and it doesn't matter what we do. I run.

I enjoy running because of the simplicity. Get a pair of shoes and then it's one foot in front of the other.

I've run a lot in life. I ran competitively in high school, socially in college, and for my health now. I run because it's a great metaphor for whatever I'm doing. Each step I take in the moment of the run is all I get to control. My pace, gait, arms, head, breathing, and attitude. Once that step is gone, it's gone forever. It's faded off me like one spec of hue off my colored shirt. It's on to the next step and one foot in front of the other.

When I run I often look behind me to check for cars, I've never been hit by one but figure that's in part because I've always been looking behind me. When I look back I see all my steps, they exist as part of the road, they will always be there but I can never get them back. I got to have each of them in the moment but then once I lifted my food and continued forward that step was gone and hopefully I made the most of it. That's the only way to run, forward with one foot in front of the other.

Shake Ya Ass, But Watch Yo Self

On The Slowing

This post will be less about shaking ya ass and more about watching yourself, but damn, I love that song.

(Side note: I apologize for the delay in posts. I started my new job, which I love, and it's been a hectic transition. In the spirit of always adapting, I will now be posting twice a week (at least) on Tuesdays and Thursdays.)

This post is about another tactic I use for managing difficult emotions (anger, embarrassment, nostalgia, regret, sadness, etc.). Contrary to the content of my recent blog posts, I am actually a difficult person to ruffle, but keeping a constant calm is something I strive toward daily.

In his book Awareness, Anthony de Mello derides the unawake,

Normally the way it goes, I press a button and you're up; I press another button and you're down. And you like that. How many people do you know who are unaffected by praise or blame? That isn't human, we say. Human means that you have to be a little monkey, so everybody can twist your tail, and you do whatever you ought to be doing. But is that human? If you find me charming, it means that right now you're in a good mood, nothing more.

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