Nudges

For the last couple of weeks (months?) I have felt nudges in three areas:

The first nudge is a lifestyle change.  This is a strong, Hurricane 5 wind scale nudge.

The second is a belief system change.  No, not a change, more a forceful, exponential increase in both knowledge and practice of my current belief system.  This is kinda like a real strong gale force wind.

The third is a push to a certain topic of learning.  A strong breeze on a crisp fall day.  One that starts small, noticeable only by the rustling of leaves at your feet, but growing in intensity as your attention is drawn to the wind-blown tree tops.

Now, if you stop by here with any degree of regularity, you know that the first nudge is to get my fat behind in shape.  Drop some weight, improve the cardiovascular functionality, make eating good food a habit.  Really nothing to dispute there.  Just gotta get up and do it.  And it’s shaping up to be the hardest thing I ever attempted.  Harder than quitting smoking.  Harder than writing a book.

The second involves my religion.  Small embryonic interest grew a bit meeting the future Mrs. Hopper; medium interest matured a lot after a twenty-day stay in the hospital.  Now I seem to drift about, unmoored, directionless, at the mercy of whatever I read, watch, or whoever I run into.  That needs to stop, if for no other reason than peace of mind – mine and those of my family.

The third is kinda silly.  I can’t really reveal it here, not yet.  What started as a gag has snowballed, and I really feel a surprising urge to delve into this subject.  And the silliest part is – now, mind you, I’ve been watching and reading an abnormal amount of “doomsday” shows and stories of late – the silliest part is that even though I can’t figure out how to make a dime practically applying this subject (to justify the time and effort spent), I feel a strong certitude that this is what will be needed if/when the doomsday scenario comes to pass.

Does any of that make sense?

Or should I just keep my nose in my science fiction paperbacks?

Oh well.  Spirit – lead me forward!