Fog itself can't hurt you.

You will never have the answers you're looking for  ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ Fog itself can't hurt you You will never have the answers you're looking for ​ Yesterday, I returned from a trip up Highway 1 with my brother. Large chunks of the highway were under construction due to the nasty fangs of erosion and so, admittedly, the drive left me wanting more. I will return, with time. On the drive back to Southern California, we ran into a fair amount of fog just outside of San Luis Obispo. I found the fog unsettling and made a mental note to figure out why once I had some uninterrupted time with pen and paper. Later that evening, I wrote... "Fog itself can't hurt you. It can't suffocate you. It can't swallow you. It can't cock back and sock you. Yet, fog is creepy. Terrifying, even. There's a reason you see so much fog in horror movies. What's horrifying about fog isn't the fog itself but the uncertainty that fog represents. Three feet in front of you could be a flesh-eating werewolf or a cuddly litter of puppies. But, you will never know because of the fog." To navigate through fog without losing your mind, you must let go of your need for certainty––I'm not for sure the same couldn't be said for life, love and creative work. You will never have the answers you're looking for. Never. And, if you wait to act until you have the answers, you will spend your life standing still. So you take one step, then another––and then another after that. As each foot falls on solid ground, you learn to trust your being and not your mind, your heart and not your eyes––you let go of your need for certainty and stumble upon something that looks a hell of a lot like faith. By [Cole Schafer](=)​ P.S. For more pretty words, follow along on [Instagram](. --------------------------------------------------------------- Excuse me, is Mr. Kubrick there? The surprising correlation between introversion and creativity ​ If you were a crazed fan that knocked on the front door of Stanley Kubrick's English manor home during the height of his fame in the 80s and 90s, you may have conversed with him without knowing it. A lifelong recluse, Kubrick would often answer the door playing his butler, regrettably informing adorning fans that Mr. Kubrick was away working on his next film. Kubrick was a creative genius in cinematography creating a body of work that spanned 19 films over five decades. Yet, despite this, he somehow managed to maintain an air of anonymity throughout. So much so, that there was a brief time where a British conman––ironically named Alan Conway––impersonated the famed director to gain access to restaurants and high-society parties around London. It’s rumored that Kubrick wasn’t even upset about the impersonation but intrigued. In [this essay](), I explore the surprising correlation between introversion and creativity. [KNOCK, KNOCK]() --------------------------------------------------------------- Candy for your ears "I had two Gin & Tonics and called an Uber..." In a couple of months, I will be releasing my very first spoken word album. While we wait, I thought it might be worthwhile to share some one-off pieces I've written over the past couple of years (along with a bit of backstory behind each). ​[Eugene](=) is a piece inspired by a late night Uber drive with a therapist––an actual working therapist––who had a voice as calming and disarming as a litter of Golden Retriever puppies. [LISTEN TO EUGENE](=) --------------------------------------------------------------- Playing with placebo Why Branzino tastes better by the sea ​ A chargrilled slab of Branzino with a heap of Chimichurri tastes far better and fresher when enjoyed by the ocean. This isn’t because it necessarily is better and fresher, though. These days, with transportation as swift as it is, you can eat a piece of Branzino for dinner in Nashville, Tennessee that was swimming off the coast of San Francisco that morning. Branzino tastes better and fresher by the ocean because of placebo. Placebo is important to the creative process. If a hot cup of coffee in a heavy ceramic mug makes you feel more creative, you’re more creative. If a cigar in a dimly lit lounge makes you feel more creative, you're more creative. If a vinyl humming faintly in the background of your home at 2 p.m. on a Sunday makes you feel more creative, you're more creative. Play with placebo. Find the environment that makes you feel most creative and return to it, again and again. [READ MY DAILY MUSINGS]( --------------------------------------------------------------- [[instagram]​]([[linkedin]​]() ​ [Update your email preferences]( or unsubscribe [here](​ © 2024 The Process 113 Cherry St #92768, Seattle, WA 98104-2205