First Signal: On catching transmissions in the noise
Filed under: practice, ritual •
Some days the world is a static wash; the dial won’t settle. The trick isn’t to force clarity — it’s to keep moving the tuner with curiosity and care. You turn, you listen, you note the faint melody, you turn again. This is the practice. The practice is something that takes time to realize, to embody, to digest and remember to remember.
Build tiny beacons. Share them. Let them be imperfect transmissions. The signal strengthens as we do.
Here, the blog will serve as a logbook — short notes, experiments, rituals that help me stay in the current. Expect a mix of zine‑style pages, retro gloss, and practical prompts you can use right away.
Try this
- Make a 90‑second thing today: a paragraph, a photo, a scribble.
- Give it a name as if it matters. Because it does.
- Post it somewhere you can find it again. Tomorrow, post another.
