Sex, psychedelics, and hunting
When do you feel most alive?
How’s that for a title eh?
I recently listened to a great podcast, Chris Sacca (a certified legend) on Tim Ferriss.
They’re talking about dating and Chris shares a hilarious story about a dinner party where he tried to set Tim up with a mutual friend.
So Tim and this woman are sitting next to each other at the dinner table. Vibes are high, conversation is flowing, and the woman asks, “Tim, when do you feel most present?”
With everyone at the table listening, Tim replied with a straight face, “while I’m having sex, doing psychedelics, or hunting.”
Needless to say, things didn’t work out between them (she’s vegan). I mean, it’s an outrageous thing to say at a dinner party, even at a table full of the eclectic elite that Tim Ferriss hangs out with.
But hold on. Tim’s response of sex, psychedelics, and hunting aside, is that not the ultimate question?
The lady at the table asks, when do you feel most present? Is that not beautiful? What could be more real, more magical than the moments when we feel most present, most alive?
When do you feel most alive?
When you’re driving with the windows down and the right song comes on?
When the first ray of warm sunlight hits your face?
When you look at someone you love and everything else fades into the background?
Whatever it is, isn’t it…beautiful?
I get it, we’re all out here trying to be Serious People. Trying not to look silly. Trying our best to keep up. Trying, desperately, to be a part of something larger than ourselves. I also wonder if at times we let life get in the way of the simple experiences that make us feel most human.
At the end of the day, at the end of our lives, I suspect those moments are the only ones that really matter.
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