Sep

10

Since I have joined the spec list, I find myself looking for market correlations and market lessons in everyday life experiences. I had just such an experience tonight. I knew there was a correlation in this activity, but I was having trouble expressing it in my mind, let alone in a post.

My kids talked me into going out and jumping on the trampoline with them. First of all, as an aside: Jumping on a tramp is great exercise. As we were jumping all around, my mind kept thinking of connections to the market. We went up and down, we went sideways, and we fell on our behinds. We laughed a whole bunch. And there were even some injuries, and one incidence of tears.

Was the analogy in the up and down and sideways motion? Not really, that would be a stretch and too obvious. Was it in the physics of the trampoline. I could get some major height on my jumps if I built up a bit of momentum. But my jumps were, more often than not hindered by bad timing with the other kids jumping. If I was coming down to hit a big bounce, but one of the kids hit the tramp as I was coming up, it killed my momentum and made for a weak jump, and sometimes resulted in me falling. Maybe the correlation was that sometimes strong stocks within a sector can be hindered by the other weaker stocks within the sector, and of course that holds true for the market as a whole. I decided that correlation was a bit of a stretch too.

I knew there was a connection, but I was not finding it. So I just decided to have fun with my kids, going up and down, sideways, bouncing off each other, falling down, and even getting hurt, but then getting back up to continue having fun. I just released my mind of the task of finding a market correlation.

Then my knee really started to hurt. It hurt bad. But I was having too much fun to quit, so I kept going. I was just having fun. I love my kids and I love being with them and doing things with them. Then, as things often do, because I released my mind from the task at hand, the answer came to me.

It does not matter how much the market goes up and down, or sideways. It does not matter if I fall down in the market. It does not matter if it hurts, or abuses me or makes me feel like I am unhappy. I love the market the mistress. I love playing with the market mistress. I love being the in game. I don't care if she abuses me. I don't care if she hurts me. I keep coming back from more. I simply love the game. I love the market. I love the mistress.

Just as I find personal joy, happiness and personal satisfaction from my wonderful kids (even when they drive me crazy), I find professional joy, happiness, and professional satisfaction when I get to play with the mistress (even when she drives me crazy!)

I read this post before sending it to the list to my oldest son, David, who many of you met at the spec party. He liked the post. He also said to tell everyone, "hello".


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