Hey,
Just did a mental review about my approach to the markets over the years.
Saw how I started out.
What was the motivation?
Strategy?
Mindset?
Outcome?
Then gauged these parameters after being in the markets for ten years.
And, finally, assessed the same as of today, after being in the markets for twenty years.
Here are a few observations.
Approach softened over the years.
Not in quantity. Will come to that in a bit.
No, approach became opportunity-linked.
One didn’t wish that the markets would be somewhere.
One played them where they were, as was worthy of that situation.
One wasn’t tense.
One had rules. Approach was now rule-based.
One enjoyed the approach.
It was relaxing.
It now gave a kick.
Now, there was feeling of achievement.
Of creation.
Of success.
Earlier, all this wasn’t there.
One was tense most of the time.
One followed markets all the time.
Sometimes, sleep eluded.
Now, after market hours, what market? When you don’t think about it, it doesn’t exist, for you.
I’d said I would mention quantity, which has been increasing steadily, since it’s a function of portfolio-size.
So, in a nutshell, benefits abound, upon ever-increasing quantity?
What’s happened?
What’s changed?
Have gotten into a groove.
Found a sweet-spot.
Entered a zone. The Zone, perhaps.
It’s like that ‘perfect’ cover drive, or an optimal trajectory golf drive shot resulting in a birdie for the hole. Don’t wish to use ‘hole-in-one’ here, that would be too much… .
In the Zone, you know things.
Someone outside the Zone will ask how one knows.
Don’t know. One just knows.
One can attach oneself to the swing of the Universe.
One is one with the swing.
It takes time to get into the groove.
For me, make that twenty years.
One becomes mouldable, and flows with the current of the Zone.
I enjoy my approach.
It’s not tangible.
Visibility is not my criterion.
What is, then?
Fulfilment.
If my approach is all I have when I die, I’ll leave with a feeling of fulfilment.
magic bull 