A question I ask multiple times a day at this point: Where am I? Above the line (open, curious, committed to learning) or below the line (committed to being right, defensive, closed)? Such a helpful tool. If you want to hear more, listen to this podcast I posted about last week.
Kevin Kelly turned 70 last week and he gave us a gift: For the past few years, he’s jotted down bits of unsolicited advice each year and shared it with us. Some of my favorites are:
– Dont ever work for someone you dont want to become.
– Your growth as a conscious being is measured by the number of uncomfortable conversations you are willing to have.
– Courtesy costs nothing. Lower the toilet seat after use. Let the people in the elevator exit before you enter. Return shopping carts to their designated areas. When you borrow something, return it better shape (filled up, cleaned) than when you got it.
This one made me laugh:
– To keep young kids behaving on a car road trip, have a bag of their favorite candy and throw a piece out the window each time they misbehave.
When they invite you to the party
remember what parties are like
Someone telling you in a loud voice
they once wrote a poem.
Greasy sausage balls on a paper plate.
If they say We should get together
It’s not that you don’t love them anymore.
You’re trying to remember something
too important to forget.
Trees. The monastery bell at twilight.
Tell them you have a new project.
It will never be finished.
When someone recognizes you in a grocery store
nod briefly and become a cabbage.
When someone you haven’t seen in ten years
appears at the door,
don’t start singing him all your new songs.
You will never catch up.
Walk around feeling like a leaf.
Know you could tumble any second.
Then decide what to do with your time.”
“I want to live
the rest of my life,
however long or short,
with as much sweetness
as I can decently manage,
loving all the people I love,
and doing as much as I can
of the work I still have to do.
I am going to write fire
until it comes out of my ears,
my eyes, my noseholes-everywhere.
Until it’s every breath I breathe.
I’m going to go out like a fucking meteor!”
– Audre Lourde