I had no graduations. The high school I attended was too new, the scent of communism was still in the air and people still hated pomp and circumstance. When I graduated from college … well, the best I can come up with is that nobody really gave it a thought. So this morning I woke up imagining my ideal graduation.
Passion never comes alone. Anger always rides shotgun. And viceversa.
Fire gifts us heat and light. Fire burns us down to ashes. I find no better metaphor for the two faces of the same coin: passion and anger.
When I grow up, I want to be a better question asker
It is very important that this practice not be tokenistic. It must involve genuine curiosity, active and reflective listening, asking open ended questions and a willingness to change on both parts of the table.
Praise – the friend I am never home for
I have always been very afraid of sounding boastful, ridiculous, too full of myself. And my fear, well fed by the chasing away of imaginary people in the window clapping at my successes, is that great that I have unlearned (if I ever knew) or never learned how to enjoy the moments when I do get things right.
The world is a mess. Here is a sure way of getting out of trouble. 100% guaranteed
Just sayin’ …
Life’s best kept secrets: we are all imposters, selflessness is overrated and know when to move on. who knew?
If we are honest with ourselves, finding fulfilment in life is a lifetime endeavour. If for nothing else, for the truth that we are different each day and our lives are different each day. I guess the lesson here is that we have to keep swimming. Thanks Dory!