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excitement is contagious
June 30th, 2008. Published under reflection. Comments.
What else would you wanna catch from your friends and colleagues except excitement? It’s taken me nearly 40 years to understand (or is it remember) that there ain’t nobody going to get the party going ‘cept yourself.
You are it, baby! You wanna get excited? Get excited! And everyone else around you is gonna say, “wow, I want some of that”, and they’re going to get excited. Then, you’re gonna get more excited. And, they’ll get more excited!
And, then someone’s going to be Eeyore and say, “Well, I don’t know…” and you’re going to walk over to them and say, “you kiddin’ me?”
Seriously, though, how many times have I sat around and waited for someone else to get excited? Or, not even excited, just plain motivated. Or, even simply interested. I can see so clearly that passive mode of, “please, tell me what I should be interested/excited/passionate about”. And, there isn’t anyone better on the planet to give me that information than me, myself and I.
We really do have everything inside of us to get that “next step” in our lives. Time, space, a little quite, whatever you need to get back into touch with that side of yourself that knows what’s best for yourself, do it. And, what are you waiting for?
C’mon… can’t you just get yourself excited that somewhere on the other side of your non-knowingness, there’s a passion, an interest, a carrot that’s going to get you out of your seat and you’re gonna want to throw yourself into it?
Really… just try it. Quiet yourself and ask, “What do I *really* want?”
And, then listen… you’ll be amazed with yourself.
voicing
June 30th, 2008. Published under voicing. Comments.
Why do we communicate anything personal to anyone? How do we expect anyone to really know what we’re talking about? It seems like it would take an infinite amount of time to fully and completely inform someone of our exact particular situation for any communication about our personal lives to make any sense. We might as well just cut our heads off, hand it to them and say, “here… you figure it out, explanation is useless”.
A co-worker and friend posted on twitter tonight:
Why do are we compelled to talk about personal lives w/o giving details? Does anybody really want to hear? Is it like writing in a diary? [post]
What is the real purpose of personal communication anyway? We all work or play together, yet each one of us have incredibly personal, private lives. And I don’t mean with our family or with relationships. The private lives we all live inside our head. How much of what goes on in here actually makes any sense to anyone else?
When we say what we say, there are so many layers of interpretation and misinterpretation. I hear you say something, yet I hear the echoes of my own thoughts. It’s my life I’m hearing you in, not yours. My life is the lens through which I see you. And in that sense, everything out there is just me anyway.
Though if we were really just ourselves and the Universe only the reflection of our own thoughts, there’d be no spark of life or creativity. It takes two to dialogue. Or was it tango? Or some other communication dance…
Put your words out there. Speak them. The act of speech whether there is communication or not is the beginning of dialogue. I’m here alone in this blog. Someday someone might read this. I’ve started the conversation. Will anyone join? Who knows…
It’s me. It’s out there and it’s not me. I am the dialogue. In here and out there the conversation begins. Utterances. Voicing. Belief in the world that the word from my mouth makes sound. And who hears. Who here is listening.
It’s just a life. A whole life. So many layers and I must start somewhere.
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