Sunday, 7 June 2020

I don't like being separated from my device

Instead of calling 10 people a day, I was going to follow a blueprint where I could talk to 10,000 people a day. In Austin, Amanda rides her bike to Austin City Limits, wandering from show to show, from a Danish singer-songwriter to a fiddle maestro to Parquet Courts, Florence and the Machine, Childish Gambino. She can stay a moment or for the whole show; And the moment she's finished, Amanda vanishes. She finds her bike and goes straight to Barton Springs, the swimming hole next to the festival. It's always empty on ACL nights and Amanda gets it all: the moon, the water, the sound of Paul McCartney--the Paul McCartney--singing Blackbird, his voice carrying strong and true through the air. On the way home, biking through a dark night in a wet bathing suit, Amanda feels she's finally found it: the place where she belongs. On the other hand, having had music fest experiences that were pretty much chemical from start to finish, Jardine wasn't sure she could ever do them again. Even at a big concert, Jardine will survey the crowd and pick out the most shredded, twisted person there. Oh--wait--yeah, that guy, he's gonna throw up. Just like any veteran of the service industry has trouble relaxing at a restaurant because they cannot help noticing the four-top next to them has no water, Jardine can't help wasting a whole concert focused on the cross-eyed girl in the front row who has quite obviously taken too much acid. It also allows us to reach conclusions that might otherwise elude us. One of the reasons this is so important is that the human brain looks for patterns and tends to bias towards short cuts. This means if we have already found one way to solve a problem, we become resistant to the idea of searching for alternatives. In our experience, having run and lectured at Australasia's premier creative school and delivered hundreds of guided innovation programs for industries in just about every business sector, people tend to fall in love with their second or third idea. Of course, we're willing to admit that our first idea is probably not so great. Then we have a second idea. Then, when our third idea is as underwhelming as the first, that second idea starts to look like an act of genius. Of course, our second ideas might indeed be genius, but we've clearly tested very little of the available creativity or opportunity we have at our disposal. This essentially means that we have a narrow pool to choose from -- much like dating in a small rural town compared to a big city.

Cue sinister-sounding banjos. There aren't many spaces where it's appropriate to just make noise like this, so enjoy the process of letting it out and clearing your mind. The Forgiveness Breath practice is like graduate school for emotional and relational intelligence. It's a slightly more evolved cousin to the Gratitude Breath (this article) and is a key building block in our personal and spiritual development. I remember hearing in Al-Anon years ago that resentments are like drinking poison and expecting the other person to get sick. Uncomfortably true? When we're angry or resentful at someone, ourselves included, it compromises our health and our ability to make clear decisions. When you feel resentful, your body is in a state of stress, and hormones such as cortisol and adrenaline are flowing through your bloodstream diluting endorphins and other feel-good chemicals. Prolonged stress, in this case resentment, has detrimental effects on our health because our bodies are not designed to function with those stress hormones at such high levels for long periods of time. Without dealing with our feelings of resentment, they grow and fester at an alarming rate. This is in part because the hormones that ramp up our system also increase heart rate, slow down digestion, and weaken immune function. The great enemy was not Germany, Japan, the Soviet Union, China, al-Qaeda, or the Islamic State, but Spain. The real epistles tell other stories. My mother saved the correspondence of four generations of her ancestors whose names I had never heard of and who lived in Oklahoma and Texas. The letters date back as far as 1887 and often begin in the style of the time such as Mother, I take pen in hand to answer your kind letter of March 11. Please let your heart be eased with the knowledge that I, your fond son, am well. I found envelopes as small as three by four inches with stamps costing one and two cents and addresses giving name, town, and state only. One folder nearly disintegrating with age contained the deed, title, and tax statements of my great-grandfather's ranch, along with accounts--dated in the 1940s--of several purchases of additional acreage. Letters to Mrs. Sparks of Bell County, Texas, on stationery of the Lloyd Chemical Corporation of Saint Louis diagnose illnesses she described by letter and prescribe medicines they sold, such as Alaxo for constipation.

None of these people, whose voices are now silent, could have known that a descendant they never knew would read their correspondence one hundred years later in a farmhouse in the Ohio countryside and wonder about the absence of laws against pharmaceutical misrepresentation. After charging up $800 of sales on Linda's merchant account, she wouldn't return my calls so I could get paid ($800 was a lot of money to me). Months went by and I was so discouraged I wanted to quit. I called the company to tell them that my upline refused to pay me, and they said that I was an independent distributor and I had to work it out on my own. When you are just starting out and you have big goals, you have to assess what the consequences are of quitting versus staying. I almost quit, but I'm glad I didn't. Imagine if I had. I would have lost the life I have now. Have you had a moment where you just wanted to give up? This was my moment, but I pushed forward and it was worth it. Going the extra few steps when you are on the verge of quitting is where breakthrough happens. She used to love seeing bands in underground bars. Walking through a room dense with bodies, everyone crushed and crowding, the music deafening--she loved the breaking of boundaries, the collective heat of a bunch of freaks who adore the same band. But these days her heart and brain love it, and her body doesn't. She loves the idea of it. Same with waiting on line to get into a show, which once felt good, smoking half a pack in the New York winter night, talking with friends who'd been drinking partners for a couple of hours already in advance of the show, everyone loose and goofy, the cold air meaning nothing, bare hands that don't care, feet in block heels turning to ice and no one notices. Maybe that doesn't go so well anymore because she's not twenty-two, maybe it's because she's sober, maybe it's because she just doesn't stay up that late these days so going to a show at 1:00 a. Some things don't feel the same, don't quite work like they used to, and she'd be lying if she pretended this didn't break her heart. That's life though, right? It's a give-and-take.

It's sort of exciting to admit that, to let go of wanting everything or expecting everything. To be truly creative, to generate ideas and innovations that we have not seen before, we must be willing to go further than expected, to push beyond idea number three to idea number ten, 100 or even 10 000. In the end, becoming a better problem solver, lifting your creative capabilities, is a numbers game! Albert Einstein once observed, `It's not that I am so smart it's just that I stay with problems longer than you. Put simply, the secret of problem solving is effort. Our own mental laziness is perhaps the greatest barrier to reaping the rewards of creativity. When new recruits begin their careers in the creative industries, they are encouraged to adopt a ferocious work ethic with motivational quotes such as, `Greatness comes at 2 am slumped over your drawing board'. Such is the nature of competitive inflation! Don Schlitz is a Grammy-winning American songwriter who's in the Nashville Hall of Fame. In a 2018 interview conducted by the Library of Congress, he tells the story of learning to write songs. Bob McDill, `one of the premiere songwriters', told him, `You will get ten songs a year from inspiration but your job is to write 40 or more songs that can get on the radio. Making a conscious effort to get to the bottom of our resentment and shift our subconscious beliefs is a radical and necessary practice for the health of our hearts, minds, bodies, and communities. Forgiveness is also about taking healthy responsibility. Oftentimes when we do the work of unpacking our resentments, we can flip in the other direction and be incredibly hard on ourselves, willing to take on way too much responsibility for ourselves and others. When we start to practice the Forgiveness Breath, it helps us keep the focus on our own actions and hearts in a way that is reasonable. The Forgiveness Breath is a healing salve that helps us tune into our own vulnerability, hold witness space for ourselves, and allow ourselves to be perfectly imperfect. Breathe in and out through the nose for a minute to settle in. When ready, take a long, gentle breath in through the nose. On your exhale, say one thing out loud that you forgive yourself for. Repeat this practice for several minutes until you feel finished.

This is a nourishing self-care practice to do at the end of the day, especially on those days where you feel like you made more mistakes than you care to admit. Voices still speak to me from my mother's diary of the war years in which she records the progress of the Allied forces against the Fascists. Another diary, written by my father's aunt on note paper, includes her descriptions of travels to the Sewanee River, Appalachian Mountains, and Virginia. The person I knew as eccentric, xenophobic, and racist had also been a lover of nature, an environmentalist before that word existed, who worried that pesticides might kill the honey bee population and oysters in the Chesapeake Bay. In spite of her prescient concern for the earth, she and her husband, a physician, sold the mineral rights of their farm in Jefferson County, which was subsequently strip-mined and then turned into an industrial park. Family photographs preserve a kind of history with their visual narrative of the transformation of individuals, but also of families. One shows a set of great-grandparents surrounded by six children with spouses, their eleven children and spouses, and thirty great-grandchildren. Studying it, I am aware of a strong sexuality pervading the record of a family reunion. At the same time, I ponder the illusion of unity represented by photographs: in this picture, as in most, almost everyone is smiling, yet I know that conflict, more than harmony, shapes and reshapes families and generations. I do not remember a single visit to my maternal grandmother that I did not hear about how hard things were in the Depression of the 1930s. She never mentioned the Great War that raged during her adolescence, claiming on the contrary that those were her best years, and seldom talked about the Second World War except to describe the food rationing. Have you had a moment where you just wanted to give up? This was my moment, but I pushed forward and it was worth it. Going the extra few steps when you are on the verge of quitting is where breakthrough happens. Where's the Level Playing Field? When I got started in network marketing, the environment was the same as it is today. Highly completive, and if you want to succeed, you must dig deep and push forward. I found it difficult to connect with my upline that I knew was making millions. Back then, there were no Skype groups or online webinars, and information about how to succeed was scarce. I had to do a lot of digging in order to find out how and why people in my area were successful, so that I could duplicate their efforts.

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