Play the fool.
As long as you’re a dilettante,
You have the right to make mistakes
(and no one points fingers).
You can be a top-level expert
and still play the daft.
It’s an amusing game.
It suits professional tricksters, lawyers, negotiators, and intelligence agents.
And for us, ordinary mortals,
it’s useful to play the absent-minded one
from time to time.
Why? The world around you relaxes.
You can make unexpected moves
and skip the need to prove anything.
Comedians have turned this skill
into an art form,
and they get applause for it.
Even though they’re playing dumb.
A musical performance in the construction genre.
Renovation epidemic in my building.
Today on the 6th floor (I’m on the 5th), they’ve been sawing, cutting, and hammering all day.
But … with music!
Some Spanish songs I don’t recognize, probably from the 90s.
Along with the scream of the saw comes the passionate howling of a builder singing the same song
(for the fifth time).
Honestly, I’m enjoying it!
This kind of noise I don’t mind.
It makes me smile 😊!
Welcome to the “Renovation with Soul” concert!
I lost the info war.
I can’t read all the newsletters I’m subscribed to...
Add to that the mountain of articles, books, magazines, podcasts, and YouTube videos patiently waiting for me in a queue so long it could apply for the Guinness World Records.
There’s no way a step-by-step approach is going to fix this.
It’s not a backlog, it’s a black hole!
So I’m declaring info-bankruptcy and starting a new life on my rules:
- 1:0 – I win!
- 1:1 – That’s fair.
- 1:∞ – No to mental fog. Delete all!
@DiBrander Good music, but they always remind me of the scene from The Full Monty where one of the characters says, “Listen, just think of the most boring thing you can come up with.”
Another character replies, “Dire Straits’ double album.”
Many people hear their calling
and are so faithful to it that the words become imprinted in their very being.
I know an Orthodox priest who used to be ... a commercial airline pilot.
One day I dared to ask him:
“Father, you carry words that I can feel. They say: I GAVE MY WORD. Who did you give your word to?”
He smiled and said:
“I gave my word to God that I would serve Him. I did my flying, but then it was time to serve. So I serve.”
What is personal growth, anyway?
How does one become better?
You only become better by choosing an opponent stronger than yourself.
Not your “yesterday self.”
Not your “best version.”
Don’t fight the weaker part of you.
You’ve already beaten it enough.
Compete
with what’s stronger inside.
Scarier. More stubborn.
With yourself, yes!
But not with the weak part.
With that part that hides deep
and breathes down your neck
when you’re alone.
You are not a tool.
You are a space.
A space for experiments and discovery.
Test yourself. See what emerges.
Strength doesn’t show in comparison.
It shows in overcoming.
I believe the creative process is painful (for many artists).
The source of pain, or insecurity, comes from within, just as the source of creativity does.
When you create, you experience this pain, which is then resolved in your art. It's not universal, but this seems true for you (maybe just for now, or maybe forever)
I got up this morning and did something dumb:
I looked into X.
Error. Error.
And there it went: a tangle of tiny, stunted, fragmented thoughts spinning in my head.
Half-raw. Half someone else’s.
Error. Error.
Want a good morning?
Let your phone sleep.
Let it lie still. Until noon. Without you.