Everybody wants privacy for themselves.
For other people, not so much.
We have to keep something to ourselves, or else anyone can get to us. They'll see the stuff we don't show anyone.
So we build the walls high and wide, and we lock the gates.
There's this family in Italy, who never slept.
They suffered from a genetic disease that kept them awake, for months. Until their bodies just shut down.
Even after all these years, scientists still don't really know why we sleep. We just know we have to sleep, because without it, we make poor decisions, we say things we shouldn't, and sometimes, we see things that aren't there.
We've all hit that point of exhaustion. The point where nothing makes sense anymore. Your body hurts, your brain becomes foggy, and you feel like you're trapped in a tunnel. When all you want is your bed.
So, how do you keep going? How do you not just sit down and give up?
Sometimes it's easy. Sometimes you play games in your head. You make up someone. Someone good.
Whatever you need.
To keep you going.
When babies are born, they usually come out crying like there's no tomorrow.
It's loud, it's jarring, and it's completely unfair. That adorable tiny baby was forced out of its mother's womb, and forced to breathe outside air into its brand new little lungs.
It's human nature. No one wants to be left out in the cold, rejected and alone.
Affection, acceptance, and unconditional love. We all want it. We all look for it.
But when we find it, it's flat-out terrifying. Because just as quickly as we may have found it, it can disappear.
And we're back out there in the cold,
alone.
When you take the stage and all eyes are on you, you don't want the audience to see you sweat, you only want them to see the magic.
There's a reason we like to keep things to ourselves.
When you have an audience, even the smallest moments end up feeling huge.
It makes the big moments seem positively earth-shattering.
The trick is, not letting the pressure keep you from taking big chances.
You just get out there, naked and afraid, and pretend no one's looking.
| In group settings, men are 75% more likely to speak up than women. And when a woman does speak up, it's statistically probable her male counterparts will either interrupt her, or speak over her. It's not because they're rude, it's science. The female voice is scientifically proven to be more difficult for a male brain to register. What does this mean? It means, in this world, where men are bigger, stronger, faster, if you're not ready to fight, the silence will kill you. Don't let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice. So use it. Speak up. Raise your hands. Shout your answers. Make yourself heard. Whatever it takes. Just find your voice and when you do, fill the damn silence. |
Your kids. Your keys. Your family photo album.
It's the list you repeat in your head before you fall asleep. It's the short list of things you'd grab in case of disaster.
The list makes you feel in control. Your kids. Your keys. Your family photo album.
When the fire starts, when the tsunami hits, when the earth literally quakes, do you remember your list?
Or do you just duck and cover?
It's not like we want to hurt anyone, but sometimes we do.
Sometimes we make mistakes and when we blow it, we're sorry.
Not that being sorry really matters anymore. No apology in the world matters now. We've all done things we aren't proud of.
nobody's perfect, but how do you live with it? How do you get up every morning and face the world, knowing you could've done better? That you should've done better?
Is being sorry enough? Can an apology actually heal our wounds? Ease our pain?
Can it undo the hurt that we've caused?
In 1986, Congress passed the Emergency Medical Treatment and Labor Act, which prohibits emergency rooms from denying patients care. If you don't have a dollar to your name, it doesn't matter. You can go to any emergency room at any time and they have to treat you.
Some people think this law has contributed to overcrowding and hospital closures. But I don't know a single ER doctor who would turn a patient away even if they could. Sometimes all that means is treating an ear infection. Other times, you see a patient on the table and your heart stops. The rarest of diseases. Hopeless co-morbidities. Cases that you've never seen that you're not trained to handle. All you can do is close your eyes and say a prayer. Because once a patient enters the emergency room, they're yours.
When you're met with the impossible, the only place to turn is toward each other.
When you lose, you have someone to cry with.
When you walk into the unknown, you have someone to hold your hand.
And when you win, there's someone by your side to celebrate.
And suddenly, the impossible feels possible.
But sometimes, there's no one to turn to. Sometimes, you're all alone.
In those times, you have to keep the faith.
Remember that even if you can't see them or feel them or hear them, your people are out there, waiting for you.
Even after you're gone.
The Greek myths loved to talk about the perils of hubris, the dangers of believing you can outrun the will of the gods.
we need hubris just to get through the day.
We have to believe, even with the odds stacked against us.
Humility makes you good, but ego makes you great.
If that means flying a little too close to the sun, well, that's a risk we're willing to take.
But inevitably, our hubris catches up with us.
In those awful moments, we're left with nothing but the wreckage of our shattered egos.
And we're in total free fall.
Remember, it is not enough to be hit or insulted to be harmed, you must believe that you are being harmed.
If someone succeeds in provoking you, realize that your mind is complicit in the provocation.
Which is why it is essential that we not respond impulsively to impressions;
take a moment before reacting, and you will find it easier to maintain control
The pre-Socratic Greek philosopher Parmenides taught
that the only things that are real are things which never change...
the pre-Socratic Greek philosopher Heraclitus taught
that everything changes.
If you superimpose their two views, you get this result:
Nothing is real
We have come from God, and inevitably the myths woven by us, though they contain error, will also reflect a splintered fragment of the true light, the eternal truth that is with God.
Indeed only by myth-making, only by becoming 'sub-creator' and inventing stories, can Man aspire to the state of perfection that he knew before the Fall.
Our myths may be misguided, but they steer however shakily towards the true harbour,
while materialistic 'progress' leads only to a yawning abyss and the Iron Crown of the power of evil.
If you understand others you are smart.
If you understand yourself you are illuminated.
If you overcome others you are powerful.
If you overcome yourself you have strength.
If you know how to be satisfied you are rich.
If you can act with vigor, you have a will.
If you don't lose your objectives you can be long-lasting.
If you die without loss, you are eternal.
Don't just say you have read books.
Show that through them you have learned to think better, to be a more discriminating and reflective person.
Books are the training weights of the mind.
They are very helpful,
but it would be a bad mistake to suppose that one has made progress simply by having internalized their contents.
I think it's much more interesting to live not knowing than to have answers which might be wrong.
I have approximate answers and possible beliefs and different degrees of uncertainty about different things, but I am not absolutely sure of anything and there are many things I don't know anything about, such as whether it means anything to ask why we're here.
I don't have to know an answer.
I don't feel frightened not knowing things, by being lost in a mysterious universe without any purpose, which is the way it really is as far as I can tell
Every action has an equal and opposite reaction.
Emergency rooms are kept in business by people who have learned that lesson in the hard way. Skydivers, bullriders. People whose bold ideas can often result in broken bones and smushed spleens.
The thing about the bold moves is they're terrifying, could end in nothing but tears and broken bones.
And that's exactly what makes them so damned exciting.
Sometimes you just need to get out of town.
Get a new perspective.
But you can't always see that you need a new perspective, because you, well, need a new perspective to be able to see that. It's complicated.
Open your eyes. What do you see? More possibilities? Does your new view give you more hope? That's the goal.
Although it doesn't always work out that way.
Sometimes a shift in perspective just makes you see what you've lost.
a giant seated figure, about 12.4 m (41 ft) tall, made by the Greek sculptor Phidias around 435 BC at the sanctuary of Olympia, Greece, and erected in the Temple of Zeus there.
Zeus is the sky and thunder god in ancient Greek religion, who rules as king of the gods of Mount Olympus.
The statue was a chryselephantine sculpture of ivory plates and gold panels on a wooden framework. Zeus sat on a painted cedarwood throne ornamented with ebony, ivory, gold, and precious stones.
The statue was lost and destroyed before the end of the 6th century AD, with conflicting accounts of the date and circumstances. Details of its form are known only from ancient Greek descriptions and representations on coins and art.