I’m in my office at the moment. This morning I’ve planned next week, had multiple meetings and worked on some strategic moves for my business.
Ernie, my staffy, has been lying on my couch the whole time. Mostly asleep, sometimes looking at me.
He’s very happy, and way less busy than me!
Perhaps we make a lot of stuff up, to create work so that we feel valuable.
Perhaps we could be more like Ernie.
Perhaps I should sleep more on my couch!
There’s a strange kind of pride we’ve developed in being exhausted. But even lions, the king of the jungle, rest.
I can't remember a time in my life when I didn't have ambition.
We sometimes believe strength means self-sufficiency — that being independent means being isolated.
We often try to outrun the storm, emotionally, physically, spiritually.
We’re entering an age where machines do our thinking before we’ve even had a chance to try.
In church the other day, the pastor gave a sermon that really stuck with me. He talked about two people.
Hope doesn’t mean pretending everything is okay.