They arrive in a cardboard box: Fifty
3-1/2” X 5” notebooks lined up in a row, each containing
thirty-two blank white pages pinned to their chipboard covers with shiny silver
staples, drenched in possibility. The
most daunting of all is the lone copy offering a clue: “This book contains all the answers” is artist Dallas Clayton’s proclamation across the cover; however, he’s left the insides decidedly void for another
artist (me) to fill.
And so I wonder about “all the answers”. If I’m bound by these
pocket-sized limits, I’ve got some serious
contemplating, culling and distilling to do. What words or pictures do I deem important
enough, so essential to the human condition and getting through this life that they
earn tenancy within this coveted real estate?
Here are a few to get started:
Stop comparing yourself to others. This
includes your siblings, your thinner/prettier/younger friends, your parents, colleagues
who outrank or threaten to outrank you, those women in yoga class who dare to
wear the short shorts, and anyone and everyone on the internet. You bring a unique and wonderful set of
skills, intention, drive, humanity and perspective to every situation. If what you have looks exactly like what
someone else has, you’re doing it
wrong.
It just might take a while. We’re all in a
hurry for everything. And the speed of
life only seems to accelerate as we age. Everyone around us seems to demand
instant results, and so we demand them of ourselves. We can’t lose
weight fast enough, get promoted soon enough, find a good man before the alarm of
our biological clocks is blaring. But
life happens on its own time. One day
you look in the mirror and realize your commitment to diet and exercise is
paying off; careers, reputations and bodies of work build slowly over time; we cry
over many Mr. Wrongs before we recognize Mr. Right. Practice patience, and try
to be kind to yourself in the process.
You’re right. Wow! Is
this one hard? And I’m always blown away by the lengths we go to, the
tactics we resort to in an attempt to bury these words deep in our throats. The
other person in the conversation is often right. In fact, if you’re with a reasonably intelligent individual, they’re probably right, like, 50% of the time. There is
no shame in being wrong. We gain so much
respect and credibility in every relationship when we’re able to concede the other person is right. Just say it and learn something from it. It will make you better. Really.
No. We think
the answer needs to be yes. But
honestly, aren’t you sometimes
doing yourself or others a disservice with yes? Today I
declined to participate in a voluntary project I am quite passionate
about. I was the last to reply to the
request (uncharacteristic for someone with her trigger finger perpetually
poised over the “send” button). But when I thought about the time commitment
and everything else going on at the office, I didn’t feel I could fit it in and get it right. And guess what? The earth is still revolving on its
axis. I am still employed. Someone else
may get a chance to shine.
Why not? I know it’s a question, but for those of us always throwing
roadblocks in our own paths, or finding a million reasons why we shouldn’t take a risk and try something new, what if we interrupted
our usual diatribe of excuses with some measured thought around what’s preventing us from going for it? I wonder what we might find.
I don’t know. In our googilicious world this may seem like
a cop out. Don’t we have the resources at our fingertips to
research anything and come up with the answer freaky fast? Yes, for a lot of things, but not for
everything. The reality is some things
are beyond our purview. Some of life’s most
challenging questions are rhetorical or for the seeker to look within herself
to find. It’s okay to admit you don’t have all of them.
The answers, that is. Few of us
do. And fewer still are willing to sit peacefully
in the unknown and just listen. It’s amazing
what we hear in the silence.
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