As each of us wakes up, the whole world wakes up a little. – Polly Berrien Berends
I think this quote means that the more I wake up from this cultural and family of origin stupor I’ve been in, the more that others around me are likely to wake up a little. The more others around me wake up, the more they wake me up.
I’ve been getting some encouraging feedback on these Joe to Gos this week. And it’s having the odd effect of keeping me own my toes more, paying closer attention to goofball thinking, making me more aware of being aware.
For a while today, I was hustling at work, hoping to beat the snowstorm and traffic home so I could make it to my 6 pm racquetball league game. And then it occurred to me that I didn’t want to get riled up about this, that I wanted to do a quality job on the project I was on, that I wanted to enjoy the drive home (I like driving in snowstorms), and that I wanted to have dinner with my wife and daughter because we hadn’t eaten together since the weekend. So I said the hell with game, called to cancel, and it made for a pretty damn good rest of the day. And the inspiration for this ‘waking up’ seem to have come from the emails I got from other guys.