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Wu-Wei: Letting Life Organize Itself

Wu-Wei: Letting Life Organize Itself

As a follow-up to my previous post, which dealt with evaluating your habits before you decide to change them, I’d like to talk about self-organizing processes. Specifically, let’s take the same principle from the level of individual habits and up to the big picture. Your environment is the result of innumerable factors that combined to put you where you are, and those factors are all changing, disappearing and appearing every moment. Might it be smarter to sit back and let life organize itself into the way things should be?

In Taoism (and the pedant in me begs you to pronounce that “T” like a “D”) there is a concept called wu-wei, which is variously translated as “non-dual action” or “non-action.” Some writers call it the second most important principle in all Taoism, second only to the Tao itself; others see it as an excuse for laziness. It’s a hard one for someone raised on the idea of “…taking arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing, end them!“ 

However, a practicing Taoist might reflect that seas have both storms and calm, and that if you simply are a clever sailor and ride out the waves they will actually end themselves. Rather than fight the waves, the smart sailor cultivates the skill of navigating them, because she recognizes that every calm is the prelude to another storm.

The Strange Process of Open Space

One of the neat parts of any Open Space conference is the creation of the agenda. The facilitator leads people through a fairly simple exercise that takes a blank wall (affectionately known as the “What the heck are we gonna do?” space) and turns it into a grid full of class sessions that people are passionate about (also affectionately known as the “How the heck are we gonna do all that?” space). The process is remarkable to see – at one of the first ones I facilitated, a “regular” conference organizer watched with a slightly resentful look on his face. “It took me six weeks to come up with the agenda for our last conference,” he murmured to me. “You just did it in fifteen minutes.”

It’s not magic. It’s setting up a system that has the essential elements of time, space, and passionate people, and then just stepping back and letting it work. For beginning facilitators, that “stepping back” is the hardest part. In fact, in the guidebook Harrison Owen recommends you deliberately stick your hands in your pockets or go for a coffee, because if people are hesitant to put something on the wall the natural urge is to encourage them, or set an example, or call on someone.

It is absolutely essential that the facilitator do nothing. My mentor, Lisa Heft, told me once of a long three-minute silence that seemed to drag on forever. Eventually, though, people realized that nothing was going to happen unless they moved…and gradually the wall filled with sessions. That is always what happens, if the facilitator has enough patience to let it. And the process of letting people create the day through their agenda rather than the agenda creating the day for the people – that makes incredibly magical events.

The funny part for facilitators, that we talk about with each other in puzzled tones, is the clients who come to us either before or after and say “But…how can a bunch of people just organize themselves?” The answer, of course, is simply this: how could they do anything else? At any “regular” conference the agenda is not an inevitable force moving people; they have to decide to attend classes, speeches, etc. Usually they do, through the clever process of not making anything else readily available. But most people who regularly attend conferences have at least one example of a side conversation, a coffee break, a chance meeting in the hall that turned into an immensely productive and beneficial learning experience. That’s self-initiated, coming out of the confluence of time, space, and opportunity.

The entire world of humankind is self-organizing, Harrison would say, whether it knows it or not.

Does Life Organize Itself?

The idea of wu-wei is not one of laziness or procrastination. It’s more like a libertarian view of personal development: just as much work as necessary, and no more. Rather than learning what to do next, you learn when to stop doing. You learn how to create the time and space in your life for the opportunities to present themselves.

This is anathema to most productivity methods. There is an entire school of thought which says you must constantly be doing, hustling, that nothing will be given to you unless you go out and take it. It’s an interesting philosophy, and entirely at odds with reality. By their very existence, everyone alive has had something given to them – whether that’s nourishment and shelter as an infant or a scholarship to a college or the chance to excel past their disadvantages. If you can accept the reality that life is far more complicated than it’s possible to comprehend, it follows that any system that claims to “organize” or “make sense of” life can only do so by ignoring vast quantities of facts and processes.

That’s fine; it is, in fact, part of the process of your life organizing itself into the life you want. But it’s possible that you’re making that process more difficult than it needs to be, through trying too hard. You may not notice the things that make you happy because you’re too busy thinking about the things that don’t, or the things you don’t have that should.

Time. Space. Opportunity knocks, but you have to be able to hear what’s at the door to be able to open it.

evaluate before you practice

Time Tips from XKCD:

a comic graph from XKCD asking:

from XKCD: Why It’s Important to Reflect & Evaluate Before You Practice Change

 

I’ve gotta be honest: I don’t know enough math to really understand this comic ( though I appreciate hearing about it from Karl). I believe the point, though, is that the first step in productivity is to make sure that whatever process you’re putting into place is really necessary. The lifehack threads are full of promises: Lose weight! Save money! Save time! Learn how to relax twice as much in half the time in order to be three times more productive! But rarely do they include the first step: evaluate before you practice.

The problem is that the changes themselves come at a cost. I’m experiencing that right now with my attempts to be more mindful of spending. I have a tiny app that is simply a budgeting record. It records every transaction along with simple categories which theoretically would give me a better idea of where my money is going.

The problem is that those few seconds after each transaction have an awkwardness around them that makes it inconvenient to record the purchase. In addition, being a freelance type with multiple income streams means that my influx of money is not terribly predictable, neither does it always fit into neat categories. Wrap all that into a big “try to be more mindful of your surroundings and spend less time on your phone” general life goal and you have a big problem with establishing a habit.

So I continue to try different methods to set up an environment – a portable environment, since it has to come with me – for keeping track of my money. And it’s going to take time, both in small increments and in the larger scheme of things, trying to understand the ways that my spending habits are currently functioning and how I can improve them.

Take the Time to Evaluate Before You Practice or Change Habits

I’m pretty sure I need to improve my money skills. Trust me on that. But what if I decided to add in time tracking? There are apps that help you log every minute of your day, and many productivity gurus will tell you to do just that. Should that be my next step?

I don’t think so, for one very big reason: time is not an issue with me. I recently spent fifteen minutes writing a short piece, off the cuff, and it turned into one of the most popular pieces I’ve ever written for the specialized audience it was intended for. At the same time, there were articles I’ve struggled for hours over that have barely made a ripple.

Lesson learned: time is not the factor in terms of my writing. If I took the time to track every minute of my day, and then optimized it so that somehow I was dedicating more time to writing…there is no guarantee that my writing would improve.

On the other hand, maybe putting myself in high-pressure fifteen minute production environments would be worth it…

The moral of the story is this: systems tend to self-organize into optimum modes. So before you go changing the habits of a lifetime, check and make sure they need to be changed. It’s possible you’ve set your life up the way it is for a reason.

Put another way: if it works, don’t break it.

why procrastinate joy?

Gotta Have a Reeses

If there’s one thing I miss in the world of advertising, it’s the good old Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup commercials. They would create absurdly complex scenarios whereby someone’s chocolate would end up in someone else’s peanut butter, for a happy union of seemingly disparate elements.

They were hilarious.

And it was something like that which led to this entry. I was skimming through my newsfeed and came across an article called Jump-Start Your Productivity with the “Path of Highest Enjoyment”Highest enjoyment? I thought. Sounds like fun!

It wasn’t, really. It was basically saying that you should look at your task list for the day and do the things you want to do first. As if most of us don’t already do that? Maybe it’s just me. So, back to reading articles.

The Science Behind Why We Procrastinate.” Aha! Procrastination, always a bugaboo of mine. In fact, my stepmother insisted I memorize a little poem about it:

Procrastination is my sin,
It brings me endless sorrow.
I really must stop doing it.
In fact – I’ll stop.
Tomorrow.

I can’t say that the poem helped me any, but the article had some interesting insights. Among other things, it explained that there were two kinds of procrastinators: those who couldn’t make up their minds what to do, and those who knew exactly what to do, but couldn’t bring themselves to take action.

And suddenly the joy got stuck in the procrastination, and I had an epiphany!

Procrastinate Whatever, But Why Procrastinate Joy?

Why Procrastinate Joy?

Gray’s Law: Never forego until tomorrow that which you can enjoy today.

It’s a simple idea, really: we know what we want. With all the personal-development blogs out there, it’s not too hard to figure out how to get it. In fact, if you’re reading this blog, you have more control over your life and your path than most other people throughout history. And you’ve got more information to guide you on that path, as well, at your fingertips – heck, in your phonePeople have been killed for wanting access to just the bible; you have access to, like, a zillion times more information on how to find your joy.

And instead, if you’re like me, you spend a lot of time shooting little birds out of slingshots at snuffling pigs.

That’s ok. It’s totally better than a lot of other habits people have used to calm their mind. But, at a certain point after the last pig has gone *poof*, maybe it’s worth asking: what is it that makes you procrastinate your joy?

I’ve got some guesses:

  1. “We’re not worthy!” – You haven’t earned the right to your joy yet. It’ll come when you retire, when you’ve lost those pounds, when you’ve made the world secure for your children.
  2. “It’s not realistic!” - Sure, other people can be happy. Other people have accomplished or acquired or benefited from that thing you want. But that’s them. What are you, some kind of special snowflake?
  3. “It’s too hard.” - Sure, we could be happy. But that requires change, and change requires work, and I’m tired. It’s much easier to just watch another episode.
  4. “It’s too scary.” - Somebody told me that even if I get what I want, it probably won’t be as good as I think. In fact, it might even be worse than what I have now! Why risk change?

Now is where most personal-development blogs would tackle each of those reasons and demolish them with rational, step-by-step logic. But we’re more practical here at Love Life Practice, and besides, we have faith in the intellect of our readers.

Whichever of those reasons applies to you – or whichever reason you thought of that I didn’t think of – you know it’s bullshit. You know, when you look in the mirror, that there’s a part of you whispering: Put off whatever you want, my friend, but why procrastinate joy?

The question is: when are you going to do something about it?

Tomorrow?

Avoid Burnout by Living Deliberately

Traveling at the Speed of Life

Take care not to smoke too quickly; for the best possible burn, taste, and aroma, smoke as slowly as the cigar will allow.

- Hayward “Lou” Tenney

Gray lighting a cigar near the San Francisco Bay

From Waking Dreams by Michele Serchuk

Cigars require attention, lest you suffer the dreaded “burnout”, when it simply stops smoldering and starts smelling. But the rate at which you puff makes a difference – more than I ever knew. ”Lou” Tenney’s particular gem of advice came from a cigar lover’s newsletter, one of many tips I enjoy because they are freely given. It’s like congenial advice from a favorite uncle.

The science behind the “smoke as slowly as the cigar will allow“ is fascinating. Apparently tobaccos contain sugars, and if you allow the leaves in your cigar to smolder it will caramelize themEven knowing as little about cooking as I do, the word “caramelize” definitely brings to mind “yum.” Indeed, this is what gives the draw a “appealingly sweet flavor.”

On the other hand, if you just puff away like a steam engine, you end up carbonizing the sugars, which (aside from bringing to mind Han Solo frozen on Jabba’s wall) gives the cigar a burnt, tarry flavor. Now, those of you who don’t like cigars, I know…you’re wondering “what’s the point?” Bear with me, this has more to do with life than with some filthy nasty wonderful relaxing indulgence.

There’s one more thing that the slow-burn does: it helps your cigar burn more evenly. And that is where the lesson really hit home for me. Read more…

Authenticity & Shame

A while back I was trying to explain to someone the difference between being sex-positive vs sex-negative.

“Sex-negative is ‘Don’t do anything you’re ashamed of!’” I said. “Whereas sex-positive is ‘Don’t be ashamed of anything you do!’”

I was quite proud of that particular way of phrasing the concept – it kind of takes shame and turns it on its head, making you responsible for discovering your own pleasure as opposed to taking on the attitudes and prejudices of others.

Then my friend gave me a thoughtful look and said, “Huh. Couldn’t you say that about your entire life?”

And my mind was blown.

Think about that. A life where you were not ashamed of anything you did. What kind of feeling would that be?

I know one objection would be that it would mean you couldn’t do anything wrong. That’s only a shallow definition of it – if I fail while trying my hardest, I am not ashamed, I’m proud that I made the effort.

It’s when I don’t try quite that hard. When I let the doubts of others cloud what I know to be true. That’s when I feel ashamed-even of successes.

I believe that if you live authentically-making sure that every decision is from a centered, genuine place inside- you can live a life free from shame.

How cool would that be?

Is This It?

Recently I overheard a woman say “Do you ever just think…’Is this it? Day in, day out…this is it?‘”

It wasn’t especially a positive comment, but it stuck in my head, especially as the woman she was talking to seemed to agree with her. I’ve been reflecting on the very different ways the phrase “Is this it?” could be taken.

For them, I believe, “it” applied to the steady state of their lives. For me, though, that’s been something I’ve been searching for – a steady state. “It”, for me, is a state of mind where I feel at home, where I feel that I can relax into my own body, my own sense of self, my own values, and feel like I belong.

I’ve not found it yet – or at least, I’ve not let myself find it (I have some friends who would tell me “And you won’t, Gray, as long as this is the story you keep telling yourself.”) So for me, the emphasis comes more on the middle word of the question, as I go from place to place:

Is this it? No? Ok…is this it?

…much in the way the little bird went around asking “Are you my mother?” in the classic Dr. Seuss book.

Fall Down Once, Get Up Twice

Once I find a place that seems a likely home, though, the emphasis in the question changes yet again. I’ve found an instance of this, now the question is, does it fit the image of it that I have in my mind?

What is it? I outlined my particular it above, and while it may seem trite and simplistic, I gotta tell you, I have sacrificed more than I care to share in order to arrive at just that realization. And the realization that I’d rather die looking for it than having settled for less than it.

But the fact is, my it is not everyone’s. If it were, the world would be a much simpler, if less beautifully complex, place. Think about it: what does that mean to you? If you’re not sure, how will you find it? Look around you, as the woman did: “Is this it?” I can’t answer for her, nor can I for you, and maybe it’s not worth contemplating, because if it‘s not…then what are you going to do?

Let’s leave that alone. Instead, let’s assume that you have decided that your particular this is it.

It doesn’t end there.

The Mouse Blender

One of my housemates was talking with me about the many little voices that often crowd our minds, and I related a technique I’d heard of where you assign each voice to a little mouse, and put each one in a little glass jar with a knob on the base…

“Oh no!” she said, eyes going wide with horror. “You’re going to blend them?!?”

“Um, no,” I said. “Actually, the idea was that it’s a volume knob, and you slowly turn down each voice until it is silent.” I thought about it a while, and smiled. “I like your solution better, though.”

One of those little mice – who is both blender and volume-knob resistant – has the job to keep popping up and putting the final emphasis on the question: Is this it? Really, day in, day out – sure, you said this was it, but is it?

It’s a pesky mouse. If you’re lucky, I believe, you simply say “Yup!” and turn the volume knob down. Or to frappé, depending on your metaphor of preference.

Changing the Question

Of course, in my dreams, it is no longer a question. The goal is to reach a point where I am so centered in my it that the question mark straightens out into an exclamation point. Then I can enjoy changing the order of words, ever so slightly, and every change of emphasis becomes a different expression of joy:

This is it.

This is it.

This is it.

Like most things I write about in this blog, I’m not saying any of this is easy. The whole issue of it can cause sleepless knights, irritable vowel syndrome, and fearing loss. It’s taken me literally across the U.S. with occasional forays into Europe, and I’m still not sure that it isn’t actually in Berlin.

But for now, I’m trying the this in Seattle. It seems to be going pretty well so far.

How’s it goin’ with you?

Word Up

Photo CC Licensed: JulieJordanScott via Flickr

“Words! Words! Words! I’m so sick of words! I get words all day through; first from him, now from you!” – Eliza Doolittle, My Fair Lady

Yesterday I got an email from Chris Brogan. He reminded me (ok, and about a zillion other email list subscribers) that the time has come for the Three Words. Roughly speaking, they are supposed to be the words that describe the themes you want to focus on for the upcoming year. He’s been doing this for years, and occasionally I’ve tried it as well – “Beauty. Grace. Passion.” was a pretty interesting year, for example. And as you’ll see from the title of this blog, I’m a big fan of the triplet.

I was extra excited when I saw that one of his words for 2012 is going to be Practice. Hey, Chris, have I got a blog for you! He’s written a lot of neat posts about the idea, but in this case he says “And by that, I mean to honor this sentiment: “the practice is the reward.” He has some interesting ideas on how to do that, with weekly, monthly, and yearly challenges and goals.

Buzzwords

The problem with coming up with three words to try and sum up your principles and direction for the entire next year is one of accuracy. For example, one of the words I thought of using was “money“. That’s kind of a shallow goal, though, right? Besides, I really don’t have any problem making money; it’s my general relationship with it, one of antagonism and scarcity, that is the problem. After some thought, I decided that “abundance” would be a better word.

Abundance? If you’re like me, hearing that word set off the WooWoo alarms in your head. What does that even mean? It’s slapped on so many different things these days that it can mean everything from the plushiness of toilet paper to the divine grace of the Lord and Savior. If money is too broad, then abundance is too…abundant. Amorphous. Imprecise.

And if I’m having that much trouble with one word, how the hell am I supposed to come up with three? That will last the whole year?

Letting It Be OK

The answer is to remember one of the wisest things a friend ever said to me: you can change your mind. It’s ok to use the word “abundance” as long as I know what I mean by it, because this is my guiding word. I’m the only one who needs to understand it. If I find a better word later on that better expresses my intention, I can use it. If I find that my pursuit of abundance is not working well for me (hey, it could happen) I can always decide on something less , like monster trucks.

I think some of the time we avoid these kinds of exercises – goalsetting, guiding words, any kind of long-term planning – simply because we worry about failure. We worry about letting ourselves down, about saying to a friend “I’m going to lose weight!” and then feeling like we’ve let them down when we’re sharing their birthday cake. For some reason, we seem to think we can foresee what is going to come in the next year, what we and those we love are going to need.

Guess what? We can’t. It’s like telling an early explorer “Hey – draw me a map of that place you’re heading towards. I want to know what’s there, so I know what to expect.” How accurate is that going to be? What you can do is look at where you’ve been, look at where you might go, and express an intention. I intend to cultivate an attitude of abundance – the idea that there are plenty of resources available to me to live a wonderful life. I may do that in ways that look goofy, like throwing my pocket change on the floor, but that’s ok: this is my life, I get to do goofy things with it. So do you.

In case you’re wondering, I’m considering music and practice as my other two (the one because it’s been conspicuously absent in the past year and the other just as a reminder).

What words speak to you?

Giving Up

For someone who writes a business blog, Heidi Miller has one of the most touching holiday stories I’ve ever read on her TalkItUp blog. It’s the story of the Cambodian Cow, and how during one holiday season when she was far from family she decided to take a rather unconventional route to gift-giving: “Instead of purchasing a holiday gift for myself, I found a project to support someone who was in dire need for basic necessities.”

She found that gift through Kiva, a website that gives out microloans to help people in underdeveloped countries develop businesses. It works, too – their repayment rate is well over 90%, but that’s not the point. The $100 that Heidi gave wouldn’t be missed if it wasn’t paid back, but the repercussions that little step-up she gave the woman in Cambodia was life-changing.

That’s what Ms. Miller gave for Christmas that year: a hand up. And I have to say, I like that idea of gift-giving.

The Might of the Widow’s Mite

You all know the story of the Widow’s mite, right? A rich benefactor makes a generous donation to the church, but it’s an amount he would barely miss. Meanwhile, the poor widow gives but a mite – but it’s more than half of her total wealth. Who gave more?

It’s all about percentages. If you have a little, you may not feel you can do much – but that only depends on where you send the cash. Sent to Cambodia, the cost of a cheap camera can buy someone a life-sustaining cow with which they can improve their world. Or you can buy that cheap camera for your nephew, have him forget about it (who uses cameras these days when you have phones?) and the amount of money has had no positive impact at all.

But my kids like presents!” I hear people say. And it’s true, the pressure to give and consume at the holiday season is pretty strong. Leo over at Zen Habits has some interesting ideas about that, though. He first posted his “No New Gifts Holiday Challenge” and then followed it up with a post about his “Gift-Less Children.” Turns out that his holidays are going just fine without having to fight through shopping lines, etc.

Hard Times, Meaningful Gifts

That’s been my experience as well. A few years back I found myself with barely enough cash to get any gifts for my kids, much less the possibility of getting it for my many extended family members. I found myself faced with the choice of going to a discount store and attempting to get a couple of dozen tawdry, cheap gifts…or something else.

What my extended family members got was a small card, thanking them for their presence in my life and informing them that I’d made a donation, in their name, to OXFAM International. This is one of the most reputable aid organizations in the world. You don’t have to give a lot, but what you do give goes to good places, without a lot of the politics that are often involved in other aid organizations.

However, it’s sometimes hard to make kids understand what it is they are giving. Which is why I like the idea of giving Up instead. Teach your kids about the Cambodian Cow, then turn them loose on a site like Kiva or Kickstarter. The latter is where people with great ideas try to find backers to get their dreams off the ground. Places like Uncharted Books in Chicago, IL, who I helped back so they could raise $10,000 and get their store off the ground. Do you know how great it feels, at those times when I can barely afford to pay for a used book, to know that I am a part of the walls of this store? The kind of place I would love to wander for hours, and I helped build it up.

How do you think your kids would feel if they could do that? Suddenly rather than playing a fantasy game, they are part of a very real game of life, helping others “level up” and being a real influence in the world around them. Be careful. The feeling is so good, it is likely to be habit forming.

Seems to me that in a season that’s supposed to be about giving, the gift of Up – even a little – can be the most meaningful message of all, regardless of your beliefs.

 

The Problem with Up

A very simple idea today, about terms.

Are you childish, or are you a grown-up?

The term childish has some very pleasant connotations. Carefree. Fun. Loving. Curious. Excited about the world. Enthusiastic about new experiences. Innocent (though honestly, how anyone who has ever actually dealt with kids for an extended length of time could think that, I won’t understand. They can be evil little f…ahem).

As I was saying, there’s also a more pejorative version of the term. Childish is frivolous, is not serious, is reckless, is dependent on the care of someone else for both practical aspects of life as well as a moral compass. Someone who is childish is *irresponsible*. In movie after movie, you see the “hero’s journey” of Campbell portrayed as some man who has to “put off childish things” and grow up to take responsibility for his life.

How do we define “grown up”? Usually it implies a seriousness, a willingness to “settle down”. It implies a realistic perspective on life gained through experience, that gives a person the ability to become a functional part of society as a whole. However, built into that term are the seeds of its own negativity. As a TV commercial from years ago said, what kid dreams of becoming a cog? What child looks at the stars and says “I sure can’t wait to settle down…”

Personally, I have troubles with the idea of “up”. It’s much like the old zen story about the master who was having tea with a foreigner (or a student, the stories vary). As the master poured, the guest was waxing eloquent about this precept and that reading and obviously showing off just how much more zennish he was than anyone else.

The master, nodding politely, continues pouring the tea until it reaches the brim of the cup – and then keeps pouring. As the student protests “Master! The cup is full!” the master just nods and says “True. You’ll have to empty the cup before I can pour any more.”

Or something like that.

If a gas tank is filled up, you can’t fill it any more. If a spring is all wound up, you can’t wind it any more. If If I pull out a tissue and use it up, you can’t use it any more.

You see where I’m going with this, right?

If I’m grown up, I can’t grow any more. And I don’t like that. I don’t know anyone who couldn’t stand to do some more growing. I certainly can use some. I still have to learn Japanese, wing tsun, rock climbing, hang gliding, and Ruby on Rails. I never did get as good at blues guitar as I wanted; there are so many songs still waiting for my fingers to grow into them.

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My daughter Danica & I being adults.

I am not a grown up. No way, no how. Yet at the same time, I can’t say that I haven’t handled a lot of responsibility in my life. Raised four kids, ran my own business, served as a U.S. Marine, volunteered as an Emergency Medical Technician, even stayed loyal to Apple in the Dark Days of Amelio and the pre-Superbowl Packers. That’s HEAVY.

I believe you need another term: Adult. Not grown-up, because an adult can both appreciate the wonder of the world with a child-like (see how different “-ish” is from “-like”?) wonder, open to learning new things and eager for new experiences. At the same time, an adult tries to learn from those experiences, and at times embraces the experience of working hard, even at something that is not immediately enjoyable, for the experience later on of accomplishment and the satisfaction of a job well done.

Some really advanced adults don’t even need that reward, I think. They have learned to appreciate the journey itself, as opposed to looking constantly for future reward. I’m still working on that one; problem is, working towards a goal of enjoying the journey for its own sake is kind of an oxymoron, if you think about it.

“I won’t grow up!” sang Peter Pan. And I say, damn right. Being an adult is way more fun.

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