I want to be alone

Sitting in silence in a noisy place…somehow it focuses the mind…

…so the mind does what minds do…it asks questions, evaluates…daydreams…

Add rain…a coffee shop…and you have the ideal backdrop for all of these…

Looking at people around me, I’m struck by the importance of having them for company…even if I don’t know them…haven’t shared a greeting with them...

Being on my own, I can just be…I don’t have to play a role to impress, or flatter…It’s okay to be the quiet observer…

When we’re with people we know…it’s interesting how we tend to put on an amplified version of who we are…the one we think they expect…

…is there a problem with who we are in our quiet moments?

Problems…

The bright side of having problems is how they tickle the mind…how we manage to pull up solutions…it’s empowering…

We’ve been problem solving since the beginning of woman/mankind… the big three being: shelter, food, clothing…

We had fewer problems then…but the ones we had were key to survival…today we’re only a short trip from the mall, which tends to solve most problems…the superficial ones…

Convenience however, requires money, something we didn’t have to think about when we were cavemen/women...

Playing safe…

Over the years a new sport has surfaced, it’s called playing-safe. It begins by taking a great idea, then coming up with reasons why it won’t work.

Anticipating consequences is wise, but tends to overrule the positive too often…sometimes risks have to be taken if we’re to evolve…

We’ve become disconnected from what’s real and what’s fiction...do we tend to err on the side of ‘what if’ too often…fearing failure.

I’m as guilty of it as the next person when it comes to doing something I’ve never done before.

What’s important…

How to solve problems is different for everyone…what is important, is getting the right perspective on them, and asking great questions…pretending failure doesn’t exist…

…closely followed by the resolution to take action.

Once we have shelter, food, and clothing, the rest is ego…

Worrying what others think is indulgence…

What’s more important…what others think of you…

…or how you think about yourself?