Bad news. On my way home, climbing the long stairway off Euclid Avenue, I was listening to Step 21 of the 67 Steps. It’s about the superpower of being able to get into a relationship with people because you can see how their machine works, and therefore you can speak their language.
Everything comes to you through people… and…
…you cannot get more abundance than what your people skills allow you to have.
I have been resigned about my ability to get better at dealing with people.
Resigned means: I have a fixed mindset about it, that says: it may be possible for you, but it’s impossible for me.
But being resigned doesn’t mean I have given up. I haven’t. But every time I read someone’s stuff, or watch someone’s stuff who is good at it, and maybe that is their superpower, I resent them. I do. Not nice, I know, but it is how it is.
You see that the line is tout, the rod is trembling, so you do what fishermen do, and you pull out a fish.
As you take the hook out of the fish’s mouth the fish starts to talk. It says: My good man (or woman, if you are a woman), please release me back into the water and I will reward you handsomely: I will fulfill three wishes for you.
I left Hungary 37 years ago. And yet, when I hum, half of the songs are Hungarian, from before I left there.
I trust that when a song pops into my head, it is some kind of guidance. So when the song that was somehow related to the Counter-revolution in 1956, Que sera sera sung in Hungarian, when that song popped into my mind, I said to myself: pay attention. What is it saying?
I was nine years old at the time, and I was puzzled why the song would be put on the black list… I still can’t see why.
Top Five Regrets of the Dying and how to beat them
1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.
2. I wish I didn’t work so hard.
3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.
4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.
These are the top five regrets of the dying, and here is how to beat having these regrets, or any other
I have read articles about dying and I have read poems written by old-old people expressing their regrets. They are in death’s anteroom, and the view of their life and themselves is special from there: they are to the side and slightly elevated position from where they can both feel and see. Continue reading “Top Five Regrets of the Dying and how to beat them”