Somewhere else is better than here… Something else is better than this… Someone else has it better than me
Yesterday, still recovering from my strenuous weekend, lol, I watched TED talks for a few hours, all on Emotional Intelligence.
They were all profound, and nice, and useful… and yet.
Emotional intelligence, measurable in percentages, is the ability to be appropriate to life, to dance, to get stuff done, to rest when it is time to rest, and work when it is time to work, and to love, and appreciate, and say what you need to say, when it is appropriate.
To look at things from more than just one fixed point of view, to be able to empathize, have compassion, express instead of stuff it…
You see why emotionally intelligent people get ahead in life… they are easy to be around because they are OK with themselves.
What people, psychologists, writers, etc. teach is surface.
Much like telling you to cover up chicken shit and enjoy the praline… Praline is an expensive candy… for those of you who don’t know.
Millions of people have read the “f*ck” series of books from Mark Manson, from Gary John Bishop, and they loved the books, and maybe for a week or two they had a better life, but then it all wore off… and back to “normal”.
Normal is miserable. Normal is feeling powerless over your emotions, your urges, your fears… That is what is normal.
My work goes deep. It goes to the root of things, it shows the machine that is making you do the things you do, and when a participant masters it: it creates a life that can shine. That can be satisfying, happy, regardless of the circumstances.
And circumstances come, no matter who you are… The sh*t has a tendency to hit the fan…
The attitude: I’d rather be fishing…
I have two calls on Sundays. The first one people subscribe to get. The second I have been giving to my Playground participants for free.
Neither of the calls is useful for the uninitiated.