My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Being Rather Than Doing
If doing or accomplishing is the goal there is movement without arrival since each accomplishment is the attainment of an interim objective, the starting point for a new, or continued, accomplishing. This leaves little room for satisfaction. If instead, being -- rather than doing -- is the focus, we can allow completeness at every stage of the process.
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