Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Thoughts from reader "David"
I always wanted to be in your class. This is better. I get to hear your thoughts without doing any work.
No you can’t not work, David! Do your homework! Read! Think! Read about spiral dynamics and Bucky and Bill and Bukowski and Bern! Organize a discussion group! Make something! Chop chop!
Is that what I want? I don’t know. If you’ve the read the posts, you know I frequently struggle with the purpose of all this. I have 193 facebook friends, 69 people are following me on Twitter, my blog is viewed by 100+ regular readers and I am not sure I know what it adds up to?
Something to do with connection. It’s why I asked you what you cared about, to get a sense of who you are, so this can feel like a conversation and not like I am just typing into the ether.
Connection feels great. I’ve flashed my headlights to let a trucker pass in front of me and gotten goosebumps when he flashed his brake lights to say thanks. It’s a reason I love my work - creating things and sharing it with other people – making connections.
But what sort of connections? Connections with whom? Connections for what purpose? Connection for the sake of connection? My facebook is an odd assortment of intimate friends, strangers, people I never knew at work and a few I didn’t like. Old students, but some of the students I was closest to are not there, and some who rarely wanted to talk to me at the time are. It’s all so random? What does it mean? What does it add up to?
Is it appropriate to talk about sharing a purpose? We are so tolerant and diverse as a culture that it feels oppressive to suggest that there might be some Idea that we all share, some idea that trumps everything else.
That’s what I have been thinking about a lot lately. Purpose. What is our shared purpose? What is our individual purpose?