What's in the gallery?

We dissolve stuck and rewrite patterns. We apply radical playfulness to life (when we feel like it!), embarking on internal adventures (credo of Safety First). We have a fake band called Solved By Cake. We build invisible sanctuaries, invent words and worlds, breathe awe and wonder.

We are not impressed by monsters. Except when we are. We explore the connections between internal territories and surrounding environment to learn what marvelously supportive delicious space feels like, and how to take exquisite care of ourselves. We transform things.* We glow wild.**

* For example: Desire, fear, worry, pain-and-trauma, boundaries, that problematic word which rhymes with flaweductivity.

** Fair warning: Self-fluency has been known to lead to extremely subversive behavior, including treasuring yourself unconditionally, unapologetically taking up space, experiencing outrageously improbable levels of self-acceptance, and general rejoicing in aliveness.

What's in the gallery?

We dissolve stuck and rewrite patterns. We apply radical playfulness to life (when we feel like it!), embarking on internal adventures (credo of Safety First). We have a fake band called Solved By Cake. We build invisible sanctuaries, invent words and worlds, breathe awe and wonder.

We are not impressed by monsters. Except when we are. We explore the connections between internal territories and surrounding environment to learn what marvelously supportive delicious space feels like, and how to take exquisite care of ourselves. We transform things.* We glow wild.**

* For example: Desire, fear, worry, pain-and-trauma, boundaries, that problematic word which rhymes with flaweductivity.

** Fair warning: Self-fluency has been known to lead to extremely subversive behavior, including treasuring yourself unconditionally, unapologetically taking up space, experiencing outrageously improbable levels of self-acceptance, and general rejoicing in aliveness.

Unexpected life lessons and a song about milk

Another glorrrrrrrious day!

So I threatened hinted the other day that I was going to write about the super awesome cafe I discovered in Vancouver.

And I am. Partly because the whole experience was just too fabulous to keep to myself and the writer in me wants some scribbling time.

But mostly because I learned some cool Life Lessons which have Useful Applications both for business and for Life In General. Yes, I’m feeling a bit giddy today, but letting your inner goofball have its say is also related to one of the lessons.

The funny part is that I came to Vancouver specifically to receive such lessons. That’s one of the reasons why I signed up for Michael Port‘s Beyond Booked Solid program — to immerse myself in transformative business concepts and subject my poor brain to an intense mental whupping workout.

Success! I picked up a ton of great stuff from Michael and from the course, not to mention a massive binder full of notes and exclamation points.

And, by the way, if you’re wondering … was the $1100 price tag for two days of study reasonable? Oh boy, was it ever. If I even partially implement one of the 30+ genius lightbulb moments I got from this course, that sum will eventually seem laughable. The program was absolutely fantastic.

So I learned amazing, useful things about business and about creativity and about kindness (some of Michael’s favorite topics) from the seminar — but I also learned about these things in the cafe.

Oh, the cafe!

Stumbling into someone else’s joy zone …

Here’s how I found the awesomest cafe in Vancouver. It was about six-thirty in the evening and I was wiped out from the intense day of learning and processing.

Oh, and from the exhausting task of sitting in a chair all day. And from carrying around my laptop and notebook and that enormous binder of worksheets and insights. I was ready to plop down in the very first place that had wireless internet and wasn’t a Starbucks.

Which is harder than you might think since the first one I ran across was a Starbucks and the second and third ones didn’t have wi-fi.

And I know this is probably going to start fights across the internet, but I have to stop this post for a second and speak my mind on two topics:

      1. Support independent businesses.
      If you’re an independent small business owner — even if you don’t think of yourself as one because it’s just you and your laptop and maybe a cat — step up and support your fellow creative, independent neighborhood person who is working himself (or herself) ragged, pouring heart and soul into giving you a human experience.
      2. Don’t be a moron.
      If you do own an independent cafe and there is a Starbucks across the street, for the love of all that is good, have wireless internet. You’re basically telling people who want to support you that they might as well go somewhere else.

Okay, done with my rant. I continued in my quest, wondering just how long I’d be willing to lug my computer around before giving up and just sitting on my friend’s porch until she came home.

And then… Caffe Rustico! There were colorful signs in the windows. There was wifi. Yes! There was a gorgeous middle-aged Italian man behind the counter — in the best mood ever — who sang out “Did you have a glorrrrrrrious day?” as I entered.

All my cranky, bitter, annoyance just kind of melted and I realized that actually life is pretty great. And then he sang me a little song about milk.

It really was a glorrrrrrrious day.

The way to my heart …. sing me a song about milk.

Anyone who has ever had the pleasure of making me a hard-boiled egg knows quite well (perhaps too well) that I have a little egg song to sing on such occasions. Some people think that’s weird. That’s their problem.

So you can imagine how delighted I was when this guy — Mario — sang me the skim milk song. It was heaven. Heaven!

Also, is there a woman alive who doesn’t like being enthusiastically referred to as bella signorina? Exactly. I thought not.

And Mario had this kind of cheerful, authentic interaction with every single person who walked through the door. If they weren’t old friends when they arrived, they were by the time they walked out the door.

It was like being transported to the kind of place that Cher might have done the accounting for in Moonstruck, only with some Pacific Northwest elements (hipsters! local organic produce!).

I was in love.

Five useful life lessons:

Here’s what I learned. Five lessons.

And really, these are all equally applicable to business or personal, to what you do at work or what you do at the gym, to who you are “officially” and to who you are with your friends and family.

1. Be Human.

We already talked about this in the Betty Boop is my business coach post but it’s worth going over.

What made this cafe so attractive was that it was alive. The exchanges were personal and from the heart instead of being conventional and superficial. Every single aspect of this caffe was consciously designed to help you feel comfortable and welcome.

I could have been having this incredibly boring exchange:
Chain coffee shop employee: “Here’s your beverage. Have a nice day now.”
Me: “Thank you. Likewise.”

But instead I got to have this exchange:
Mario: “How was your day? Was it WONderful?”
Me: “Pretty fantastic. What about yours?”
Mario: “Oh, so good … I gave myself a headache, it was so good!”
Me: Tries not to spit milk. “Ah. I had that day yesterday.”

2. Be Accessible.

Here’s how smart Caffe Rustico is:

  • They have a website.
  • The website address is CaffeRustico.com which is exactly what it should be: their name plus .com. No embarrassing .net or anything like that.
  • Their website follows the Be Human rule we just talked about (check out their wonderfully human About page for inspiration).
  • It’s an interactive site (yay, WordPress!) which means you can comment on any page.
  • They have a Facebook group. And yes, I expect you all to join it!
  • I didn’t have to wonder whether or not they had a website. They “told me” about all of this by putting all the relevant information on a (prominently displayed) sign.

3. Be you.

Uniqueness is sexy. That’s just the way it is.

I know this seems scary … and the fear of “I can’t just be me!” keeps showing up in conversations in our non-icky self-promotion for people who hate self-promotion course.

Think about it this way. It’s kind of like what Michael Port calls the Red Velvet Rope. The more you you are, the easier it is for other people to self-select in or out of your circle.

For example, I work with a duck. Some people don’t get it. That’s cool. That means I don’t ever have to work with anyone who thinks it’s weird to have a duck as a business partner.

You don’t like Selma? Good. You’re probably not even reading this blog. It’s perfect.

The people who do get it think I’m the coolest person ever. Which means I don’t have to go out and market myself or sell what I do. I just show up as myself and the right people say yes.

Same thing with this cafe. They were doing their “hey, we like to listen to Italian music and wave our arms and talk to everyone about everything” thing and working it.

They weren’t trying to be an efficient, branded box store. And it worked.

Forget trying to be something you aren’t. Use what you’ve got and let your freak flag fly.

4. Be Caring.

Spread some love. Smile. Take interest in the people who approach you and email you and fill out customer service forms.

Give people what they want (as long as this is safe and comfortable for you, of course). In the case of Caffe Rustico this might mean using local produce, playing music that doesn’t drown out conversation, or having super high quality coffee.

They do all these things, because they’re smart, and because they care.

Here’s another aspect of this: part of giving people what they want also means giving them what they want to know.

For example, one of the reasons the Caffe Rustico website is so awesome is that it gives you answers to all the questions that bring someone to a website to begin with. There’s a googlemap and information about what you’ll be able to eat.

Common sense, right? But it comes from a genuine desire to be helpful, and a shocking number of people somehow skip this part.

5. Be awesome. Awesomeness gets rewarded.

Two days I was there. And both days I bought a sandwich.

The first time though it wasn’t because I wanted one. It’s just that I was going to buy something anyway the next day for lunch, and I really, really wanted to throw money at this cafe, so I ordered take-away for the next day.

The sandwich was fantastic. Bellissimo! Worthy of a glorrrrrrious day!

Ooh, and it came with a little tub of pasta that was ridiculously yummy and also was a surprise since I hadn’t known I was getting it — the owner just threw it in (Seth would approve).

So the next day I bought a sandwich for the plane, knowing it might be the highlight of my day. And pasta for dinner which was so good that I kind of want to move to Vancouver. Plus I told all my Vancouverite friends that they have to start hanging out there All The Time.

And now I’m telling you.

Because who knows, maybe just thinking about it will make your day just that tiny bit closer to being absolutely glorrrrrrrious. You will have a glorrrrious day! I wish it for you.

Ask Havi #8: the “what’s my vision” edition

Alright, we have an anonymous query in today’s Ask Havi:

Ask Havi

“Can I just say that your advice is terrific? It helps me think in a whole new way.

“I was reading the “Is This You?” section, and the “You Have a Vision” description struck me. Because I don’t. I’m not the person you describe who can’t decide if she wants to be a kindergarten teacher or a poet, but really, nothing gets me out of bed in the morning except obligation.

“I hate what I do, but I have no secret desire to do some specific other thing. I can’t keep living this way. I know that this isn’t what you work on (is it?), but can you recommend any resources?

“If for some reason you decide to publish this query in your blog, please make it anonymous. Many thanks.”

Four thank-yous and a quick clarification.

First of all, I want to thank our anonymous question-asker, because this is a very important question.

Also because he or she is following the latest trend in Ask Havi queries which is prefacing them with kind and flattering words. Totally gets your questions answered faster. 🙂

And also because I think this is something a lot of people deal with, but not a lot of people ask.

Oh, and also because a lot of times people contact me because they want to hire me to help them work on their stuff and resolve their problem patterns, and then it turns out pretty quickly that they never read the “Is this you?” section and no, it’s not them.

Yay, you read the “Is this you?” section! I like you already.

Okay, back to the question.

So the question is — if I understand correctly — what do you do when you don’t know what you want to do, but you do know you need help so you can stop doing the thing you’re doing?

You’re also asking: Can Selma and I do this work even though we say we don’t and/or can I recommend people who do?

Yes.

It sounds like you’re feeling worried because you really need to move forward with making a change, and you’re wanting some reassurance that this can happen, and that you’ll find the right people to help you.

Well, the good news is that there are a ton of coaches who specialize in just this area — helping people figure out what their “thing” is.

I’m going to make three suggestions for people/resources that I personally feel comfortable recommending.

I also know that among the readers of this blog are several (at least!) life or career or creativity coaches who do this type of work too, so I invite them to chime in as well in the comments.

1. Figure out what your true gift is and how to make money with it.
Naomi Dunford is not just my friend, she’s also a total genius at figuring out what your gift is and how to actually support yourself with it. And I quote:

I currently offer one service: brainstorming. We can brainstorm about marketing your existing ittybiz, or we can brainstorm about ways to get you out of your lame ass day job, EVEN IF YOU THINK YOU HAVE NO SKILLS.

We will find your skills. And if we don’t, I’ll give you your money back immediately.

You get one hour, and it’s $150. If you are Elmo and want to sing at Jack’s birthday party, we are free.

Naomi is the bomb. That’s all I have to say about that.

2. Finding your purpose and leaving the cube.
The super-cool Pamela Slim of Escape from Cubicle Nation fame is also a friend (we met in a Michael Port course and hit it off, see why it’s important to take courses?) and this kind of thing is right up her alley.

She used to have a meditation CD that actually helped you figure that stuff out, and she might be available to hire despite her normally booked schedule, and I am 100% positive that at the very least she will both rock your world and have better suggestions / recommendations for this than I do.

3. A meditation on your purpose ….
Okay, this one I can’t vouch for personally — and I have to tell you in advance that the sales page is just kind of ew. Well, I’ll rephrase and say that she and I are at very different places on the sleaze-non-sleaze kosher marketing continuum.

But I have been told that this Find Your Soul Purpose meditation by Suzanne Falter Barnes is seriously great.

It’s also very, very affordable ($37, comes with a workbook). I’ve heard Suzanne speak and she’s sweet and funny and has a really great voice, so I’m sure it’s awesome.

In fact, tell you what … if you (my anonymous reader with the Ask Havi query) decide to get it and then you hate it, I’ll buy it off of you. How’s that?

3.5 Me? Well, here’s what you need to know.
Can I help you with this kind of thing? Sure. I can. I have before with great success. I try not to, though.

I guess it’s just that doing that part of the work doesn’t thrill me. What thrills me is when someone comes to me and says either:

“I know what I want to do but I don’t know how to get there!”

Or:

“I know what I want to do and I think I know how to get there, but I’m not DOING it because I’m stuck and overwhelmed and self-sabotaging like crazy.”

Both of those situations get me all fired up and I can’t wait to get going so we can start shifting things.

The figuring out what your thing is? Not so much. Am I good at it? Yeah, but it doesn’t put me in joyful mode.

And if I’m not in joyful mode, there’s not really much of a point. I used to feel bad about this until I realized that lots of people LOVE working on this exact process!

Moral of this little story: the best way to screw up doing what you love is to start doing the parts that you don’t love.

The writing on the wall?

I really do get how much it sucks to be in the situation you’re describing.

God knows I’ve had my share of awful jobs, but the two I hated most (executive assistant to the volatile CEO, and — immediately after that — working in a toy imports company run by the Moroccan mafia) were absolutely wake up in the morning and burst into tears kind of jobs.

At the time (recession and underemployment in Israel) I had only talked my way into these jobs (hi, I can touch-type in three languages, you need me) to get out of debt …

And was staying with my boyfriend for the same reason. My boyfriend and his mother. My boyfriend and his mother and her boyfriend and his three grown children and their girlfriends and a very, very jealous cat.

All in a tiny apartment. It was amazing of them to take me in, and I owe them crazy amounts of gratitude forever for doing so, and it was also hell.

The room I was staying in was tiny and cramped, and one of the mother’s boyfriend’s boys had written on the wall (in English, for some reason) in enormous, carefully drawn letters:

You Are What You Do.

You are what you do? You are what you do?!?!?!

You know what? That’s a bunch of crap.

What I did was get screamed at daily in front of thirty people for putting one drop of milk too many or too few in the CEO’s pint glass of decaf coffee.

What I did was three horrible jobs (executive assistant + company secretary + office manager) for the salary of one. Six days a week from eight to six.

What I did was watch all my talents and skills slowly deteriorate through underuse and underappreciation.

What I did was anything I could to preserve my sanity, counting the days until I could leave.

And seeing those depressing, miserable words every morning made every second of it that much worse.

My sincere wish for you.

My dear anonymous friend, I know that you will find your way to doing something that is full of love and meaning for you. But until you do, please know that you are so much more than what you do.

You are more than what you think, you are more than what you feel, you are more than what you know and you are certainly more than what you do.

Don’t let anyone or anything define you. Don’t let anyone or anything box you in.

Keep in mind that you have the power and the ability to work on your patterns, to shift your reactions, to heal some (or eventually all) of your pain, to interact with yourself in a conscious and compassionate way.

You have the right to ask for help and you have internal reserves of strength that can help get you where you need to go. Life is short. There are so many things you might be able to do and love … we’ll help you find one of them.

Please please please get back to me and let me know how things are going with the process.

I’ve made my recommendations. I know there are a bunch of life and creativity coaches and the like who read this blog, so if y’all want to mention yourselves or make other suggestions, please feel welcome to jump in here in the comments section — weigh in if you’re one of these people, or even if you aren’t.

Good luck. I hope you know that I’m totally on your team, cheering for you excitedly. In fact, I’m pretty sure we all are, right?

Friday RoundUp #7: the glorrrrrious day edition

Because it’s Friday AGAIN. And because traditions are important. In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of self-reflection.

And you get to join in if you feel like it.

The hard stuff.

All the hard of this week happened while I was in Vancouver, where I spent half the week at Michael Port‘s Beyond Booked Solid seminar. The seminar was awesome. Incredibly so.

And I’d do it again in a second. It’s just that there was so much hard that came along with it.

Pain! Also in my body.

Ow! Brain pain brain pain.

I have insights pouring out of my ears right now. Total information overload, and there’s so much I want to start implementing that my gears are all spinning way too fast.

But even worse than my head overprocessing is when my body is underprocessing.

Sitting in a chair for nine hours makes me batty. BATTY! I didn’t know that.

Seriously, I’d never realized how often during my workday I stop to do mini-stretches or a bit of yoga or five minutes of Dance of Shiva. Not to mention my busy cat-napping routine and all the days that I decide it will be more fun to just work in bed.

All that excruciating sitting sitting sitting convinced me that working in a chair is a terrible way to go through life.

You know, my ex didn’t sit on a chair until he was six … because his father believed (and perhaps still does) that “chairs do bad things to human beings”, and didn’t allow them in the house.

Admittedly I always thought his father was mad as the proverbial hatter (what’s a hatter?). Have now officially changed my mind.

Loneliness is not having anyone to relate to.

The other twenty one people in the program were all very, very sweet and completely pleasant to be around.

At the same time, this was the longest amount of time I’ve ever spent with people who come from the corporate world, even if they’re no longer in it, and I totally felt like an outsider from planet wacky.

I’m used to being around people who don’t think it’s at all weird that I would bring a duck to a marketing seminar (c’mon, she’s my business partner) or that I actually am my fabulous quirky authentic self all the time and not just, you know, in the privacy of my own home or whatever.

So that was interesting. Selma hated it, and I just focused on finding the people I figured would be the most fun or the least not fun or something.

And tried to remember that there are people in the world for whom say … my chakra-based filing system is both shocking and bizarre. And that so what? It’s a big world.

I missed my sweetie.

Yes, well. It turns out that three and a half days without my gentleman friend is really way too long. Next time I’ll just fly him up with me. Or ferry. Or whatever.

It would be so worth it just to be able to sneak even little tiny doses of his smart, funny, loving awesomeness.

Now I’m back and can’t focus on anything because of being too distracted by how ridiculously perfect for me he is. Even Selma likes him.

The good-but-hard stuff.

No one is happy for my rockstar blog yet. Sadface.

Okay, so my blog’s Alexa ranking went down to 176,692.

Yes, I know. This is a good thing. A VERY good thing. So really it should not be in “the hard” or even in this fake in-between category that I just made up, and I might really have to also put it in “the good” where it actually belongs.

And if you’re up on Alexa rankings you’re either thinking Yay, Havi and Selma! Or you’re jealous as hell and you hate us for it. But you get it.

If you’re not — and most people aren’t — you really, really couldn’t care less.

Basically this is the equivalent of finding out you just won a million dollars and then remembering you live in a country where no one knows or cares what money is.

So I’m insanely happy and have like, maybe three people I know who can be happy for me.

I’ve great news, I want to share it, no one cares. Ugh.

The good stuff.

This week was all about good stuff.

My sweet Jane.

The whole Beyond Booked Solid seminar thing was actually kind of a ruse so I could go visit my friend Jane whom I love and adore.

This was only the third time we’ve seen each other in the last fifteen years, and one was her wedding, which doesn’t really count. She’s just one of my favorite people in the world, and I wish she had a website so I could amaze you with her overwhelming fabulousness.

Dream come true? OMG yes.

I’m almost afraid to type this because it’s so ridiculously cool that I’m going to have to cry, but here’s my big news.

The amazing Jennifer Louden actually wants me to teach my Emergency Calming Techniques and my wacky yoga brain training work at her super-famous Writer’s Retreat Spa thing in Taos, New Mexico this summer.

Now called the Luscious, Nurturing Get Your Writing Done while Laughing Your Butt Off and Maybe Crying a Little Too Writer’s Retreat.

You’ll hear more about this as it gets closer, but let’s just say that this is a heart-wish of mine that is up and come to life.

Jen is an incredible person, and not just because she’s been on Oprah, written a gazillion books, and helped thousands and thousands of people do wonderful work on themselves. She’s bright and caring and inspired, and I really don’t have a good way to explain how special she is — so just take my word for it.

!!!!!!!!!

My new catchphrase!

The real star of my trip to Vancouver was a new cafe to add to my favorite-cafes-around-the-world list.

You’ll read about it more this coming week, as I’ve already written a post that features it in the starring role, but the highlight of my week was when I stumbled in, tired and cranky after a long day of seminar-izing.

The owner (cute, middle-aged Italian man) gave me the biggest grin ever and sang out, “Are you having a glorrrrrrrrrious day?”

It’s even better in an Italian accent. And the truth is, you cannot maintain any sort of bad mood when someone asks you if you are having a glorrrrrrrrrrious day. You absolutely have to crack up laughing and admit that if you weren’t before, you certainly are now.

Of course (as my clients and the poor people in the Non-Icky self-promotion for people who hate self-promotion course know), now I cannot stop saying this to anyone and everyone.

In a disastrous imitation of an Italian accent. And then giggling uncontrollably.

That’s it for me ….

And yes, absolutely join in my Friday ritual if you feel like it and/or there’s something you just want to say out loud too.

Yeah? What was something hard and/or good that happened in your week?

And of course: will you have a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious weekend? I wish it for you. And a glorrrrrrrrrrious week to come.

Ooh, wait, I have a QUESTION!
My designer is making me a graphic for this Friday ritual post thing. So do we want to keep calling it the RoundUp (hmm, cowboy theme?) or do we want this to be the (um, chicken theme?) Weekly Check-in?

Whaddya think?

Ask Havi #7: the “introspection overdose” edition

Whoah. We’re getting all theoretical today ….

Ask Havi
Right. Usually the Ask Havi questions are oriented around some sort of how. As in “How do I do this thing?” or “How do I stop doing this thing?”. Occasionally it’s more of a “What do you think about x, y or z?”

But it’s not often that I get to talk theory, which is really my secret love. *rubs hands together and cackles fiendishly*

Most people don’t dig theory. Or think they don’t. So give today’s conversation a chance and I’ll see what I can do to fun it up.

Because oh hooray, we’re putting our conceptual-thinking boots on and stepping into some content.

Here’s the awesome, awesome question and it comes from Ankesh Kothari over at NonToxin.com (which, by the way, is a super-interesting site).

I think your goal of helping people relate to themselves better and become their own best friends is awesome.

Could I ask you a question?  What do you do if someone tries to be too inquisitive about themselves and their personalities and what makes them tick?

As one of my heroes – Roy H. Williams – says: “Introspection, like every other medicine, is beneficial in small doses. Consumed in quantity, it is a deadly poison.”  How do you help people find their own limits and pace of growth?

Or is that never a problem with your methods?

The question behind the question.

Basically what’s being asked here is: How much introspection is too much?

This is absolutely a valid question. If you’re working on your own process, you’ve probably wondered this too.

And god knows we’ve all met that person who recently started therapy and just will not shut up about her process, her parents and every single thing that anyone has ever said to her…

On the other hand, we want to be especially careful with this kind of question because sometimes the asking itself can trigger crippling doses of guilt, worry and doubt.

You know how it goes, anyone working on his personal process will at a certain point begin to wonder, “Hmm. Am I not in fact being a bit of a self-centered jerk by spending so much time with my stuff? And how do I avoid this?”

So I’m thinking that it’s important we get that part out of the way first: the fear of being a selfish jerk and/or of having other people think you’re a selfish jerk.

Because otherwise, it’s easy to get so caught up in the emotional stuff around the question that we can’t fully engage in the “How much introspection is too much, really?” discussion.

So let’s start with a closer look at the fear (whether your own or someone else’s) that introspection will turn you into a self-centered jerk.

In this context I really want to share a related (frustrating, confusing, annoying) conversation I used to have way too often.

The most annoying conversation ever.

Person I happened to be conversing with: So you’re a yoga person, huh?
Me: That is correct.
PIHTBCW: Dude. Can you stick your leg behind your head right now?
Me: Uh … probably. But that’s not really what I mean by yoga.
PIHTBCW: Huh?
Me: Well, I think of yoga as basically being the science of learning how to like yourself. It’s a conscious, methodical, systematic approach to learning who you are and how you function so you can do things differently.
PIHTBCW: Oh. Don’t you think that’s kind of self-centered and egotistical?
Me: Huh?
PIHTBCW: Why do you care so much about yourself?
Me: Oh, I guess I wasn’t clear. It’s like this: the process of learning about your “stuff” so you can resolve it is the thing that lets you become a kind, compassionate person who can care deeply about others. It’s like, through learning to stop hating on yourself, you find this ability to give love to everyone.
PIHTBCW: Huh?
Me: Yeah, I’m not there yet either. [Muttering under breath: Because I kind of want to kick you in the shins right now.]

Okay, so that was a long time ago (BNVC — before Nonviolent Communication) and I don’t certainly want to kick anyone in the shins at the moment.

But it is important to talk to the misconception that self-work — by virtue of being about the self — is self-centered, narcissistic and/or dangerous.

Ankesh (who, unlike the type of person I was referencing above, is always fun to talk with) is asking something slightly different, but it runs along the same theme. Can you take introspection too far, and — if so — what can happen?

The truth about introspection.

Introspection seems like spending a lot of time with yourself, but the thing is: it’s not about yourself, it’s about the Self. You know? Something bigger.

Think about it like this. Introspection follows a natural process. If you observe the chain, it looks something like this.

Introspection –> insight –> flickering of awareness or understanding –> self-knowledge –> compassion –> big, crazy, amazing stuff like universal knowledge … and love. Love!

That’s the key point about introspection. If you do it consciously and intentionally, it will give you the tools that will naturally turn you into the kind of person who deeply desires — and is capable of — giving to others. And interacting with others with compassion and love.

The type of deep self reflection brought on by intentionally choosing to turn inward will help you become the kind of person who turns outward more easily. It will also help you be a lot more focused, giving and intentional when you shine outward or whatever.

Yes, I said shine. Sorry about that. Rephrase as you like.

The Dalai Lama? Not a selfish jerk. Not a waster of time. Someone who dedicates intentional time and energy to self-awareness and processing.

But aside from the danger of people thinking you’re self-involved or even becoming self-involved, there’s also the danger in introspection of going too deep into the scary and the hard.

How do you know if you’re doing it “too much”?

Of course when we talk about going inward, you want to really go inward and not just spin your wheels.

That’s the difference between truly being introspective as opposed to being that annoying person who can’t stop talking about what he’s doing in therapy or at his um, Introspectionists Anonymous meetings.

And you want to make sure that you’re safe, protected and supported while spending this intentional time inside.

Here are the points I want to make about that, and I hope, Ankesh, that you find this useful in terms of your question (it’s a big conversation and it really deserves more than I could possibly give it in one little post).

1. Balance is key.
Balance is one of the most important concepts in self-work, and balance is intimately related to trust.

You could even say that balance comes by way of trust. You get there through working on your stuff. Keeping an end goal (compassion, unity, understanding, etc) in mind. Trusting that you are not that person.

Balance between spending intentional time going inward and also making sure that you’re not harming yourself in any way (see next two points).

2. Recognize that introspection brings power.
People fear introspection (yours and their own) because of that power. Sometimes they fear you because you’re in it.

Protect yourself. Be careful about the types of people you choose to include in your process of self-work and self-learning.

3. Practice active self-care.
Sometimes in the self-work practice (i.e. working on your “stuff”), you will learn things about yourself that are pretty unpleasant and even kind of depressing.

You will recognize patterns that contain immeasurable sadness. You will uncover old hurts that can be overwhelming. So while you’re spending this time going inward, you want to make sure that you are safe and supported while in the process.

Journal about your discoveries. Find a mentor or a teacher or a coach. Even a trusted friend. Someone should be in it with you.

Ground your practice. You want to work with the body and with themes of stability, safety and support, not just meditation and insight.

In fact, there’s actually an idea in the yoga world that you really don’t want to do meditation before the age of twenty-five because of the potential danger involved in exploring that stuff before your conception of yourself is fully formed.

Whatever, you can agree or disagree, but the point is still: take care of yourself, and make sure you’re getting what you need to help you through the process.

4. Your relationship with yourself is a reflection of your relationship with others.
So the more you work on yourself, the easier it is to improve (and maybe even heal) your interactions with everyone you come into contact with.

Harmony with yourself means harmony with everyone (and everything) around you. Which means all sorts of “good for the world, good for the planet” things. So the right kind of introspection will always lead to better things for all of us.

The truth about introspection.

And if we’re already in theory, I suppose I can quote poetry too. Alexander Pope, baby:

A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.

Self-knowledge is only problematic when it is shallow. When self-reflecting isn’t reflecting the true self (the cool internal state of knowing and being that’s inside of you) but reflecting back stucknesses and judgments.

Spend time only on the surface and you won’t get very far. It’s about being willing to spend some deep, intentional time with yourself.

In other words, building and maintaining an active, intentional, ongoing practice of self-work and self-learning — AND focusing on ways to ground yourself so that you can keep yourself supported in the process.

It definitely doesn’t have to be about getting lost in the hard, the scary, the self-involved, the guilt, or any of the other bits of stuckification that are floating around inside.

It can be about the good stuff like safety and comfort and compassion and learning and love.

From this angle, I’m convinced that introspection — when it’s conscious and supportive — is pretty much always the thing that will give you everything you need to know. And make you a more compassionate person. And a happier person.

So hmm … too much introspection? I don’t actually think that’s possible. But yeah, only if you’re doing it right.

Love the question. Love it. And yay for Ankesh who gave me a seriously fun topic to ponder for my morning walk.

3 ways to annoy the people you want to help: Part Three

I’m still in Vancouver for Michael Port‘s “Beyond Booked Solid” seminar on how to build systems to support a business that is full and thriving.

If you’re wondering how I manage to be attending a seminar all day and writing blog posts, I’m not. Advance publishing, baby.

We’ll be back to talking about patterns and habits and how to change them … very, very soon.

Let’s do this thing!

Okay, this is the third and last in a series of three about how to annoy the people you want to help, which of course you don’t actually want to do. The first was Don’t speak their language and the second was Put them in an awkward, uncomfortable situation.

Again, the person you want to help might be a friend or family member and it might be a client or customer. Or a blog reader. The idea is: whoah, there’s stuff we do that scares them off and gets on their nerves. Even though we actually want to help.

Today we’ll deal with the third way (and you probably don’t want to do this one either!) to annoy the people you want to help:

Ignore their pain. Or — even worse — dismiss it.

Or even worse, gloat.

You want to annoy someone you care about?

Okay.

Tell them the thing they’re struggling with is “easy”.

Imply that they’re incompetent, slow or lazy.

Tell them anyone can do it. See above.

Tell them to get over themselves.

Instead of acknowledging their pain, ignore it. Or worse.

For example?

Let’s say someone you love is dealing with over-eating issues, and you wish they’d stop because you’re concerned for their health, or because you know something is upsetting them, or whatever your reasons are.

It’s not going to be helpful to tell them to just stop.

Or if you imply that they can’t stop because you think that they’re weak and have no self-discipline. That’s really just going to result in them being upset, which means they’re just going to want to eat more.

What you want to be able to do (if you really do want to help) is to recognize that this person you care about is — whether they want to stop or not — dealing with guilt and resentment and frustration and all sorts of other things that really aren’t fun.

And that the only way they’ll ever give any thought to taking care of themselves in the way you wish they would, is if they feel safe and supported.

Adding to their load of guilt and criticism, oddly enough, does not help them feel more safe and supported.

And yet … almost everybody does it. And it’s usually not out of cruelty or wanting to be a “meany-poop” (to borrow a word from one of the awesome participants in the “non-icky self-promotion” course).

It’s just through not paying attention. Through pushing a little too hard. Through wanting to help without stopping to notice what kind of help this person you care about so deeply actually needs.

Happens in the business world too …

A certain biggifier has an email noozletter that I used to subscribe to mostly just to gather content for my “what not to do” folder ….

And part of her schtick is that each week she shares a bit about her life. A cute picture of her kid. A mention of something that’s going on in her ultra-fabulous business. And so on.

Except that she’s marketing primarily to struggling business owners.

Struggling! Busy work-at-home moms. People who are saving money at their “real” jobs to launch something new from the basement. Or whatever, you’re running a semi-successful business but a lot of the time it’s really just you sitting on the bed with a laptop.

So every time she’d say something that was meant to be “Hi, I’m communicating in an authentic voice because I read in a book that this is smart marketing“, it would come across as smug and self-satisfied.

And every time she’d do this, you knew that at least half the people on her noozletter list were totally wanting to smack her silly.

Like how fun it is only working a couple hours a day. Or how she’d just spent that morning having a tea party for her kid, since her business runs itself. Or how her husband just surprised her with another yacht for her birthday.

I’m not even making this stuff up, unfortunately. I’d love to come up with something that’s just an insane exaggeration but this is exactly the sort of thing she writes about.

My personal favorite was the time she complained about how hard it is being pregnant and not being able to fit into her size 2 pants anymore.

Sigh! I know! It’s so *hard* being wealthy and skinny and having all the time in the world.

Man, I’d lose my entire audience if I pulled something like that. Except that I wouldn’t, because I kind of want my right people to feel safe and secure, not like they want to kill me.

Sure, some of them probably do anyway because I’m doing what I love. But that’s why I take pains to let people know that no, my life isn’t perfect. And that yes, I’m still deeply engaged in my own process.

And that ow, my stuff comes up and things hurt sometimes and I screw up and I have issues of my own.

Turning it around.

Okay, so you want people to listen and pay attention. Me too.

The easiest way (it’s not actually easy, just being relative here) to get to that point is to listen and pay attention to them.

Figure out which part is your stuff and which part is their stuff.

Notice their fears (but without judging them for having them).

Recognize that they’re in pain (but without judging them for being there).

Pay attention to how your stuff comes up when you pay attention to their stuff (but without judging yourself for having stuff).

That’s it for our “things to think about while I’m getting an ass-kicking in Vancouver” series. Good luck with helping the people you want to help … and with everything else you’re working on. Talk soon!

The Fluent Self