Tweets

It's lovely outside. I drove home with the windows down. Now I'm watching the sun set through my kitchen window, which is cracked to enjoy the fresh air and the birdsong. There is something so fresh and real about this simple experience.

My RSS feeds are already eating me alive, and I haven't even had them set up for a week. Having chosen to engage more actively, stay on top of various blogs and other emerging sources of information/exchange regarding design thinking and related concepts (and I seem to be relating everything these days), I am indeed already overwhelmed by the quantity of information and discussion out here on the internet. I had previously avoided maladies like an addiction to facebook, but having a more compelling reason to engage with with the digital, socially networked world seems to have pulled me into the vortex.

It's interested to come up for breath for a moment, look around and realize how compelling this physical world in front of me is. I'm lost online and in my head because I'm excited about engaging with the world, but I must remember that's why I'm there in the first place. I do have a lot of catching up to do, much to read and write and think about. But there's no point in any of it if it's not grounded in the direct experience of life. I look forward to finding a healthy balance in these things.

So, to my nonexistent readers, feel free to follow me on my new twitter page @dianaluepke - I do my best to tweet worthwhile things (links I find truly worth sharing, etc.), only about once a day. But I can't pretend to even begin to be as compelling as the tweeting coming from outside my window. (Oh, I know, it's a horrible and horribly obvious pun/trope, but I had to do it. I like bad puns, and I'm usually not quick enough to even notice the obvious ones, so I'm usually stuck laughing at those delivered by other people.)

This is pretty great.

Being sick is no fun. The worst part of it the past few days has been difficulty getting good sleep. It's almost as though I'm not truly sick until I happen to be in a horizontal position. And then my body remembers, oh yeah, I'm sick, none of this sleeping business.

But even now, faced with the prospect of an early morning tomorrow, tired, and yet unable to sleep... I'm very clear on the fact that in certain fundamental ways, I am the happiest I've ever been.

Some things have settled. I feel ever more confident in my ability to navigate the natural ups and down of my life and my own thoughts and emotions. Some things are just... quieter.

And some things have woken up. I have entered a period of voracious curiosity, where there simply is not enough time in the day to read all of the news articles, blog posts, and nonfiction books on my ever-expanding list, not enough time to capture all the thoughts and questions and comments flowering out in response to what I come in contact with. I'm more connected to the world. For the first time in my life, I'm consistently on top of current events, I have some sense of awareness of my place in the larger world and within history. And part of that awareness is a new intensity of focus on how I want to contribute, what particular areas I'm curious about truly understanding.

I used to avoid dealing with politics and other worldly topics in part because I got frustrated with the ways in which everyone seemed to oversimplify these topics. There didn't even seem to be a basic mode of discussing politics that got at the heart of things, that sought real solutions that embraced all the complex pieces instead of just oversimplifying and pointing fingers. I felt like it would take more energy than I had to even be truly educated on one topic, so in some sense, why bother. But I also knew this would change, I also felt that I was trying to get my own house in order and that one day I would be more responsible in connecting with the world around me.

So perhaps that day has come? And it makes sense. In many ways, my own house IS in order in ways it hasn't been in the past. There are certain sorts of stability, confidence, and clarity that were not always there.

But I also think it is a matter of external circumstance. My discovery of design thinking really blew me away in terms of realizing there are others out there wanting to engage in the sort of way I have always longed for. There are other people actively advocating that we deal with complexity and real human needs in the business world. And in finding what amounts to a sort of community, I suddenly realize how lonely I must have felt all this time.

This just now occurred to me as I'm writing. And it seems right. In a way, I have always been rather lonely on an intellectual level. It can't have been so bad if I did not identify it as such at the time. But looking back now, it seems rather as though I was able to get excited about pieces of things along the way, but felt on some level like they didn't truly belong to a larger puzzle. All of the things I have cared about on a professional or outward goals sort of level are things that still matter to me, but now I see them as smaller aspects of this larger picture, and I see that there are others who are working to engage with that entire picture. In fact, I see that sort of thinking infiltrating the business world at large. And with that reassurance I suddenly seem to have the confidence to forge ahead and make my own connections too.

Convergence

I just got back from a dinner with Acharya Richard John at the Shambhala Center. More than anything, it was like a little peak into the much larger world that is the shambhala community, all of the levels of training and seminary and retreat and ways to be involved, the "secular" shambhala path and the buddhist stuff, the international structure of the organization, etc. etc. And I just think, wow, there are people out there patiently and diligently laying the foundation for an enlightened society.

The Acharya referred to a process of "prototyping" an enlightened society, and it reminded me so much of the discussion of prototyping in design thinking.

I feel at peace. I have discovered communities of people who are working to create something of great meaning and effectiveness in the world, in a way that fits for me. The movement of design thinking, and the shambhala community - they seem to complement each other so extremely well, one constantly reminding me of the other. It's like one started from the religious/spiritual practice and brought it outward with a strong focus on action in the world... and the other started with principles we already have about organizations and acting in the world, and newly infused it with those sorts of deeper meaning. Coming from seemingly very different places, they are converging on the same wisdom.