Before we could write books or draw maps, we told stories to guide our children.
One of the oldest stories is about the Troll who lives under the bridge.
The story is about how whenever we try to cross to better pastures or make a change in our lives — when we attempt to bridge the gap between ourselves and our future self — we will bump into a Troll.
The Troll will psyche us out in whatever way they can: telling us we’re too small or weak or stupid and we’ll get eaten alive. Or that the grass isn’t greener. Or to try tomorrow when the Troll isn’t there (it’s a lie).
The Troll that blocks the path to our dreams is the same nasty, hairy ape that lives in us all: the one that’s scared of change and worries about food all the time.
The only way to get past the Troll — to reach our dreams — is to stamp our hooves on the ground, lower our head, and charge straight through that fucker.
You can tell a lot about a person by how often they ask, “Why?”
Kids do it naturally; older people less so.
If you want to find out a lot about someone, ask them “Why?” a few times. You never really get to the juicy bits until you ask six or seven times.
School and work teach us that there’s only one right answer — even though that’s rubbish — and so most people stop being so curious as they grow.
Einstein said, “I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious.” People found him interesting because he was interested.
There is limitless depth and complexity to our world, and it’s constantly changing. And there is no ‘knowing’ why, not really. Ask any quantum physicist.
The fun part — and the important part too — is to keep asking Why.
You never know what you might find, but you can bet it’ll be interesting.
You’ve probably heard that scars are sexy.
Some psych students even ran an experiment and found it to be true enough.
Scars are sexy because they’re a sign that we’ve lived. That we’ve tried; we fought for something we care about.
They’re a visible reminder of a mistake.
Shakespeare wrote, “A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good [badge] of honour.”
We don’t just have courage or wisdom. We develop it by taking on challenges, making mistakes, picking up scars, and surviving.
They might hurt at the time, but they usually make a pretty good story later.
And they make you sexier.
So, be proud of your mistakes, whether they left a visible scar or not.
They’re what makes you, you.