earthie

passionate curiosity

earthie — Tue, 19 Apr 2011 02:02:07 +0000

Excerpts from “Distilling the Wisdom of C.E.O.’s” by ADAM BRYANT

They share stories about failures and doubts and mistakes. They ask big-picture questions. They wonder why things work the way they do and whether those things can be improved upon. They want to know people’s stories, and what they do.

It’s this relentless questioning that leads entrepreneurs to spot new opportunities and helps managers understand the people who work for them, and how to get them to work together effectively. It is no coincidence that more than one executive uttered the same phrase when describing what, ultimately, is the C.E.O.’s job: “I am a student of human nature.”

Revisiting Mistakes

earthie — Mon, 28 Feb 2011 06:55:58 +0000

I (try to) live my life without any regrets, letting mistakes be bygones. I, of course, always note the lesson from each mistake. Perhaps this ritual is am important ingredient in living a life with no regrets. You come to peace with whatever hump you drove over. But lately, I’ve been feeling that revisiting that mistake is a crucial part of checking my progress. I realized this when I found myself at the brink of hitting another hump. Without trying to be too vague …

There are some things in life that gradually and quietly become a part of who you are today – in your behaviors, quirks, likes and dislikes. But of those behaviors, there are those that are faulty and become all too much of a vice. It’s subtle, it’s in your sub-conscious. Make sure you have an eye for recognizing it when it resurfaces.. otherwise you’ll find yourself standing at the brink, about to fall in.

when words take on meaning

earthie — Wed, 09 Feb 2011 19:21:23 +0000

Something’s Missing
John Mayer

I’m not alone, I wish I was.
Cause then I’d know, I was down because
I couldn’t find, a friend around
To love me like, they do right now.
They do right now.

I’m dizzy from the shopping malls
I searched for joy, but I bought it all
It doesn’t help the hunger pains
and a thirst I’d have to drown first to ever satiate

Something’s missing
And I don’t know how to fix it
something’s missing
And I don’t know what it is
At all

When autumn comes, it doesnt ask.
It just walks in, where it left you last.
And you never know, when it starts
Until there’s fog inside the glass around your summer heart:

Something’s missing
And I don’t know how to fix it
something’s missing
And I don’t know what it is
At all

I can’t be sure that this state of mind, is not of my own design
I wish there was an over the counter test, for loneliness.
For loneliness like this.

Something’s missing
And I don’t know how to fix it
Something’s missing
And I don’t know what it is
No I don’t know what it is
Something’s different
And i don’t know what it is
No I don’t know what it is

Friends -check- Money -check-
A well slept -check- Opposite sex -check- Guitar -check- Microphone -check- Messages waiting for me, when i come home
-check-

How come everything I think I need, always comes with batteries
What do you think it means

흔들리며 피는 꽃

earthie — Sat, 25 Dec 2010 08:14:28 +0000

흔들리지 않고 피는 꽃이 어디 있으랴
이 세상 그 어떤 아름다운 꽃들도
다 흔들리면서 피었나니
흔들리면서 줄기를 곧게 세웠나니
흔들리지 않고 가는 사랑이 어디 있으랴

젖지 않고 피는 꽃이 어디 있으랴
이 세상 그 어떤 빛나는 꽃들도
다 젖으며 젖으며 피었나니
바람과 비에 젖으며
꽃잎 따뜻하게 피웠나니
젖지 않고 가는 삶이 어디 있으랴

- 도종환

1440

earthie — Thu, 21 Oct 2010 05:50:19 +0000

in my ears today.

perception

earthie — Wed, 20 Oct 2010 18:23:01 +0000

The perception of time trips me up ever so often. Sometimes old heartaches come back with a sting of fresh wounds, all the while my morning seems like a month ago, and the present seems like an after thought.

I’m in the present with my mind warped in a time machine.

Decisions

earthie — Sun, 05 Sep 2010 21:08:24 +0000

If life is a series of decisions, I think I’ve made some good decisions in my life.

shanti

earthie — Thu, 19 Aug 2010 02:08:12 +0000

asatoma sadgamaya

tamasoma jyothirgamaya

mrithyorma amrutangamaya

om shanti, shanti, shanti

anyone anywhere

earthie — Wed, 18 Aug 2010 05:00:13 +0000

I want to be included in someone’s prayer, especially when things seem beyond control and logic, extending towards the disenchanting random.

I’m sorry

earthie — Tue, 10 Aug 2010 20:35:47 +0000

I stopped by the neighborhood’s hole-in-the-wall produce store to pick up some fruits and vegetables. Ahead of me was an older woman in her mid-60′s. Her aura was as frantic as her grey-silver hair. As she was bending over, looking under shelves, behind counters, I quickly gathered that she had lost her wallet. The last place she took it out was at this exact store, she seemed to be telling the entire store.

Then she faded into the background as I checked off my mental list of smoothie ingredients I had in mind. As I stood at the check-out line, I noticed her sunken shoulders walk out of the store as three of the Mexican employees walked back to the back room after unsuccessfully helping her find the wallet.

I picked up my groceries and walked out of the store, happy with my purchase. As I turned the corner, I walked straight into the frantic aura and couldn’t help but stop. All of her bags were sprawled atop a table on the street. Her hands were shaking and she was murmuring to herself.

“I’m sorry it happened to you.” She looked up at me, “Oh thank you, I never lose anything.” I looked her in the eyes, “I’m sorry,” and I gave her the one real smile I had in me today.