Monday, January 4, 2010

Resolutions



1. Diet, but not to lose weight. For there’s a more interesting and enriching reason for eating less. Epicurus, who was known as a hedonist, wasn't like today's hedonists. He didn’t argue that the pursuit of more was the key to happiness. Quite the opposite. He said he was as happy as Zeus when all he had to eat was a glass of water and a barley cake. Enjoying less, not more. Pleasure in small things. That’s the real test for us in a consumer age.

2. Work to live, don’t live to work. Cleanthes, who was a Stoic philosopher and also known as the water-carrier, worked by night so that he could do philosophy by day. He was clear that he would work enough, and only enough, to support his real passion, the thinking and writing. His story is timely, for in a year that will be marked by more job insecurity and credit crises, it will be even easier to work so hard that you miss what you want.

3. Meet a friend face to face, when you might have chatted online. Aristotle is our advisor on this matter. He argued that good friendship – soulmateship – is only possible when friends ‘share salt together’. He meant that they sit down with each other, not just over the occasional meal, but frequently and often. Then, you see each other body and soul. Texting and websites are part of modern friendship, but alone, they are not enough.

4. Start each day by contemplating the worst that can happen. It sounds like a recipe for pessimism. But the odd thing is that it isn’t. In fact, the day will never look better. Zeno, the Stoic, advised this practice. His point was that we spend too much of our time anticipating the worst, when mostly there’s nothing we can do about it. So embrace the worst; it probably won’t happen. And enjoy the day.

5. Take a technology Sabbath. Take a break from the relentless churn of emails, blogs and websites. They flitter in front of your eyes, and it’s too easy to fritter your life away in front of them. So have one day off a week from IT. Read a book, talk to friends, go for a walk instead. Secundus the Silent is our advisor here. He vowed not to speak, realizing that words are typically wasted. And he found it made him wise.

6. Talk to a stranger. There is a source of knowledge and insight all around us, and yet we barely notice it’s there. It’s not Google. It’s the strangers with whom share our world. Socrates realized this, and so started to ask people questions as he walked the streets of Athens – what is friendship, what is happiness, what is love? It was an extraordinary thing to do, and led to nothing less than the invention of philosophy.

7. Go on retreat. To take time out, away from the world, is an old religious practice. The pace of life is slower. It creates time for reflection. It should be easy to do, but actually it’s slightly frightening, for fear of what might emerge. Which is what Onescritus discovered. He went to India, and sat with the sages. He came back a changed man.

8. Write a blog for one week. If there’s one quality that you need not just to live, but to live well, it’s curiosity. With that, you’ll really see the world, and your life, and imagine it in a different light. This is what Sappho could do. Her verse changed the world because she gave women voice. Poetry is hard, so turn your observations into a blog. And see how you see things differently.

9. Do something that will surprise your friends, and you. One day, Diogenes the Cynic observed a mouse running about. He was shocked at how free it was, and how inhibited he was in comparison. Immediately, he took up residence in a barrel. His philosophy was that conventions trap us. So try breaking one or two, he’d say. A real taste of liberty will be yours.

10. Decide what you want at your funeral. We are different from other creatures, perhaps in several ways, but one must be that we often contemplate death. Some philosophers, like Plato, believed that death directly or indirectly shapes our every waking moment, and perhaps those during sleep too. But it can be tamed, by befriending it. To learn how to die, is to learn to live well.
Happy 2010! A new year of possible adventures, potential missteps, laughter and tears, unforced errors and unexpected joys awaits!
(from here)
(Picture from ffffound)

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Let there be Solitude

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.

-- Childe Harold, Canto iv, Verse 178

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Blind as a Bat, Cool as a Cat

New specs, can't wait
(Pictures from: Ms Pandora, Garance Dore, Wendy Beavan's Portfolio, Jak & Jil and last but not least, a picture of the wonderfully neurotic Annie Hall)

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Sisters


Happy Birthday!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

New York New York

New York, the unhappiest state?

At least according to this.

This is where I betray the fact of my non-American citizenship, but to me New York the state and New York the city are intricately linked. Or perhaps it is really more accurate to say that to most of the world at large, New York is New York City. I am not sure how sacrilegious this is to the New Yorkers out there but this is the burden to bear for being one of the dream cities of the world, alongside Paris and London.

As a kid growing up on the other side of the world, New York City was symbolic of a lifestyle to be desired and experienced. I remember my first trip to the Big Apple after college graduation. There we were, 3 scruffy starry-eyed young adults barely out of our teens, who arrived and expected the city to razzle and dazzle us. But every turn we took we were exposed to dust and filth and even worse, crazy tourists in Time Square buying M&M shaped pillows. It was all simultaneously so cheesy and grime that inwardly we all thought we were going to cry while wandering around with a determinedly fixed grin on our faces and the obligatory, "Wow!! Oh how…nice. Let's take a picture".

But New York City grows on you. Lying on the grass in Central Park may seem terribly unoriginal but what a wonderful way to be unoriginal. The museums, the restaurants, the people. And perhaps, more importantly, who can ever forget the city seen through the eyes of one's inexperienced youth; where every revelation was like raising up another set of blinds to reveal the world of possibilities beyond.

Ahh, Trader Joe's!


In the words of Calvino:

" … the city which can not be expunged from the mind is like an armature, a honey-comb in whose cells each of us can place the things he wants to remember…"
This Xmas, thinking of New York City, fondly.

(All black and whites from here, a loving homage to the City)
(Christmas display windows from Bergdorf and Barneys from here)

Knocking on Heaven's Door


Death is just an open door, I have only slipped away into the next room

RIP. Craigie Aitchison

Monday, December 21, 2009

Ho Ho Ho

"At Christmas, which should be a pause, and which should have nothing to do with how much you can spend and eat and drink, there is a little crack in time for meditation and contemplation, to be with friends and to be alone – yes always to be alone, for only in that alone space can we drop down to deepest peace. It is not about being lonely, and it isn’t about being a hermit, but time with yourself is time with past present and future, and Christmas is about all time being present, and perhaps above the surface of our minds, when usually we are sunk in it – time passing but not being noticed as time, only as events in time, but time itself, when felt, is mysterious. It can only be felt alone."

-- Jeanette Winterson, read rest of article here


(Picture from the excellent Dossier)