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Gardens are a mechanism by which we make life bearable. They protect us from the frenzy and tumult unleashed by history. They counter annihilating and anarchic forces. Gardens have been with us – or we have been with gardens – forever. Some say they emerged after agriculture. But if gardens are to agriculture what poetry is to prose, who knows, gar
... See moreRobert Pogue Harrison • Gardens: An Essay on the Human Condition
When you chase perfection, when you make perfection the ultimate goal, do you know what you’re doing? You’re chasing something that doesn’t exist. You’re making everyone around you miserable.
You’re making yourself miserable. Perfection? There’s about five times a year you wake up perfect, when you can’t lose to anybody, but it’s not those five t
... See moreAndre Agassi • Open: An Autobiography
There are so many more people we haven’t met yet, ideas we’ve never imagined, philosophical framings that we have yet to stumble upon. Part of our lifework is to find them. Not only through carefully planned research projects, but also by way of random discoveries—those moments we didn’t see coming, and didn’t know we were looking for.
Wonder
the real struggle of perfectionism isn’t the impossibility of perfection — it’s the constant feeling of failure.
I’ve long lived as if there’s a silent critic in the corner, watching and grading me. Is my kitchen clean? Do my pants fit? Did I complete everything on my to-do list? Did I journal, meditate, exercise? Did I try hard enough? Did I make ... See more
I’ve long lived as if there’s a silent critic in the corner, watching and grading me. Is my kitchen clean? Do my pants fit? Did I complete everything on my to-do list? Did I journal, meditate, exercise? Did I try hard enough? Did I make ... See more
Sometimes you’ll miss (keep showing up anyway)
Gardening is not outcome-oriented. A successful harvest is not the end of a gardener's existence, but only a phase of it. As any gardener knows, the vitality of a garden does not end with a harvest. It simply takes another form. Gardens do not "die" in the winter but quietly prepare for another season