I work best from a place of zero ego and zero hope. I call this state being “lower than a worm.” A feeling that nothing will ever come of what I’m working on is crucial. A feeling of my smallness in relation to the world. I gotta be below the dirt. I am nothing and nobody. That frees me up. Who cares what a worm thinks, you know?
Resisted grief feels panicked and desperate - like you absolutely *must* find a way to stay moving to escape an unwanted reality.
Accepted grief feels somber but true - like you might not like where you're standing, but your feet are on the ground. And that ground is a resource.
One issue with corporate comms is there’s too much “how to build a boat” and not enough “why you should should yearn for the vast and endless sea”
Agency itself is not necessarily a good thing. It becomes a good thing as a toolkit, developed by people who are also high in conscientiousness, who want good things for the world, and who might otherwise be constrained by narrow perspectives on what counts as socially acceptable action.