Returning to Myself
Still, I permitted my rational self to overrule my fear of failure as I recalled the wise advice of Eleanor Roosevelt: “We must do the things we think we cannot do.”
Still, I permitted my rational self to overrule my fear of failure as I recalled the wise advice of Eleanor Roosevelt: “We must do the things we think we cannot do.”
I realized that apologizing was for adults, too, not just children who got in trouble.
The human capacity to notice, reflect, and give language to the continuous cycle of creation and disintegration is unique among Earth creatures.
If we want people to be able to settle into a position of openness to the messages of the Days of Awe, we need to first help them feel safe—physically as well as spiritually.
Suddenly my mind formed a prayer. “May my oneness connect with the oneness of the dolphins.” More flowed forth: “May my echad connect to my son’s joy of speed and jet power.”
Principles are different from rules. Both are critically important to living a good life, but that may be where the similarity ends.
The kippah was never a challenge thrown at the world. It was a door held open.
Just as the most powerful people in ancient Israel needed guardrails, we need to make sure that our AI agents remain ethical and bounded.
But I had gone to the one place that was supposed to have to let me in, and it sent me back to the house I’d run out of.
How many experiences or adventures are we closed to because we say, “I cannot do that?”