Mind Meld 107 | The Elixir of Experience with Cory Allen
Though I have love for all of the thought-babies that Cory Allen and I have conceived over the years, for whatever reason, some stain their respective neuronal diapers more deeply than others (I thought long and hard about keeping that line in, I’m overjoyed that I did).
But this mind meld’s overriding psychic aroma, if you ask me, smells like some pretty inspirational shit.* In particular, this conversation is soaked in this sentiment –
If it’s fulfillment you’re after, you must dare. You must summon the courage to traverse a path on which an existential ambush could lie ahead.
I obliquely ramble about this courageous, motivational sort of thing a lot on the show, so I’ll get more specific.
You must dare to ask yourself big questions.
You must dare to be a failure.
You must dare to seek new experiences.
You must dare to leave your comfort zone.
You must dare to push your limits.
You must dare to create.
Why must you do all of the above? Because the minimum sum of those gambits is meaning. The satisfaction of knowing that you did all you could. What’s the maximum sum, you ask? Greatness; a fully-expressed and self-actualized version of yourself.
That’s worth daring for.
Musings in this mind meld
Experience if often the elixir to what plagues you
Why comparison is the death of art (don’t think too much about how other people will judge your creations)
The hermit and the madman are thinly separated
If your idea doesn’t scare you it’s not really new
The more routine-based you are, the more vulnerable you are to other people’s ideas
Spewing negativity hurts you more than it hurts others
Get the polar bear out of the desert!
Help assholes express their creation glands before they get infected
How lack of experience leads to people resenting their own perception
Solving suffering through creativity
“We are expanding and contracting nodes of being meant to breathe out creation”
Creative wandering can be detrimental, have the balls to make a choice
*I didn’t particularly intend for “shit” to continue the previous diaper-based humor, but I’m glad it worked out.