When was the last time you bought lemonade from a lemonade stand?
At the beach while helping a customer
rent a sailboat, I was told that I am a pleasure. The way I see it,
pleasure, or the enjoyment of something for no reason other than joy, can be passed
from person to person. Like a wave, the pleasure that I brought to
that customer-- not for my own agenda, just naturally-- will perpetuate
his own pleasure, and that in turn will
bring pleasure to those he interacts with. With my irrepressible smile, I saw that I successfully
transferred happiness, enjoyment, from my very being onto others.
That's why buying lemonade from a lemonade stand is so important.
“Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.”
~Iris Smyles, Iris Has Free Time
Ever since my trip to Electric Forest I’ve been having these little moments of internal laughter when someone is clearly trying to do something as smoothly as possible— mundane things, like getting their wallet out or trying to push a door open with their hand before their face or simply speaking—but nervously fumbles, or stutters, in such a way that reveals to you their chaotic inner experience. It reminds you that they, too, are imperfect, and likely have no complete idea of what they’re doing, and that mastery is a matter of poise.
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