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dancing_crowTo what extent can we change ourselves?
It is pretty well acknowledged that you can't change someone else, but how successful are we at changing ourselves? If I manage to make something every day for a year, but can't organize myself to make something a week for this year, did I really effect anything by producing 300 fabric postcards? Or am I still me, going through a different set of motions.
There are people who talk about hacking themselves, like they are some kind of operating system with rules that can be understood and modifyied. I feel uniquely solid at the moment, in a bad way. Opaque. Thrashing. I can feel old habits persisting, old ways of thinking still there.... I wasn't a miserable kid, or a truly miserable teenager, so it could bother me more than it does, but I do wish I felt wiser, and stronger, and mroe like I was going somewhere rather than spinning through the weeks and years and doing nothing much.
It is pretty well acknowledged that you can't change someone else, but how successful are we at changing ourselves? If I manage to make something every day for a year, but can't organize myself to make something a week for this year, did I really effect anything by producing 300 fabric postcards? Or am I still me, going through a different set of motions.
There are people who talk about hacking themselves, like they are some kind of operating system with rules that can be understood and modifyied. I feel uniquely solid at the moment, in a bad way. Opaque. Thrashing. I can feel old habits persisting, old ways of thinking still there.... I wasn't a miserable kid, or a truly miserable teenager, so it could bother me more than it does, but I do wish I felt wiser, and stronger, and mroe like I was going somewhere rather than spinning through the weeks and years and doing nothing much.