Happiness only real when shared
When we find something that has existential resonance for us, the essential next step is sharing that discovery with another person.
It makes it more real.
Otherwise we’re just living inside our own heads, winking in the dark, playing basketball without a backboard.
I remember the first time I played music in the tunnel under the arch by my house. I came back home a changed man.
And I told everybody.
Because when you finally find the physical conditions that elicit your best work, you want to shout it from the rooftops.
How often are you sharing what really matters to you?