“It takes the form of an ancient quest: the hero journeys to a far-off place, gains something valuable, and returns.”*
‘What makes us human, and what makes each of us his or her own human is not simply the genes that we have buried in our base pairs, but how our cells, in dialogue with our environment, feed back to our DNA, changing the way we read ourselves. Life is a dialectic. … Our human DNA is defined by its multiplicity of possible meanings; it is a code that requires context.’**
‘As you make progress toward a small goal, the bigger vision expands.’^
I can’t help it, it’s just the way I am.
I can’t do that, it’ll never work.
These are stories we tell ourselves. They are not the way things are. What we have discovered about our lives is that they’re like books that we read and interpret in the way we choose to.
We find our own meaning: ‘Every day each on of us is given the gift of new neurons and cortical cells; only we can decide what our brains will become.’**
Of course this provides us with a problem.
Life often proves to be more complex than we want, leaving us with complicated decisions – we really want comfortable uncomplications. This is made worse by the fact that we don’t have to take a running leap into the unknown, we only have to take a small step in the direction of something that we’re curious about, something that begins to open before us that we feel able to accomplish.
‘In the end, all the clichés hold true. If you can’t change the world, at least you can change yourself.’^