Collaboration Foolsletter

Introducing a new feature: the reluctant illustrator!

This whole writing daily / sending messages daily routine?

This grew out of an online workshop I took.

It’s called “The Creatives Workshop” and it’s based on The Practice by Seth Godin.

Or perhaps it’s vice versa.

This hundred day long workshop changed my life in a lot of ways.

This newsletter is one. Another?

I met and have had the opportunity to collaborate with a lot of great people.

(including you, the readers as you too are collaborators, thank you for your time and attention)

One of the people I’ve met is Hanif Janmohamed. He’s an artist and designer based in Vancouver. His work is brilliant and stunning. He let’s his playful side out as The Reluctant Illustrator on Instagram.

He’s going to create some drawings based on my writing. I’ll likely then write something based on what he draws.

So, to start this process off, last week I wrote about codependency and Victorian Melodrama. Hanif replied with this image and caption:

He wrote:

I know that Ferris wheel only too well, it's the horizontal kind you find in playgrounds, the one you jump onto a spinning platform... and then hold on for dear life because you can't figure out how to jump off without taking a tumble. I did a drawing. I'll send it to you.

Here he’s depicted the melodramatic cycle of codependency as a horrible playground toy! It led me to start thinking about cycles and change.

Back where we started

Working with several clients long term, several have lamented that they feel like they are still stuck on on this codependent merry-go-round. What these people don't realize at first was, that they haven’t just jumped off and taken a tumble. They’ve launched.

What they think is back where we’ve started, it’s not a circle. It’s a spiral. In each loop, they are passing familiar places, doing familiar things they had hoped to leave behind. And? The length of time in between has increased dramatically with each passing. It has to. The intensity diminishes too. Over time, the centre of gravity, the weightyness of a problem diminishes.

With the weight gone, it’s easier to laugh. With the weight of intensity and meaning diminished by space and time in between ugly events, we have room to laugh. Laughter is a great way of blowing things up. Have a stuck story? Make it absurd. Laugh. That’s a story you can’t tell yourself the same way ever again. Painful AND ridiculous. It takes a commitment to make room for both. This keeps the spiral widening.

It can feel like the changes we’re making in our life aren’t sticking because we repeat mistakes. We don’t usually make EXACTLY the same mistake twice. It’s important to notice the changes. Things like diminished frequency, decreased intensity of disruptions, quicker recovery from screw up can indicate that some foolish change or another has taken place.


Sometimes when it feels like we’re doing the same thing again, we might be. And? It may be useful to look for what’s new. What’s different this time? How does that change the experience for you? What does that do to the story you’re telling yourself?

I have another bit I’m thinking about writing that deals with rollercoasters and skipping records. It’s in the vein of this last one. Let me know if that’s something you’d like to read more about.

Remarkably Foolish Video of the Week

This is exquisite. Watch it until the end. Her pleasure. Her joy. Her presence. Absolutely infectious.

Remarkably Foolish Playlist

It’s sunny outside.

I have been having fun making playlists.

This week?

I’m basing the playlist on “Do It Again” by The Kinks.

And I’m letting the friendly a.i. at Spotify do the hard work for me.

I’ll be listening to this all weekend, will you?

One Derful Thing

Time machine.

You have a time machine.

It’s there. In your imagination.

Go back in time seventy five years. What kid of bullshit were people dealing with? How much did they know about the nervous system? How did they try to deal with what it means to be alive? How did they deal emotionally with fear, loss, grief? Were they wealthy and experiencing bounty? Or were they struggling with subsistence living?


Go back seventy five more years. Repeat the above.

Go back another hundred and fifty years. Imagine what life was like then.

Three hundred years. Humans have been around for thousands.

The past three hundred? Pretty significant changes happening pretty quickly.

So. It’s just a miracle that they were them. Imagine how short their lives were, how painfully they died.

We have a lot of time on our hands to ignore the fact that one day we all die.

In terms of the length of human history? Each of us who is reading this, likely gets to live a lot longer than those before us. We then have more time to put off thinking about the end of all of this.

So. This could be seen as an exercise is saying ‘Look at you Mr. Whineypants, ya don’t got it so bad. That is not the intent. Instead, we might get a sense of: Hey, look how far humans have come. Or, geeze, no matter what I do, its highly likely things now will seem barbaric and back-asswards to future generations.

So. As one final thing. Imagine the characters of your life. What would they be like three hundred years ago? Who would survive? Who would die from drinking dirty water?