On level one, you just want to cry and grieve and do something (anything) to help.
On level two, you have to deliver work for a client.
On level one, you want to let them know you care, that we are connected, that their tragedy is in our hearts and minds.
On level two, you have to make dinner.
What happened in Paris, and what is in the news every day, challenges us to live two lives. In one, we go about our days, having meetings, pitching work, seeing friends, making plans, complaining about resolvable problems.
And that’s normal, right? That’s life. You have to run your business, feed your family, listen to a friend complain about traffic.
I find it really challenging to do all this, while I feel all that.
You can’t be all business. But you can’t be all heart, either. The only, only take-away for any of us can be that these events have a grounding, sobering affect. Stupid sh&t just doesn’t matter. But a lot of other things just really do. I hope somehow goodness can prevail.