To trespass is to enter the owner's land, property (or mind) without permission.
Imagine, the ridiculousness -- and even nastiness -- of letting your mouth
hang wide open, and allowing anyone to put anything in it.
How much more gross is it to leave your mind hanging so carelessly wide open
that anyone (manipulator, marketer, madman) could put anything there?
It happens all the time.
I've gotten much more aware of this subtle interaction... how my proximity with you/the world
can allow a fair amount of you/the world into me. And vice versa.
And because my mind's ambiance is of the utmost importance to me,
I do understand that I must guard it with the same fierce discretion
with which I guard my own womb -- my own mouth.
Access is earned. Bums are ejected. Muses, teachers, true-friends and sparks are embraced.
The question "How are you?" is PROFOUND.
But it has been watered-down to a synonym for "Hello."
Forced or fake auto-responses of obligated okay-ness are expected.
(And if you are going through something tragic, it really doesn't matter! Every social encounter OPENS with this well-established Ritual of Insincerity.)
The question "How are you?" prompts an answer that begins with "I AM _____________."
This means many times each day, you are invited to SPEAK THE MOST POWERFUL STATEMENT that can be spoken of yourself.
And the socially-expected thing to do, is be QUICK + SLICK with your answer.
For a change... TAKE YOUR TIME, and tell your truth. ✍🏾