My journey's been quite a long one, and I've investigated different modalities, and even some energy healingthe past. I wanted to find all of the aspects of psychic training meditation. What brought me here was a disconnectmind, body, soul and spirit. I want to expand my knowledge and
get into the reiki healing and energy healing. It's been, it's been magical. It feels like it's just been a real adventure. Every time I feel great. You'll feel like a comfortable, and amazing, and things changed every time.
So like every week is different. It's really harmonious, you know, It's a really lovely, boutique atmosphere. It's the most intense meditation course I've ever done. Finally, I'm at the place I supposed to be, and I have that strong, strong feeling, I can be myself, and no one's limiting me. No one is telling me what to do and how to do it.
And it's great. I love it. So the process of finding my truth really has been around that, the meditation, and, time for selfreflection, as well, and also working with the people that are coming on this journey with me. One of the big things that I've noticed are
how wellsuited my group was, how we contributed to each other's journey, so really it was quite a holistic sort of developmentthat way. Feeling like I've got people around me who are similar, and because I've been quite lonely before, I've felt like I'm different and crazy.
Now it feels better. I think the main thing that it's helped me with emotionally is actually dealing with the emotion as it happens, as opposed to having an emotional reaction to something can sitting on it, or allowing that to be stored physicallymy body,
The art of asking Amanda Palmer
Translator: Joseph GeniReviewer: Morton Bast (Breathes in) (Breathes out) So, I didn't always makemy living from music. For about the five years after graduating from an upstandingliberal arts university, this was my day job. (Laughter)
I was a selfemployed livingstatue called the EightFoot Bride, and I love telling peopleI did this for a job, because everybody always wants to know, who are these freaksreal life. (Laughter) Hello. I painted myself whiteone day, stood on a box, put a hat or a can at my feet,
and when someone came byand oppedmoney, I handed them a flower and some intense eye contact. And if they didn't take the flower, I threwa gestureof sadness and longing as they walked away. (Laughter) So I had the most profoundencounters with people,
especially lonely people who looked like they hadn't talkedto anyoneweeks, and we would get this beautiful momentof prolonged eye contact being alloweda city street, and we would sort of fallin love a little bit. And my eyes would say quot;Thank you. I see you.quot;
And their eyes would say quot;Nobody ever sees me. Thank you.quot; I would get harassed sometimes. People would yell at me from their cars. quot;Get a job!quot; (Laughing) And I'd be, like, quot;This is my job.quot;
But it hurt, because it made me fear that I was somehow doingsomething unjoblike and unfair, shameful. I had no idea how perfecta real eduion I was getting for the music business on this box. And for the economists out there, you may be interested to know I actuallymade a pretty predictable income, which was shocking to me,given I had no regular customers,
What really matters at the end of life BJ Miller
Well, we all need a reason to wake up. For me, it just took 11,000 volts. I know you're too polite to ask, so I will tell you. One night, sophomore year of college, just back from Thanksgiving holiday, a few of my friends and Iwere horsing around, and we decided to climb atopa parked commuter train.
It was just sitting there,with the wires that run overhead. Somehow, that seemedlike a great idea at the time. We'd certainly done stupider things. I scurried up the ladder on the back, and when I stood up, the electrical current entered my arm, blew down and out my feet,and that was that. Would you believe that watch still worksé
Takes a licking! (Laughter) My father wears it nowsolidarity. That night began my formal relationshipwith death my death and it also beganmy long run as a patient. It's a good word. It means one who suffers. So I guess we're all patients.
Now, the American health care system has more than its fair shareof dysfunction to match its brilliance, to be sure. I'm a physician now,a hospice and palliative medicine doc, so I've seen care from both sides. And believe me: almost everyonewho goes into healthcare really means well I mean, truly. But we who workitare also unwitting agents
for a system that too oftendoes not serve. Whyé Well, there's actually a pretty easyanswer to that question, and it explains a lot: because healthcare was designedwith diseases, not people, at its center. Which is to say, of course,it was badly designed. And nowhere are the effectsof bad design more heartbreaking or the opportunityfor good design more compelling
than at the end of life, where things are so distilledand concentrated. There are no doovers. My purpose today isto reach out across disciplines and invite design thinkinginto this big conversation. That is, to bring intention and creativity to the experience of dying. We have a monumentalopportunityfront of us,