If you read my other blog, you know that I'm at TED right now. There's been a ton of great learning here .. heady, intellectual stuff. It bends my brain in incredible ways and takes months to digest.
But here's my real learning.
Every year at TED, my heart breaks.
No, nothing to do with Roro. She's fine; we're fine.
But at TED, there is so much passion. And so much *will*. And so much intention. My heart cannot help but rise to the surface and break. I am awed by the authenticity of compassion and hope. Individuals who are doing world-transforming work ... persons who will shape the outcome of human history.
I am humbled by their works and am in quiet awe of their spirit.
Every day my emotions soar and plummet a dozen times over.
I'm a marketer. I do good work. I believe in what I do and I believe that the technology that underpins my work is transformative. That it has the potential to radically change our world. And I am happy, as much as I can, to help anyone learn to take advantage of that transformative power. But I have no illusions. I'm not saving lives.
Oh, I have a part to play in all this, and I will play it to my utmost and its fullest. And I am prouder that I can say to be a part of this community.
But every year, my heart breaks ... there is so much hope. But there is so much to be done. And every presentation at TED throws those two sides of the same coin into sharp relief.
Every year, my heart breaks. And then heals .. in the hope of being broken again.
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