When someone asks “tell me about yourself”, that's a cue to show your 'I.D.'  Not a document issued by a government agency, filled with personal stats, e.g., birthday, height, hair/eye color, address, etc., but more substantive information that fills you out, delivered by a 'narrative I.D'.  This is a moment, formal or casual in which you have the opportunity to share who you really are:  where you've been, where you're going, and why you’re here; your competencies and motivations; how you've made meaning out of your life; and what value you might bring in this moment.  In short, how your [...]

What's the difference between your CV and your story?  Imagine that your CV is like an X-ray.  It shows the 'bare bones' of the body, but not the flesh, muscle, tissue, and ligaments; in other words, the components that hold and move together as a real person.  You can use Storypathing™ to provide the connections in your life:  it makes you a kind of animated CV.  And when you know and can show the connection between your past, now, and next, you demonstrate intentionality and self-authorship.  An X-ray-like CV is useful as far as it goes, but it can't give [...]

The Beauty of Imperfection In the course of my reading I have recently encountered references to the Japanese art forms "Wabi Sabi" and "Kintsugi".  I had to look both of these up.  What I found was that both of these traditions value what can be described as 'imperfection', 'impermanence', and 'brokenness'; in short, what we might describe as 'wear and tear'.  Wabi Sabi and Kintsugi operate on an aesthetic of 'weathering'. This has wonderful applications to StoryPathing.  'Weathering' is what gives us character.  And thus of course, in delivering our storypaths, we communicate an authentic self, with its 'weathering' [...]

My recent encounter with a government office left me in a state of bewilderment, questioning the very foundation of my identity. It all began when I was instructed to present documentation to prove who I was, and to my astonishment, I discovered that there were two different birthdays associated with my name in the system. For my entire life, I had celebrated one particular date as my birthday, but now there was another, just one day and one month different, recorded in the records. It was a perplexing mistake—a mere reversal of two numbers creating an alternate birthdate. The repercussions of [...]