Before I say anything about this rice bowl/salad, I want to confess.
Hi, my name is Shelly and I am addicted to TED talks.
It started after I turned forty a few months ago. I didn’t mind turning forty, not at all, but my mind did. It started to feel foggy and confused. It asked a lot of questions and was worried about the future, more than usual.
To deal with the overwhelming thoughts and doubts, every evening I turn on the Roku and watch people talk about their powerful inventions, journeys, research & discoveries; about the universities and schools that they founded; about the art projects around the world that made a difference; about education revolutions, and more.
After I watch five talks (and sometimes more), I feel high, and extremely motivated. I think to myself, “You can change the world, too!” But then, at night, in bed, I ask myself, “But how? How exactly are you going to change the world?” Then I fall asleep with a burden in my throat.
I think I’ve watched every single talk about education and creativity. They’re my favorite. When I hear a good talk, or if I am impressed by a speaker, I applaud the TV in envy and say things like “Well done, girl!” or “Bless you, mister!”
When I told a friend of mine about my obsession with TED and my desire to be one of those people that make a difference, she said something very sweet and comforting. She said: “Your food makes a difference. Look at me. Since I met you, I eat so much better.” She also reminded me that I do make a difference in the lives of my children and husband. I felt better.
For now, I quit watching them. I decided that I don’t need more motivation. I need to do. (I still hear them sometimes on KCRW when I’m driving.)
By the way, one of my favorites talks is by Geena, a courageous model from the Philippines, whose story is beautiful and inspiring. (I’m not telling you about her story; I don’t want to spoil it for you.) Continue Reading…