Path To Serenity

Chase after money and security

and your heart will never unclench.

Care about people’s approval

and you will be their prisoner.

Do your work, then step back.

The only path to serenity.

Kasser, T., & Ryan, R. M. (1993). A dark side of the American dream: Correlates of financial success as a central life aspiration. Journal of Personality and Social Psychology, 65(2), 410–422.
Kasser, T., & Ryan, R. M. (1996). Further Examining the American Dream: Differential Correlates of Intrinsic and Extrinsic Goals. Personality and Social Psychology Bulletin, 22(3), 280–87.


How to Hide the Top and Bottom Panels in Debian Wheezy with Gnome

I’ve searched months for this and have found it by mistake while thinkering something else in Configuration Editor.

1. Open Configuration Editor (assuming you have it installed already)

2. Expand the ‘org’ group

3. Expand ‘gnome’

4. Expand ‘gnome-panel’

5. Expand ‘layout’

6. Expand ‘toplevels’

7. click on ‘bottom-panel’ and an options window should appear on your right. Check the ‘auto-hide’ box and you should see the bottom panel retracting immediately.

8. click on ‘top-panel’ and an options window should appear on your right. Check the ‘auto-hide’ box and you should see the top panel retracting immediately.

That’s it!

Note To Self: Be Specific In Contracts

This is to me & all that at one point felt more specific contractual terms would have saved a lot of headaches:

  • Always state Who does What until When
  • Always in writing
  • Always repeat and send confirmation emails
  • Aways have written minutes
  • Over-communicate instead of under-communicate. Being in between the two is often ineffective
  • Use a RASCI chart

… what else?

A farmer had only one horse… fable

As I’m waiting for the end of the month to see what will happen with my staying/ leaving in Poland, I can only think that the best is yet to come and what will happen will happen for a reason. The fable I found on Derek Sivers‘ blog translates into words my current state of mind. Enjoy!

A farmer had only one horse. One day, his horse ran away.

All the neighbors came by saying, “I’m so sorry. This is such bad news. You must be so upset.” The man just said, “We’ll see.”

A few days later, his horse came back with twenty wild horses. The man and his son corraled all 21 horses.

All the neighbors came by saying, “Congratulations! This is such good news. You must be so happy!” The man just said, “We’ll see.” Continue reading

My Wage by Jessie Belle Rittenhouse

I found this poem while reading Think And Grow Rich. This book is powerful, the poem is startling…

My Wage


“I bargained with Life for a penny,

And Life would pay no more,

However I begged at evening

When I counted my scanty store.


For Life is a just employer,

He gives you what you ask,

But once you have set the wages,

Why, you must bear the task.


I worked for a menial’s hire,

Only to learn, dismayed,

That any wage I had asked of Life,

Life would have willingly paid.”


-Jessie B. Rittenhouse

The wisdom of Abbé Faria

This is by far one of the best chapters of The Count of Monter-Cristo. Read Chapter 17. The Abbe’s Chamber. or, the French version, La chambre de l’abbé.

Here’s a quote from the chapter:

“What are you thinking of?” asked the abbe smilingly, imputing the deep abstraction in which his visitor was plunged to the excess of his awe and wonder.

“I was reflecting, in the first place,” replied Dantes, “upon the enormous degree of intelligence and ability you must have employed to reach the high perfection to which you have attained. What would you not have accomplished if you had been free?”

“Possibly nothing at all; Continue reading

A coaching session with Abbé Faria – English version

This passage is too good, so here is the English version of Abbé Faria coaching Edmond Dantès.

“Come,” said the abbe, closing his hiding-place, and pushing the bed back to its original situation, “let me hear your story.”

Dantes obeyed, and commenced what he called his history, but which consisted only of the account of a voyage to India, and two or three voyages to the Levant until he arrived at the recital of his last cruise, with the death of Captain Leclere, and the receipt of a packet to be delivered by himself to the grand marshal; his interview with that personage, and his receiving, in place of the packet brought, a letter addressed to a Monsieur Noirtier—his arrival at Marseilles, and interview with his father—his affection for Mercedes, and their nuptual feast—his arrest and subsequent examination, his temporary detention at the Palais de Justice, and his final imprisonment in the Chateau d’If. From this point everything was a blank to Dantes—he knew nothing more, not even the length of time he had been imprisoned. His recital finished, the abbe reflected long and earnestly. Continue reading