SEMINAR READINGS Table of Contents Seminar Session 1: Page 1 • Oriah Mountain Dreamer, “The Invitation” Checking In • Rainer Maria Rilke, “Widening Circles” Tuesday, July 28 Seminar Session 2: Page 5 • Tony Hoagland, “The Hero’s Journey” • Susan Cain, “When Collaboration Kills Creativity” Collaborative • Edith Hamilton, “Xenophon” Leadership Wednesday, July 29 Seminar Session 3: Page 23 • Walter Isaacson, selections from “The Innovators” Our Collective • Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., “I’ve Been to the Mountaintop” Impact Thursday, July 30 Seminar Session 4: Page 45 • David Brooks, “The Moral Bucket List” Call to Action • W.H. Murray, “Commitment” Friday, July 31 SEMINAR SESSION 1 TUESDAY, JULY 28 “CHECKING IN” PAGE 1 THE INVITATION BY: ORIAH MOUNTAIN DREAMER It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. 5 It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it. 10 I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human. It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own 15 soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, 'Yes.' 20 It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back. 25 It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments. PAGE 2 WIDENING CIRCLES BY: RAINER MARIA RILKE TRANSLATION BY: JOANNA MACY AND ANITA BARROWS I live my life in widening circles that reach out across the world. I may not complete this last one but I give myself to it. 5 I circle around God, around the primordial tower. I've been circling for thousands of years and I still don't know: am I a falcon, a storm, or a great song? Book of Hours, I 2 PAGE 3 SEMINAR SESSION 2 WEDNESDAY, JULY 29 “COLLABORATIVE LEADERSHIP” PAGE 5 THE HERO'STOBER 15, 2012 JOURNEY ISSUE BY: TONY HOAGLAND I remember the first time I looked at the spotless marble floor of a giant hotel lobby and understood that someone had waxed and polished it all night and that someone else had pushed his cart of cleaning supplies 5 down the long air-conditioned corridors of the Steinberg Building across the street and emptied all two hundred and forty-three wastebaskets stopping now and then to scrape up chewing gum with a special flat-bladed tool 10 he keeps in his back pocket. It tempered my enthusiasm for “The Collected Sonnets of Hugh Pembley-Witherton” and for Kurt von Heinzelman’s “Epic of the Seekers for the Grail,” Chapter 5, “The Trial,” in which he describes how the 15 “tall and fair-complexioned” knight, Gawain, makes camp one night beside a windblown cemetery but cannot sleep for all the voices rising up from underground— Let him stay out there a hundred nights, the little wonder boy, 20 with his thin blanket and his cold armor and his useless sword, until he understands exactly how the glory of the protagonist is always paid for by a lot of secondary characters. 25 In the morning he will wake and gallop back to safety; he will hear his name embroidered into toasts and songs. PAGE 6 But now he knows there is a country he had not accounted for, and that country has its citizens: the one-armed baker sweeping out his shop at 4 A.M.; soldiers fitting every horse in Prague with diapers 5 before the emperor’s arrival; and that woman in the nursing home, who has worked there for a thousand years, taking away the bedpans, lifting up and wiping off the soft heroic buttocks of Odysseus. PAGE 7 WHEN COLLABORATION KILLS CREATIVITY THE RISE OF THE NEW GROUPTHINK AND THE POWER OF WORKING ALONE BY: SUSAN CAIN, SELECTIONS FROM: "QUIET: THE POWER OF INTROVERTS IN A WORLD THAT CAN'T STOP TALKING" I am a horse for a single harness, not cut out for tandem or teamwork … for well I know that in order to attain any definite goal, it is imperative that one person do the thinking and the commanding. —Albert Einstein March 5, 1975. A cold and drizzly evening in Menlo Park, California. Thirty unprepossessing-looking 5 engineers gather in the garage of an unemployed colleague named Gordon French. They call themselves the Homebrew Computer Club, and this is their first meeting. Their mission: to make computers accessible to regular people—no small task at a time when most computers are temperamental SUV-sized machines that only universities and corporations can afford. 10 The garage is drafty, but the engineers leave the doors open to the damp night air so people can wander inside. In walks an uncertain young man of twenty-four, a calculator designer for Hewlett- Packard. Serious and bespectacled, he has shoulder-length hair and a brown beard. He takes a chair and listens quietly as the others marvel over a new build-it-yourself computer called the Altair 8800, which recently made the cover of Popular Electronics. The Altair isn’t a true personal computer; it’s 15 hard to use, and appeals only to the type of person who shows up at a garage on a rainy Wednesday night to talk about microchips. But it’s an important first step. The young man, whose name is Stephen Wozniak, is thrilled to hear of the Altair. He’s been obsessed with electronics since the age of three. When he was eleven he came across a magazine article about 20 the first computer, the ENIAC, or Electronic Numerical Integrator and Computer, and ever since, his dream has been to build a machine so small and easy to use that you could keep it at home. And now, inside this garage, here is news that The Dream—he thinks of it with capital letters—might one day materialize. 25 As he’ll later recall in his memoir, iWoz , where most of this story appears, Wozniak is also excited to be surrounded by kindred spirits. To the Homebrew crowd, computers are a tool for social justice, and he feels the same way. Not that he talks to anyone at this first meeting—he’s way too shy for that. But that night he goes home and sketches his first design for a personal computer, with a keyboard and a screen just like the kind we use today. Three months later he builds a prototype of 30 that machine. And ten months after that, he and Steve Jobs cofound Apple Computer. Today Steve Wozniak is a revered figure in Silicon Valley—there’s a street in San Jose, California, named Woz’s Way—and is sometimes called the nerd soul of Apple. He has learned over time to open up and speak publicly, even appearing as a contestant on Dancing with the Stars, where he displayed an endearing mixture of stiffness and good cheer. I once saw Wozniak speak at a 35 bookstore in New York City. A standing-room-only crowd showed up bearing their 1970s Apple operating manuals, in honor of all that he had done for them. PAGE 8 But the credit is not Wozniak’s alone; it also belongs to Homebrew. Wozniak identifies that first meeting as the beginning of the computer revolution and one of the most important nights of his life. So if you wanted to replicate the conditions that made Woz so productive, you might point to Homebrew, with its collection of like-minded souls. You might decide that Wozniak’s achievement was 5 a shining example of the collaborative approach to creativity. You might conclude that people who hope to be innovative should work in highly social workplaces.