I became more familiar with *Socrates when I was living in Tokyo, Japan using the Socratic Method to teach businessmen how to use the English they spoke more conversationally. Today Socrates came to mind when I shared the Test Of Three with a friend who is developing a philosophy of her own.
The topics change every session, but my first
PD (Philosophy Dinner), that has been renamed with a more inclusive title of Meaningful Discussions was in Shanghai, China and the topic was Death And Transcendence. I sat down at a table with a diverse group of people from around the world and really dug into the nooks and crannies of our thoughts.
I just got difficult news; a friend just went through a corporate shake-up that left quite a few people looking for a new job. I sat and listened. Mentally, I came up with several personal and professional contacts that I knew would help, as well as several resume upgrades that will make it stand out and be noticed.
Still, before I gave a single piece of advice, I asked: “Do you want any help from me?”
Anais, is a friend and model from America, who’s back for a second round; Najma is a Somalian raised in Kenya who ended up in the USA as she tries to understand what motivates others while she delves into her first business venture; and Sarah is a Canadian sex educator who makes some pretty bold claims about masturbation. They all end up at my table for a talk. This gets loud! ->
Before I opened my eyes, my mother was dead. She’d died the worst death imaginable. She’d been consumed by fire as I stood by helplessly watching. My car was totalled when I hit the trees that seemed to appear out of thin air, even more disturbing was my insurance companies insistence that it wasn’t an accident and that even though they couldn’t prove it, I would not be reimbursed for my loss. I’d come home see that there had been a sewer pipe that burst in my home. The stench told me that everything I owned had been caught in a deluge of filthy, fetid water while I was gone. Still, none of those could stack up to my being told, in a voicemail, that my headaches were from a brain tumor that would kill me slowly and painfully. The day was off to a great start.
Anais FW is an international model and actress with a wealth of diverse life experiences. She’s become one of the brighter stars I’ve met in Shanghai, China! In this Podcast we sit down for an afternoon tea to dig deep into gender, sex, Men, Women, and the post feminism “dating scene”. Listen up! ->