Advice. Given. Taken.

Advice. Given. Taken. We do both. Give advice. Take advice. Or not. How is it that some advice just rolls off our back, like water off a duck's ass? And then one day, that same advice hits home? 

Or sometimes someone gives you advice and it pisses you off, you think, how dare someone tell me what to do, or how to do, or whatever, and then, another day and time, their words strike deep into our solar plexus, and the light-bulb pops on, and our world is transformed.

That happens too.

And usually it's simple stuff. How to hold something. How to entertain an idea. How to chew, or breathe. What to eat. What not to eat. Often the best advice is so simple, you think it's "simple-minded." That's usually a clue that the advice is worth taking in.

Examples? Play guitar? How do you hold your pick? Do you pick with upstrokes & downstrokes? Where do you strum  - near the neck or bridge? Think of intervals! Thinking of music as "intervals" on a fretboard changed my life!

I listened to this show On Being, "The Evolution of Medicine," early Sunday morning.  Every word of this show hit home. Every word. What was so powerful and eye-opening? The breathing & eating advice. World-shaking. Changes everything. Simple. Advice.