God works in mysterious ways. Here it was, the night after Yom Kippur, a day when my people fast and pray, stand up, sit down, in English and in Hebrew, for hour after mind-numbingly boring hour -- all towards the end of getting in the Book of Life for the coming year. At certain moments along the way, there are these small flashes of transcendence, when a prayer or the rabbi offers a glimpse of the way you should really be living your life. But the misery to transcendence ratio is about 25-to-1.
And then, last night, at oh let's say around 1 am, a strange little Google journey leads me to this, The Last Lecture of Randy Pausch, a professor at Carnegie Mellon who expects to die of pancreatic cancer in three to six months. And there it is: the secret of life, part one.
I went on, as the clock ticked on past 2 am and 3 am, to all the parts up to eight, to the end of the most remarkable lecture I've ever heard, by the most remarkable man I'd never heard of, a man who almost certainly won't be entered into that Book of Life for the coming year, but who has packed more fun and meaning into his 46 years than a whole bus of rabbis. The lecture starts with Randy Pausch's quirky childhood dreams, which included achieving weightlessness, becoming a Disney Imagineer and winning lots of huge stuffed animals at fairs, all of which he achieved. It goes on to a subject even more interesting: helping other people achieve their childhood dreams.
This expert in virtual reality, who believes that brick walls are erected to stop the other guy but to help you realize just how much you want your dreams, has you laughing all the way through.
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