I was listening to a podcast while folding laundry when the host asked a question that made me pay attention.
“What’s one change you’ve made that significantly improved your life?”
The guest wasn’t prepared for it, you see. You could hear the mental scramble. After a few ums and long preludes, she offered something vague and safe — “more walks, setting boundaries”, that kind of thing.
Of course, being your classic overthinker, I couldn’t let the question go. Not because of her answer, but because I wasn’t sure I had a good answer myself. And that felt somewhat revealing. And also, mildly frustrating. 😬
Shouldn’t I know by now?
If I’m not actively doing things that improve my life, then what the heck am I doing?
“What’s one change you’ve made that significantly improved your life?”
We don’t always ask ourselves this question directly, do we? (Or maybe you do, in which case, tipping my hat to you!)
Yes, we can be quite intentional at times. But I think most of the time — more often than we’d like to admit — we float along, making decisions in the moment. Saying yes because it sounds fun. Saying no because it sounds hard. Tinkering. Dabbling. Hoping that somehow, we’ll stumble into somewhere good, or if we’re lucky, a welcomed transformation.
And sometimes, we do.
Back in 2017, I started a podcast — not for anything deeper than because I wanted to. (A dangerous motivation, depending on the week.) And yet, eight years later, I can say without question: it did change me. Not overnight, not in a showy before-and-after kind of way. But slowly and subtly. In the ways I listen. In how I ask questions. In how I think through big ideas out loud.
Aristotle had this idea that we become who we are by what we repeatedly do. He wasn’t a metaphor guy, but if he were, he’d probably say habits shape character like drops of water carving stone. So maybe the podcast didn’t just change how or where I spend my time. It slowly rewired how I show up in the world. One vulnerable conversation at a time.
I didn’t know what the podcast would become, really, when I started it. I didn’t plan for it to be meaningful. But the practice of doing it changed me. And I’m grateful it did.
Still, that question keeps circling, like laundry on a spin cycle:
“What’s one change you’ve made that’s significantly improved your life?”
Turns out, it’s a deceptively hard question. Maybe that’s why the host eventually gave his guest a prompt: “Let’s narrow it down. Just the last three years.”
Fair enough. Sometimes a boundary helps.
And maybe, as Nietzsche might say, you don’t just drift into a new self — you wrestle your way into it. You stumble. You contradict yourself. It’s messy. It’s uncomfortable. And then one day, without quite realizing it, you’ve become someone different. Not perfect. Not finished. Just, you know, different.
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I think what trips me up about this question is that it assumes intention. Like all the good things in our lives are the result of careful strategy or impressive willpower. But looking back, I don’t know if that’s true for me. Some of the best things in my life — those that changed me in the best ways — snuck in sideways.
Sometimes what improves us isn’t what we optimized. It’s what caught us off guard. What snuck in while we were busy doing something else.
Aristotle thought change came through practice. Nietzsche thought it came through struggle and becoming. And maybe both are true, but not always in the way we expect. We don’t always set out to change. We just do a thing — because we’re curious, or restless, or it sounds fun — and quietly, almost sneakily, it changes us anyway.
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What do you think? Does this track with your experiences too? What’s changed you, even if you didn’t mean it to?
🏷 Metamorph-ish
💭 not Socrates, but close enough
“What matters isn't if people are good or bad. What matters is if they're trying to be better today than they were yesterday.” — Michael (The Good Place)
➤ Plot twist: this is the whole assignment.
🍹 reader shout-out
Major props to WAGO reader,
— easily one of the coolest names I’ve seen in my inbox and someone doing very cool things out in the world.Mo_ is exploring what happens when we stop rolling our eyes at generational differences and start getting curious instead. Bridging gaps, swapping stories, maybe even figuring out how to connect across those pesky Gen X / Boomer / Millennial / Gen Z divides.
Check out The Generational Lens — it’s the kind of project that makes me feel a little better about the internet.
🍭 echo chamber
In this essay, we talked about our tendencies. Reader
says she’s an obliger with rebel tendencies. says she’s a questioner with rebel tendencies. And ? She’s tried all four like flavors at an ice cream shop. Respect. Honestly, it’s starting to look like we’re all just rebels at heart. Come tell us about yours.💬 last word
Not everything changes us on purpose. Some things just sneak up, spin us around, and set us down somewhere new.
Everything is fine,
Lou Blaser
(Vice Deputy of Whatever This Is)
Lou, love the work you are doing here and the continual self-exploration you embrace. It is really inspiring. I enjoy your podcast and am grateful to have been a part of it as well.
I found this essay to be really thought provoking. I tend to be a planner and one who practices intentionality. But your comments on the accidental nature of some changes in our life really struck me. I think you are on to something and I want to explore it more in my own thoughts.
Thanks my friend for your wonderful words. Keep up the great work.
As an Atomics Habit junky of yore (even that says a lotnright there...) I dig this kind of reflection. I loved this essay so much I'd like to share an example (thank you for inviting us to do so!) I like also adding in the question, if something changed me, how? That is, what is the evidence of that change? I remember intentionally making up a fairytale story and telling it to myself. It was at a time when I was doing a lot of fairytale psychotherapy work (it's a thing). I was at a work conference and was fed up of having severe sweaty palm anxiety about meeting and talking to strangers or anyone for that matter. Behind the sweaty palmed anxiety was a defensive posture learned long ago by my younger self as a way to keep me psychologically safe. The unhelpful practice was constantly rehearsing and fully playing out potential arguments with people in real life in my head (both rehearsing their imagined threatening comments and rehearsing my defensive comments). The fairytale was something about me being a princess in a castle defended by an army of archers. Those archers 24/7 stood watch on the top of my castle constantly armed to the nth degree so much so that no friendly visitior could even approach without them shooting. That day at that conference I told them to stand down, took away their Red Bull, and sent them to the spa, and (again in my fairytale) as princess now Queen went outside the castle walls to meet and welcome in the visitor for an unrehearsed conversation. That was early 2018. It took some time to stick but I went over that fairytale snippet many times and ultimately my thoughts patterns changed so that I no longer do that rehearsal, or at least not as much. And when I catch myself doing it every now I can Queen up and tell the archers to stand down. My defensive posture in relationships has dropped to an all time low which gives space for the people in meet to just be themselves and for realtionships to grow. As an aside there were two other changes that reinforced this new way of thinking. I got divorced and found a new partner, one who introduced me to the Four Agreements which very much counsels a similar way of being. Thank you for this wonderful gift of reflection today!