The End of an Era: RIP Steve Jobs

I was late to recognize the significance of Steve Jobs’ genius. I first heard of him in 1999. I was in high school, writing a paper on Bill Gates. My teacher suggested that I compare Gates to his Apple counterpart, Steve Jobs. I had never heard of Jobs before, but I did some research and incorporated him into the paper.

Later in 2007 — after I’d finished high school, college, and had bounced around between careers — I came across Steve Jobs’ 2005 Stanford Commencement Address. It was the text of a speech he’d given two years earlier, which would consequently change my life.

Jobs has died, and I needed to write something about it. You see, in his speech, he spoke about death:

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn’t even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor’s code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you’d have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I’m fine now.

This was the closest I’ve been to facing death, and I hope it’s the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

Steve’s speech awakened something in me that can’t be put back to sleep. I often say that he “woke up the human inside of me.” Reading his speech inspired me to leave my job, move halfway across the country to meet the woman I love, and follow my passion of writing.

I laugh thinking about the time I wrote Steve Jobs a letter asking him for a favor. It was a “gimme a laptop, pretty please” kind of letter that was totally not serious. I received a reply from an Apple representative, but not from Steve himself.

I don’t care that he never wrote me back. That’s fine. He gave me the inspiration and understanding to really live my life, and I can’t thank him enough for that.

Using his words, “You’ve got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don’t settle.”

Thank you, Steve, for the great advice.

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One Response to “The End of an Era: RIP Steve Jobs”

#1 Good Bye, Steve « The book of inspiration on 21, Oct, 2011 at 4:14 am

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