Thank you so much.Thank you so much, President Christ, the Board of Trustees, distinguished
alumnae, members of the faculty, devoted parents and friends, and especially the fabulous Smith
College class of 2013.
Congratulations.
You have reached the light at the end of the tunnel.
And I'm sure that when you first arrived at Smith four years ago you never would have
imagined that at the other end of that tunnel would be a lady behind a podium talking to
you in a funny accent.
This accent, incidentally, was the bane of my existence — until, that is, I moved to
New York in 1980 and met Henry Kissinger, who told me not to worry about my accent,
because you can never, in American public life, underestimate the advantages of complete
and total incomprehensibility.
I'm so grateful to be with you at this special moment in your lives, and I want to start
by taking a moment to honor President Christ, your magnificent, viola-playing, Victorian
poetry-quoting president, who is retiring after 11 years of service, leadership and
inspiration.
You don't know it but I have spent the last several weeks stalking you — on your various
Smith websites, on your Twitter feeds, on Facebook, on Instagram, on Tumblr — so I
could get to know you better.
And here's what I've found: you're fascinating and curious and quirky and asking the big
questions and worrying about the little things, and solving the cosmic riddles and agonizing
about what shoes to wear at Commencement, and what happens if you trip and become a
YouTube sensation.
I've learned about Smithies writing honors theses on subjects that I not only don't understand
but can't even pronounce.
Like Lisa Stephanie Cunden's thesis on entropy and enthalpy contributions to the chelate
effect — I wanted to give you the gift of hearing that said in a Greek accent.
I've learned about the three seniors who were part of the basketball team, which made the
Division III NCAA tournament for the first time — a historic accomplishment to add
to your already historic status as the birthplace of women's basketball.
I've learned about the many Smithies who will be the first in their families to graduate
from college, like Massiel De los Santos, who began her journey in the Dominican Republic.
But before I go any further, because I've been so impressed, I feel compelled to extend
to you a lifelong invitation to blog on The Huffington Post — about your graduation,
and about all your adventures on the next stage of the journey you're starting today.
Getting to know you has made me feel very protective of you, especially since I have
two college-aged daughters myself.
But I know you don't need protecting.
You are prepared and ready to take on the world — and if you have attended the Wurtele
Center for Work and Life, you even have a Passport to Life After Smith, with the opportunity
to learn things like job interviewing skills, how to balance a budget, cook a healthy meal
and even change a tire.
So you can consider my speech today a continuation of the Passport to Life After Smith, though
in the interest of full disclosure, I can't cook and definitely cannot change a tire.
But part of life after Smith will be deciding what things you want to put your energy into
and what things you don't.
It was a big revelation for me I realized that I didn't have to complete everything
I thought I wanted to do, like learning German or becoming a good skier or learning to cook.
Indeed I realized that you can complete a project by dropping it.
Commencement speakers are traditionally expected to tell graduates how to go out there and
climb the ladder of success, but I want to ask you, instead, to redefine success.
Because the world you are headed into desperately needs it.
And because you are up to it.
Your education at Smith has made it unequivocally clear that you are entitled to take your place
in the world on equal footing, in every field, and at the top of every field.
But what I urge you to do is not just take your place at the top of the world, but to
change the world.
What I urge you to do is to lead the third women's revolution.
The first was led by the suffragists over a hundred years ago, when brave women like
Susan B. Anthony and Elizabeth Cady Stanton fought, among other things, to give women
the right to vote.
The second women's revolution was powerfully led by Smith alumnae, Betty Friedan and Gloria
Steinem.
They fought — and Gloria continues to fight — to expand the role of women in our society,
to give us full access to the rooms of power where decisions are being made.
And while the second revolution is still in progress, we simply can't wait any longer
for the third revolution to begin.
And I can't imagine a place where I would be more likely to find the leaders of that
revolution than right here at Smith.
At the moment, our society's notion of success is largely composed of two parts: money and
power.
In fact, success, money and power have practically become synonymous.
But it's time for a third metric, beyond money and power — one founded on well-being, wisdom,
our ability to wonder, and to give back.
Money and power by themselves are a two legged stool — you can balance on them for a while,
but eventually you're going to topple over.
And more and more people, very successful people, are toppling over every day.
Basically, success the way we've defined it is no longer sustainable.
It's not sustainable for human beings; it's not sustainable for the planet.
To live the lives we want, and not just the ones we settle for, the lives society defines
as successful, we need to include the third metric.
In 2004, President Christ gave a speech that was really ahead of its time.
It was titled "Inside the Clockwork of Women's Careers."
To me, it's very much a third women's revolution call to arms.
She spoke of the need to dispel myths about ambition and success, chief among them the
myth that success and ambition look like a straight line.
Now I guess it's no big surprise that the image of success created by men would be,
yes, a long, phallic-shaped straight line.
But if we don't redefine success, the personal price we pay will get higher and higher.
And as the data shows, that price is even higher for women than it is for men.
Already, women in stressful jobs have a nearly 40 percent increased risk of heart disease,
and a 60 percent greater risk of diabetes.
And in the last 30 years, as women have made strides and gains in the workplace, self-reported
levels of stress have gone up 18 percent.
Another Smith graduation speaker, Alistair Cooke, notoriously told the class of 1954
that their way to the top would be determined by the men they married.
I want to do old Alistair one better, and tell you that you don't get to the top by
marrying someone.
A much simpler way is to sleep your way to the top.
Right now I imagine President Christ is thinking she probably should have vetted this speech.
But no, I'm talking about sleep in the literal sense.
Because right now, the workplace is absolutely fueled by sleep deprivation and burnout.
I know of what I speak: In 2007, sleep deprived and exhausted, I fainted, hit my head on my
desk, broke my cheekbone and got four stitches on my right eye.
And that was the beginning of my reaquainting myself with sleep, and with the need to redefine
success to include our own well-being.
Even if sleep deprivation is not affecting your health, it's affecting your creativity,
your productivity, and your decision-making.
The Exxon Valdez wreck, the explosion of the Challenger space shuttle, and the nuclear
accidents at Chernobyl and Three Mile Island — all were at least partially the result
of decisions made on too little sleep.
According to researchers at Walter Reed hospital, the only thing that gets better with sleep
deprivation is "magical thinking" and reliance on superstition.
So for those of you majoring in fortune telling, go ahead and burn the midnight oil.
The rest of you: not so much.
As you can tell by now, I'm a major sleep evangelist.
The Huffington Post's office in New York sports two nap rooms.
At the beginning our reporters, editors and engineers were reluctant to use them, afraid
that people might think they're shirking their duties.
I'm happy to say, our nap rooms are now always booked.
Although the other day I was walking by and I saw two people walking out of one of the
nap rooms.
But, hey, whatever it takes to recharge.
Just don't tell HR, okay?
What adding well-being to our definition of success means is that, in addition to looking
after our financial capital, we need to look after our human capital.
My mother was an expert at that.
I still remember, when I was 12 years old, a very successful Greek businessman came for
dinner.
He looked rundown and exhausted.
But when we sat down to dinner, he told us how well things were going for him.
My mother was not impressed.
"I don't care how well your business is doing," she told him bluntly, "you're not taking care
of you.
Your business might have a great bottom line, but you are your most important capital.
There are only so many withdrawals you can make from your health bank account, but you
just keep on withdrawing.
You could go bankrupt if you don't make some deposits soon."
And indeed, not long after that, the man had to be admitted for an angioplasty.
When we include well-being in our definition of success, another thing that will change
is our relationship with time.
Researchers have come up with a term for our stressed out feeling that there's never enough
time for what we want to do — they call it "Time Famine."
Every time we look at our watch it seems to be later than we think.
I personally have long had a very strained relationship with time — more in line with
a certain Ph.D. from Oxford, in English Lit, actually — Dr. Seuss.
"How did it get so late so soon?" he wrote.
"It's night before it's afternoon.
December is here before it's June.
My goodness how the time has flewn.
How did it get so late so soon?"
Does that feel familiar to anyone?
Or, more likely, to everyone?
The problem is that as long as success is defined by just money and power, climbing
and burnout, we are never going to be able to enjoy that other aspect of the third metric:
wonder.
I was blessed with a mother who was in a constant state of wonder.
Whether she was washing dishes or feeding seagulls at the beach or reprimanding overworking
businessmen, she maintained her sense of wonder, delighted at both the mysteries of the universe
and the everyday little things that fill our lives.
And whenever I'd complain or be upset about something, she would say to me: "Darling,
change the channel.
You are in control of the clicker.
Don't replay the bad, scary movie."
One of the gifts this attitude to life gave her was the ability to cut through hierarchies.
One night, when I was in my 20s and still living in London, a Tory member of Parliament
I was dating at the time (it might have been one of those decisions brought on by sleep
deprivation) had brought the Prime Minister Edward Heath to dinner.
My mother was in the kitchen, where she could be found most of the time, talking to the
plumber, who had come to fix a last-minute problem.
She asked the plumber what he thought of the prime minister.
"Not much," the plumber said, "he hasn't been good for working people."
"Let me go bring him here so you can tell him directly," my mother replied.
And that's how the prime minister ended up in the kitchen talking to the plumber.
Well-being, wonder, and now I'd like to talk about another indispensable W — wisdom.
Wherever we look around the world, we see leaders in positions of power — in politics,
in media, in business, all of them with high IQs and great degrees — making terrible
decisions.
What is missing is not IQ, but wisdom.
And today, it's getting harder and harder to tap into our own wisdom.
Because we are all so hyper-connected to our devices, our gadgets, our screens, our social
media, we're having a hard time disconnecting from technology and reconnecting with ourselves.
Your very own, very wise Smith sophomore, Erin McDaniel, wrote in the Sophian about
her decision to disconnect from all her social media.
"We have eschewed real social connections in favor of superficial, technology-bridged
ones...We have become, in many cases, nearly as (socially) robotic as our computers."
Don't worry — you don't have the head of a digital company telling you to completely
disconnect from technology.
What I'm telling you is to regularly disconnect from technology, to regularly unplug and recharge
in order to reconnect with ourselves and our own deepest wisdom.
I'm convinced that there are two fundamental truths about human beings.
The first truth is that we all have within us a centered place of wisdom, harmony, and
strength.
This is a truth that all the world's religions — whether Christianity, Islam, Judaism,
or Buddhism — and many of its philosophies, hold true in one form or another: "The Kingdom
of God is Within."
The second truth is that we're all going to veer away from that place again and again
and again.
That's the nature of life.
In fact, we may be off-course more often than we are on-course.
At the Huffington Post, we even came up with an app, called GPS for the Soul, that helps
us get back to that place.
I know there is something paradoxical about using technology to disconnect from technology,
but the snake in our digital garden of Eden has been hyper-connectivity with technology.
And we have to be more wily than the snake, hence using technology to help us disconnect
from technology.
When we're in that centered place of wisdom, harmony and strength, life is transformed,
from struggle to grace, and we are suddenly filled with trust, no matter the obstacles,
challenges and disappointments.
Because there is a purpose to our lives, even if it is often hidden from us, and even if
the biggest turning points and heartbreaks only make sense as we look back, not as we
are experiencing them.
So we might as well live life as if — as the poet Rumi put it — "Everything is rigged
in our favor."
We've talked about well-being, wisdom, and wonder.
And now, the last element of the third metric of success: empathy, compassion, the willingness
to give back.
The founding fathers wrote about the pursuit of happiness, and if you go back to the original
documents — as I'm sure all of you have done— happiness did not mean the pursuit
of more ways to be entertained.
It was the happiness that comes from feeling good by doing good.
Of course many of you already know that.
Smithies have given back in countless ways, near and far: working with Chinese schools
and NGOs through the Smith China Project, spending time in the community with people
with disabilities through the Best Buddies program, tutoring children in Holyoke, and
using digital storytelling to start conversations about health issues in Springfield.
So as you leave this beautiful campus today to follow your dreams and scale great heights
in whatever profession you choose, I beg you: don't buy society's definition of success.
Because it's not working for anyone.
It's not working for women, it's not working for men, it's not working for polar bears,
it's not working for the cicadas that are apparently about to emerge and swarm us.
It's only truly working for those who make pharmaceuticals for stress, sleeplessness
and high blood pressure.
So please don't settle for just breaking through glass ceilings in a broken corporate system
or in a broken political system, where so many leaders are so disconnected from their
own wisdom that we are careening from one self-inflicted crisis to another.
Change much more than the M to a W at the top of the corporate flow chart.
Change it by going to the root of what's wrong and redefining what we value and what we consider
success.
And remember that while there will be plenty of signposts along your path directing you
to make money and climb up the ladder, there will be very few signposts reminding you to
stay connected to the essence of who you are, to take care of yourself along the way, to
reach out to others, to pause to wonder, and to connect to that place from which everything
is possible.
"Give me a place to stand," my Greek compatriot Archimedes said, "and I will move the world."
So find your place to stand — your place of wisdom and peace and strength.
And from that place, lead the third women's revolution and remake the world in your own
image, according to your own definition of success, so that all of us — women and men
— can live our lives with more grace, more joy, more empathy, more gratitude, and yes,
more love.
And now, Smith College class of 2013, congratulations, onward, upward and inward!