I got in a spat with my sister. As we assembled chicken salad sandwiches, we found ourselves chatting on the topic of journaling. My journaling process is a riff on the Tim Ferris model. She's more Ryan Holiday. Overall, our individual journaling processes and techniques are simpatico. No irreconcilable differences, then this:
How to Human: A Live Demo
As the next presenter took the stage, I walked down the stairs of the dais and down the aisle, past all the bankers, hardly believing it was over. I just wanted to stand at the back of the room and decompress. As I got to the back of the room the guy with the mustache, the lead of the food service team, was waiting for me.
How? It’s the Best Question
I learned so much that day. I learned firsthand the amazing power of How. How turned disdain to connection in one syllable.
The Decision is Already Made: A Tool
How many times have you told yourself you were going to change? Did you? I use this tool to help me keep the promises I make to myself.
Alive. Yes. I am.
You don’t think so now. But you will crash. It will be deadly. It will be on an unforgiving, lonely and spare mountain top. You will look around for resources and there will be cold, barren, frozen snow. There will be avalanches. You will be starving.
What will you do?
Your Intuition. It’s there for a reason.
Eventually, I realized my brain talked to me in a weird non-verbal language, my Subconscious knocking on the window of my Consciousness. Maybe I should listen up. Maybe...
Accepting a Gift: A Tip
A few days before, it seems, I had done a neighbor a little favor. What it was I don’t even recall. It was nothing. And there she was, thanking me in person and offering me a cake.
Decision Making is a Skill
Dither, Dither? Several years ago, the leader of a small company I worked for was looking to fill an executive level position and had identified a strong candidate among a group of good candidates. The team was weighing in on the pros and cons of making an offer to the strong candidate. After the typical... Continue Reading →
You Can’t Climb Your Mountain of Personal Growth — Without Pulling Up the Stakes Holding You Down
That fool stake There was a person who lived on a mountain. He wasn't a mountain climber per se. Yet he lived on the mountain and it seemed that it would be somehow better if he could get even a little higher up the mountain. It would seem like progress, like he was getting somewhere,... Continue Reading →
The Theory of the Brown Couch
The Brown Couch "When you try to be everything to everyone, you get a brown couch." Growing up, I always believed our home was beautiful. My parents had lived in Japan early in their marriage and our living room was accented with Japanese chests and pottery, an old hibachi served as their coffee table. The hibachi... Continue Reading →