Is the value of teamwork eluding people? An interesting picture has emerged from a recent opinion poll on teamwork. For example, 53% of respondents felt teams are overrated versus 47% who felt they are underrated. This split fell across gender lines, with the preponderance of woman believing teams are overrated. Additionally, men tended to believe the ideal team size to be between 5-10 members, while woman preferred a smaller gathering of 2- 4 people.
A surprising 35% of respondents agreed with the statement, “I currently work/play with the best team ever.” Nearly 50% disagreed, and of that 25% of them were women.
What’s going on here? Aren’t teams supposed to help? Have time strapped multitasking woman adopted the, “If you want something done right you have to do it yourself” mentality?
What’s your theory? Please join the discussion on my new blog, “The Teamwork project”
Teams do work. When they work well they get desired results faster. Who are your role model teams from 2008 and what have you learned from them?
Think beyond sports teams, although they aren’t excluded. Describe how they used Vision, Passion and Action to achieve great results.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Is the value of teamwork eluding people?
Is the value of teamwork eluding people? An interesting picture has emerged from a recent opinion poll on teamwork. For example, 53% of respondents felt teams are overrated versus 47% who felt they are underrated. This split fell across gender lines, with the preponderance of woman believing teams are overrated. Additionally, men tended to believe the ideal team size to be between 5-10 members, while woman preferred a smaller gathering of 2- 4 people.
A surprising 35% of respondents agreed with the statement, “I currently work/play with the best team ever.” Nearly 50% disagreed, and of that 25% of them were women.
What’s going on here? Aren’t teams supposed to help? Have time strapped multitasking woman adopted the, “If you want something done right you have to do it yourself” mentality?
What’s your theory? Please join the discussion on my new blog, “The Teamwork project”
Teams do work. When they work well they get desired results faster. Who are your role model teams from 2008 and what have you learned from them?
Think beyond sports teams, although they aren’t excluded. Describe how they used Vision, Passion and Action to achieve great results.
A surprising 35% of respondents agreed with the statement, “I currently work/play with the best team ever.” Nearly 50% disagreed, and of that 25% of them were women.
What’s going on here? Aren’t teams supposed to help? Have time strapped multitasking woman adopted the, “If you want something done right you have to do it yourself” mentality?
What’s your theory? Please join the discussion on my new blog, “The Teamwork project”
Teams do work. When they work well they get desired results faster. Who are your role model teams from 2008 and what have you learned from them?
Think beyond sports teams, although they aren’t excluded. Describe how they used Vision, Passion and Action to achieve great results.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Who were the best teams of 2008?
Teams work. When they work well, they get desired results faster. Who were the best teams of 2008 and what have you learned from them?
Think beyond sports teams, although they aren’t excluded. Describe how they used Vision, Passion and Action to achieve great results.
Post your answers here or at http://theteamworkproject.blogspot.com by December 15th and I’ll publish the results before 2009.
Think beyond sports teams, although they aren’t excluded. Describe how they used Vision, Passion and Action to achieve great results.
Post your answers here or at http://theteamworkproject.blogspot.com by December 15th and I’ll publish the results before 2009.
Who were the best teams of 2008?
Teams work. When they work well, they get desired results faster. Who were the best teams of 2008 and what have you learned from them?
Think beyond sports teams, although they aren’t excluded. Describe how they used Vision, Passion and Action to achieve great results.
Post your answers here or at http://theteamworkproject.blogspot.com by December 15th and I’ll publish the results before 2009.
Think beyond sports teams, although they aren’t excluded. Describe how they used Vision, Passion and Action to achieve great results.
Post your answers here or at http://theteamworkproject.blogspot.com by December 15th and I’ll publish the results before 2009.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Is voting a right, privilege or responsibility?
Is voting a right, privilege or responsibility? In the United States, if you are anything other than a middle-aged wealthy white landowner, it has been a hard fought right all too often taken for granted.
A license to drive a car is a privilege, not a right. We are remained that poor choices or circumstances can lead to your license being revoked. Sadly, there are those who ignore voting as a right and attempt to revoke it, to disenfranchise and suppress your voice and your power through misinformation, manipulation and even intimidation. Yes, voting is a fundamental right in this country; it is also a privilege.
When you vote, perhaps as a college student, a woman, a minority, or an immigrant here by choice, you are standing on the shoulders of those before you. Those who fought in our own streets and busses and courtrooms, and those who fought and continue to fight overseas to defend and protect the nation and its citizens, prop you up. The debt to be paid is the right and privilege of voting for issues that concern your community, state and nation. Voting for representatives, elected men and women who may or may not share your views but are open to debate and discourse.
During this time of year, I hear people talk while waiting in lines for their coffee or sandwiches, about the candidates or issues on the ballot. There are those who are meticulous in their research before forming an opinion of the issues versus those who will vote the party line, even if they need to block their nose while doing it. Those who ultimately vote based on who they would prefer to have a beer with could negate either of these choices. It is infuriating and beautifully American. We all have various amounts of influence in our lives – but in the voting booth, we are all equal and those who show up make the decisions.
When I see the recent “Liberty Mutual” advertisement on television I ponder each of the obstacles faced and wonder at which point do people get deterred? What’s your threshold? If it’s raining, do you still go to the polls? If you are in a wheelchair, do you still go to the polls? If you must wait for a bus, do you still go to the polls? If the easily accessible entrance is blocked, do you find a way in? And there may be some additional obstacles this year. With misinformation on polling places and practices, have you educated yourself? With apathy, either, “We can’t win,” or “It’s a shoe in,” will you still vote? What about long lines? Two, four, five hours or more, will that discourage you? I believe this year, unlike years past, Americans are going to go and once again be heard. People know their vote is important. The 2000 Presidential election was separated by just 537 votes in Florida.
When new democracies emerge across the globe it is not uncommon to see long lines stretch into the streets as citizens get their first taste of freedom. Never before were they asked their opinion. Never before were they given the power to choose their future. In America, we have been blessedly spoiled. Granted, much of the population would prefer to vote from the comfort of their couch as if watching “American Idol” or “Dancing with the Stars” but something is different this year. Some of it is to participate in history, but more than that, it is to participate in a rebirth.
By now, few can argue that some things in the last four to eight years went terribly wrong. America, the shinning city on a hill, has been badly tarnished and it’s beacon obscured by fog. There was a time, as we searched for meaning and healing that American flags blanketed the nation and slogans of unity were draped over bridges. The sense of grit and determination was balanced with pride and love of country and of countrymen. It could have been our finest hour, but the goodwill was squandered.
Soon we witnessed the erosion of common sense and common decency. Victims became the accused. To question power became unpatriotic. Natural disasters begged for attention. We could almost hear the sobs of mourning come from our Constitution as we traded rights for false senses of security but lost some freedom, some privacy and as we debated the merits of torture, some honor. We now are engaged in two brutal wars, which are aging too fast, and an economic turmoil that is likely in its infancy.
It is in this climate that America chooses a new leader (neither of whom was born in the continental United States). Americans want their country back. Be it for change, or for reform, the reason the electorate feels different this year is because in many ways the nation is going through a restoration. Challenges in the Middle East, the economy, energy, the environment, healthcare, education, social security and housing are ever present and not particularly new, but the approach we take to address each of them has to be.
We are at a defining moment, still deep in a dark forest we must choose one of two paths. The certainty of either is unknown. One may lead in a circle; one may lead to a clearing. They may even run parallel. By now, we all have our preferences. The beauty of our system, our constitution and the very soul of the nation is that we are able to right our wrongs beginning on Election Day. Today the course will be set by the collective judgment of the American people. Your right, your privilege, your responsibility is to make absolutely sure your voice is heard.
A license to drive a car is a privilege, not a right. We are remained that poor choices or circumstances can lead to your license being revoked. Sadly, there are those who ignore voting as a right and attempt to revoke it, to disenfranchise and suppress your voice and your power through misinformation, manipulation and even intimidation. Yes, voting is a fundamental right in this country; it is also a privilege.
When you vote, perhaps as a college student, a woman, a minority, or an immigrant here by choice, you are standing on the shoulders of those before you. Those who fought in our own streets and busses and courtrooms, and those who fought and continue to fight overseas to defend and protect the nation and its citizens, prop you up. The debt to be paid is the right and privilege of voting for issues that concern your community, state and nation. Voting for representatives, elected men and women who may or may not share your views but are open to debate and discourse.
During this time of year, I hear people talk while waiting in lines for their coffee or sandwiches, about the candidates or issues on the ballot. There are those who are meticulous in their research before forming an opinion of the issues versus those who will vote the party line, even if they need to block their nose while doing it. Those who ultimately vote based on who they would prefer to have a beer with could negate either of these choices. It is infuriating and beautifully American. We all have various amounts of influence in our lives – but in the voting booth, we are all equal and those who show up make the decisions.
When I see the recent “Liberty Mutual” advertisement on television I ponder each of the obstacles faced and wonder at which point do people get deterred? What’s your threshold? If it’s raining, do you still go to the polls? If you are in a wheelchair, do you still go to the polls? If you must wait for a bus, do you still go to the polls? If the easily accessible entrance is blocked, do you find a way in? And there may be some additional obstacles this year. With misinformation on polling places and practices, have you educated yourself? With apathy, either, “We can’t win,” or “It’s a shoe in,” will you still vote? What about long lines? Two, four, five hours or more, will that discourage you? I believe this year, unlike years past, Americans are going to go and once again be heard. People know their vote is important. The 2000 Presidential election was separated by just 537 votes in Florida.
When new democracies emerge across the globe it is not uncommon to see long lines stretch into the streets as citizens get their first taste of freedom. Never before were they asked their opinion. Never before were they given the power to choose their future. In America, we have been blessedly spoiled. Granted, much of the population would prefer to vote from the comfort of their couch as if watching “American Idol” or “Dancing with the Stars” but something is different this year. Some of it is to participate in history, but more than that, it is to participate in a rebirth.
By now, few can argue that some things in the last four to eight years went terribly wrong. America, the shinning city on a hill, has been badly tarnished and it’s beacon obscured by fog. There was a time, as we searched for meaning and healing that American flags blanketed the nation and slogans of unity were draped over bridges. The sense of grit and determination was balanced with pride and love of country and of countrymen. It could have been our finest hour, but the goodwill was squandered.
Soon we witnessed the erosion of common sense and common decency. Victims became the accused. To question power became unpatriotic. Natural disasters begged for attention. We could almost hear the sobs of mourning come from our Constitution as we traded rights for false senses of security but lost some freedom, some privacy and as we debated the merits of torture, some honor. We now are engaged in two brutal wars, which are aging too fast, and an economic turmoil that is likely in its infancy.
It is in this climate that America chooses a new leader (neither of whom was born in the continental United States). Americans want their country back. Be it for change, or for reform, the reason the electorate feels different this year is because in many ways the nation is going through a restoration. Challenges in the Middle East, the economy, energy, the environment, healthcare, education, social security and housing are ever present and not particularly new, but the approach we take to address each of them has to be.
We are at a defining moment, still deep in a dark forest we must choose one of two paths. The certainty of either is unknown. One may lead in a circle; one may lead to a clearing. They may even run parallel. By now, we all have our preferences. The beauty of our system, our constitution and the very soul of the nation is that we are able to right our wrongs beginning on Election Day. Today the course will be set by the collective judgment of the American people. Your right, your privilege, your responsibility is to make absolutely sure your voice is heard.
Is voting a right, privilege or responsibility?
Is voting a right, privilege or responsibility? In the United States, if you are anything other than a middle-aged wealthy white landowner, it has been a hard fought right all too often taken for granted.
A license to drive a car is a privilege, not a right. We are remained that poor choices or circumstances can lead to your license being revoked. Sadly, there are those who ignore voting as a right and attempt to revoke it, to disenfranchise and suppress your voice and your power through misinformation, manipulation and even intimidation. Yes, voting is a fundamental right in this country; it is also a privilege.
When you vote, perhaps as a college student, a woman, a minority, or an immigrant here by choice, you are standing on the shoulders of those before you. Those who fought in our own streets and busses and courtrooms, and those who fought and continue to fight overseas to defend and protect the nation and its citizens, prop you up. The debt to be paid is the right and privilege of voting for issues that concern your community, state and nation. Voting for representatives, elected men and women who may or may not share your views but are open to debate and discourse.
During this time of year, I hear people talk while waiting in lines for their coffee or sandwiches, about the candidates or issues on the ballot. There are those who are meticulous in their research before forming an opinion of the issues versus those who will vote the party line, even if they need to block their nose while doing it. Those who ultimately vote based on who they would prefer to have a beer with could negate either of these choices. It is infuriating and beautifully American. We all have various amounts of influence in our lives – but in the voting booth, we are all equal and those who show up make the decisions.
When I see the recent “Liberty Mutual” advertisement on television I ponder each of the obstacles faced and wonder at which point do people get deterred? What’s your threshold? If it’s raining, do you still go to the polls? If you are in a wheelchair, do you still go to the polls? If you must wait for a bus, do you still go to the polls? If the easily accessible entrance is blocked, do you find a way in? And there may be some additional obstacles this year. With misinformation on polling places and practices, have you educated yourself? With apathy, either, “We can’t win,” or “It’s a shoe in,” will you still vote? What about long lines? Two, four, five hours or more, will that discourage you? I believe this year, unlike years past, Americans are going to go and once again be heard. People know their vote is important. The 2000 Presidential election was separated by just 537 votes in Florida.
When new democracies emerge across the globe it is not uncommon to see long lines stretch into the streets as citizens get their first taste of freedom. Never before were they asked their opinion. Never before were they given the power to choose their future. In America, we have been blessedly spoiled. Granted, much of the population would prefer to vote from the comfort of their couch as if watching “American Idol” or “Dancing with the Stars” but something is different this year. Some of it is to participate in history, but more than that, it is to participate in a rebirth.
By now, few can argue that some things in the last four to eight years went terribly wrong. America, the shinning city on a hill, has been badly tarnished and it’s beacon obscured by fog. There was a time, as we searched for meaning and healing that American flags blanketed the nation and slogans of unity were draped over bridges. The sense of grit and determination was balanced with pride and love of country and of countrymen. It could have been our finest hour, but the goodwill was squandered.
Soon we witnessed the erosion of common sense and common decency. Victims became the accused. To question power became unpatriotic. Natural disasters begged for attention. We could almost hear the sobs of mourning come from our Constitution as we traded rights for false senses of security but lost some freedom, some privacy and as we debated the merits of torture, some honor. We now are engaged in two brutal wars, which are aging too fast, and an economic turmoil that is likely in its infancy.
It is in this climate that America chooses a new leader (neither of whom was born in the continental United States). Americans want their country back. Be it for change, or for reform, the reason the electorate feels different this year is because in many ways the nation is going through a restoration. Challenges in the Middle East, the economy, energy, the environment, healthcare, education, social security and housing are ever present and not particularly new, but the approach we take to address each of them has to be.
We are at a defining moment, still deep in a dark forest we must choose one of two paths. The certainty of either is unknown. One may lead in a circle; one may lead to a clearing. They may even run parallel. By now, we all have our preferences. The beauty of our system, our constitution and the very soul of the nation is that we are able to right our wrongs beginning on Election Day. Today the course will be set by the collective judgment of the American people. Your right, your privilege, your responsibility is to make absolutely sure your voice is heard.
A license to drive a car is a privilege, not a right. We are remained that poor choices or circumstances can lead to your license being revoked. Sadly, there are those who ignore voting as a right and attempt to revoke it, to disenfranchise and suppress your voice and your power through misinformation, manipulation and even intimidation. Yes, voting is a fundamental right in this country; it is also a privilege.
When you vote, perhaps as a college student, a woman, a minority, or an immigrant here by choice, you are standing on the shoulders of those before you. Those who fought in our own streets and busses and courtrooms, and those who fought and continue to fight overseas to defend and protect the nation and its citizens, prop you up. The debt to be paid is the right and privilege of voting for issues that concern your community, state and nation. Voting for representatives, elected men and women who may or may not share your views but are open to debate and discourse.
During this time of year, I hear people talk while waiting in lines for their coffee or sandwiches, about the candidates or issues on the ballot. There are those who are meticulous in their research before forming an opinion of the issues versus those who will vote the party line, even if they need to block their nose while doing it. Those who ultimately vote based on who they would prefer to have a beer with could negate either of these choices. It is infuriating and beautifully American. We all have various amounts of influence in our lives – but in the voting booth, we are all equal and those who show up make the decisions.
When I see the recent “Liberty Mutual” advertisement on television I ponder each of the obstacles faced and wonder at which point do people get deterred? What’s your threshold? If it’s raining, do you still go to the polls? If you are in a wheelchair, do you still go to the polls? If you must wait for a bus, do you still go to the polls? If the easily accessible entrance is blocked, do you find a way in? And there may be some additional obstacles this year. With misinformation on polling places and practices, have you educated yourself? With apathy, either, “We can’t win,” or “It’s a shoe in,” will you still vote? What about long lines? Two, four, five hours or more, will that discourage you? I believe this year, unlike years past, Americans are going to go and once again be heard. People know their vote is important. The 2000 Presidential election was separated by just 537 votes in Florida.
When new democracies emerge across the globe it is not uncommon to see long lines stretch into the streets as citizens get their first taste of freedom. Never before were they asked their opinion. Never before were they given the power to choose their future. In America, we have been blessedly spoiled. Granted, much of the population would prefer to vote from the comfort of their couch as if watching “American Idol” or “Dancing with the Stars” but something is different this year. Some of it is to participate in history, but more than that, it is to participate in a rebirth.
By now, few can argue that some things in the last four to eight years went terribly wrong. America, the shinning city on a hill, has been badly tarnished and it’s beacon obscured by fog. There was a time, as we searched for meaning and healing that American flags blanketed the nation and slogans of unity were draped over bridges. The sense of grit and determination was balanced with pride and love of country and of countrymen. It could have been our finest hour, but the goodwill was squandered.
Soon we witnessed the erosion of common sense and common decency. Victims became the accused. To question power became unpatriotic. Natural disasters begged for attention. We could almost hear the sobs of mourning come from our Constitution as we traded rights for false senses of security but lost some freedom, some privacy and as we debated the merits of torture, some honor. We now are engaged in two brutal wars, which are aging too fast, and an economic turmoil that is likely in its infancy.
It is in this climate that America chooses a new leader (neither of whom was born in the continental United States). Americans want their country back. Be it for change, or for reform, the reason the electorate feels different this year is because in many ways the nation is going through a restoration. Challenges in the Middle East, the economy, energy, the environment, healthcare, education, social security and housing are ever present and not particularly new, but the approach we take to address each of them has to be.
We are at a defining moment, still deep in a dark forest we must choose one of two paths. The certainty of either is unknown. One may lead in a circle; one may lead to a clearing. They may even run parallel. By now, we all have our preferences. The beauty of our system, our constitution and the very soul of the nation is that we are able to right our wrongs beginning on Election Day. Today the course will be set by the collective judgment of the American people. Your right, your privilege, your responsibility is to make absolutely sure your voice is heard.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
40 Things I'm Grateful For
On this day forty years ago I was born and this date has been wrecking havoc with me for eighteen months or so. Mid-life crisis? Seems too soon for that, and I haven’t shopped for a little red car yet. The temples have grayed and the belly has expanded a wee bit and the realization that I now enter a new demographic has been hard. Just when do those AARP newsletters start coming around? I have discovered two groups of people. Those under forty who think I’m old and those over forty who are nearly giddy about my youth.
My father told me, “thirty was the tough one, the rest are fun.” I remember my mother’s fortieth birthday party when we put forty candles on the cake. She was not happy with the inferno and disappeared for the rest of the night. I imagine forty strikes woman different.
I like the question, “How old would you be if you didn’t know your age?” That’s when the realization occurs that your age is revealed not by a number, but by an attitude.
It’s easy to get in a funk if you dwell on things that aren’t; that you wish were. It’s better to work toward the things you want. A colleague recently said with unintended wisdom, “Whatever we chose to do, let’s do that.” Indeed, it’s better to do something. So rather than wallow in the passage of time and goals not achieved by my unrealistic and self imposed clock, it strikes me that more good will come from taking stock and showing gratitude.
Here’s a great exercise for your birthday or anytime the mood strikes. Better yet, do it when you are in a foul mood because it will help turn you around. You don’t have to be hemmed in by your age; you can pick any number and just list the things you are grateful for. Here are mine.
40 Things I’m grateful for … in no particular order
1. The unconditional love, humor and strength of my wife.
2. The joy of my children, and the adventures they take me on.
3. The wisdom and humor of my parents. Unrelenting in times of trouble, curious, inquisitive, always learning and teaching; they have been and remain my heroes.
4. My siblings. I am the baby of the family so they have shown me right and wrong. They helped to teach me how to fish, to read, to drive and to laugh.
5. Running water and electricity. We take it for granted and oh how it sucks when we are without either.
6. My formal education. I seem to live the lessons I learned and practice nearly everyday to this day.
7. My college friends. Many remain and although we keep in touch too infrequently, they are thankfully always there.
8. The internet. Information, thoughts, opinions, images, answers, all available in an instant.
9. Being able to drive. I like being driven more because I can work on projects or take a snooze, but sometimes, even if gas is too expensive, the thrill and freedom of the road is unmistakable.
10. My talent for writing. Specifically my High School teachers who complimented me on my arguments, my structure, my poetry or my dialogue. (if not my spelling or my grammar)
11. Mr. H. The fact is, all but one of my math teachers were just the opposite; critical, mocking, unsupportive. Only Mr. H recognized efforts and progress, and for that I remain grateful.
12. My family heritage, although some remains a mystery, some has been laid out beautifully in my fathers’ memoir and serves as a splendid connection to the past.
13. To have been born and educated in Boston, birthplace of the nation, historic, beautiful, real and energizing.
14. To be living in paradise; it may not bring me the emphatic joy of home, but really, come January and February a sane man cannot complain.
15. To be American. I had no choice in the matter, but I’m glad others did and that their choices put me in this place at this time.
16. Mom’s Roast Beef Sunday dinners. Gravy, mashed potatoes, the dining room, mmmm mmmm. All meals are measured against these memories and none measure up.
17. That my children are healthy and smart and fun and strong of character already.
18. Working. Being employed often get’s overlooked until you aren’t. To not only be working, but to be working in a place with clear values and emotional commitment is a gift.
19. Bad bosses. I haven’t had many, but oh the things I learned about myself when I was working for them.
20. Guardian angels. I, friends and family members have, on numerous occasions, (some known, some we’ve been oblivious to) come perilously close to disaster only to be jolted to safely by miraculous intervention.
21. My spiritual journey. I am comfortable with my relationship with God and how I fit in the universe, and I’m grateful to be able to further explore it without persecution.
22. Minutemen. The real ones from Lexington and Concord and towns across New England who before the birth of this nation were ready and prepared to defend their beliefs with their own lives and without grandstanding.
23. Boston Sports Teams. The agony and ecstasy - anyone growing up with them have felt it all. They’ve helped men explore nearly every emotion.
24. My nano iPod. My wife got it for me on Valentine’s Day and it opened up a whole new world of music, podcasting and education.
25. My health. Even on the days I feel the worst, as though my world is collapsing, the systems have thankfully run properly.
26. New friends, who call me out when I am arrogant, lift me up when I am down and support me and all my endeavors.
27. That I tend to look forward more than back.
28. Suits that fit.
29. The joy family pets have brought through the years
30. Coffee….I still like tea…but over the last several years, I’ve fallen in love with coffee.
31. And almond croissants.
32. When people tell me they are touched in some way by my writing or by some counsel I provided them.
33. The Earth….I don’t do it often enough, but when you just sit and admire the place…it really is pretty cool.
34. The universe…as if the Earth wasn’t big enough; just contemplating the Universe and where we fit on it….simultaneously insignificant and all powerful.
35. The American flag. It’s a good looking flag.
36. Earl Nightingale, Denis Waitley and Ken Blanchard. I listened to tapes my father had at a young age and could have stopped there and have learned most of what I needed to know, but these authors in particular I listened to over and over again and they have directly and indirectly influenced my decisions and outlook on life.
37. All the things and people I missed mentioning. It’s easy to do if you limit yourself…but there is such abundance and opportunity to be grateful for everything.
38. The Muppet Show. Classic and guaranteed to make me laugh.
39. Music. I’m not an aficionado…but I always forget how mood altering it can be. Choose wisely.
40. You. Because you’ve taken the time to read this. Time being the greatest gift one can give another. Thank you for sharing this time with me.
My father told me, “thirty was the tough one, the rest are fun.” I remember my mother’s fortieth birthday party when we put forty candles on the cake. She was not happy with the inferno and disappeared for the rest of the night. I imagine forty strikes woman different.
I like the question, “How old would you be if you didn’t know your age?” That’s when the realization occurs that your age is revealed not by a number, but by an attitude.
It’s easy to get in a funk if you dwell on things that aren’t; that you wish were. It’s better to work toward the things you want. A colleague recently said with unintended wisdom, “Whatever we chose to do, let’s do that.” Indeed, it’s better to do something. So rather than wallow in the passage of time and goals not achieved by my unrealistic and self imposed clock, it strikes me that more good will come from taking stock and showing gratitude.
Here’s a great exercise for your birthday or anytime the mood strikes. Better yet, do it when you are in a foul mood because it will help turn you around. You don’t have to be hemmed in by your age; you can pick any number and just list the things you are grateful for. Here are mine.
40 Things I’m grateful for … in no particular order
1. The unconditional love, humor and strength of my wife.
2. The joy of my children, and the adventures they take me on.
3. The wisdom and humor of my parents. Unrelenting in times of trouble, curious, inquisitive, always learning and teaching; they have been and remain my heroes.
4. My siblings. I am the baby of the family so they have shown me right and wrong. They helped to teach me how to fish, to read, to drive and to laugh.
5. Running water and electricity. We take it for granted and oh how it sucks when we are without either.
6. My formal education. I seem to live the lessons I learned and practice nearly everyday to this day.
7. My college friends. Many remain and although we keep in touch too infrequently, they are thankfully always there.
8. The internet. Information, thoughts, opinions, images, answers, all available in an instant.
9. Being able to drive. I like being driven more because I can work on projects or take a snooze, but sometimes, even if gas is too expensive, the thrill and freedom of the road is unmistakable.
10. My talent for writing. Specifically my High School teachers who complimented me on my arguments, my structure, my poetry or my dialogue. (if not my spelling or my grammar)
11. Mr. H. The fact is, all but one of my math teachers were just the opposite; critical, mocking, unsupportive. Only Mr. H recognized efforts and progress, and for that I remain grateful.
12. My family heritage, although some remains a mystery, some has been laid out beautifully in my fathers’ memoir and serves as a splendid connection to the past.
13. To have been born and educated in Boston, birthplace of the nation, historic, beautiful, real and energizing.
14. To be living in paradise; it may not bring me the emphatic joy of home, but really, come January and February a sane man cannot complain.
15. To be American. I had no choice in the matter, but I’m glad others did and that their choices put me in this place at this time.
16. Mom’s Roast Beef Sunday dinners. Gravy, mashed potatoes, the dining room, mmmm mmmm. All meals are measured against these memories and none measure up.
17. That my children are healthy and smart and fun and strong of character already.
18. Working. Being employed often get’s overlooked until you aren’t. To not only be working, but to be working in a place with clear values and emotional commitment is a gift.
19. Bad bosses. I haven’t had many, but oh the things I learned about myself when I was working for them.
20. Guardian angels. I, friends and family members have, on numerous occasions, (some known, some we’ve been oblivious to) come perilously close to disaster only to be jolted to safely by miraculous intervention.
21. My spiritual journey. I am comfortable with my relationship with God and how I fit in the universe, and I’m grateful to be able to further explore it without persecution.
22. Minutemen. The real ones from Lexington and Concord and towns across New England who before the birth of this nation were ready and prepared to defend their beliefs with their own lives and without grandstanding.
23. Boston Sports Teams. The agony and ecstasy - anyone growing up with them have felt it all. They’ve helped men explore nearly every emotion.
24. My nano iPod. My wife got it for me on Valentine’s Day and it opened up a whole new world of music, podcasting and education.
25. My health. Even on the days I feel the worst, as though my world is collapsing, the systems have thankfully run properly.
26. New friends, who call me out when I am arrogant, lift me up when I am down and support me and all my endeavors.
27. That I tend to look forward more than back.
28. Suits that fit.
29. The joy family pets have brought through the years
30. Coffee….I still like tea…but over the last several years, I’ve fallen in love with coffee.
31. And almond croissants.
32. When people tell me they are touched in some way by my writing or by some counsel I provided them.
33. The Earth….I don’t do it often enough, but when you just sit and admire the place…it really is pretty cool.
34. The universe…as if the Earth wasn’t big enough; just contemplating the Universe and where we fit on it….simultaneously insignificant and all powerful.
35. The American flag. It’s a good looking flag.
36. Earl Nightingale, Denis Waitley and Ken Blanchard. I listened to tapes my father had at a young age and could have stopped there and have learned most of what I needed to know, but these authors in particular I listened to over and over again and they have directly and indirectly influenced my decisions and outlook on life.
37. All the things and people I missed mentioning. It’s easy to do if you limit yourself…but there is such abundance and opportunity to be grateful for everything.
38. The Muppet Show. Classic and guaranteed to make me laugh.
39. Music. I’m not an aficionado…but I always forget how mood altering it can be. Choose wisely.
40. You. Because you’ve taken the time to read this. Time being the greatest gift one can give another. Thank you for sharing this time with me.
40 Things I'm Grateful For
On this day forty years ago I was born and this date has been wrecking havoc with me for eighteen months or so. Mid-life crisis? Seems too soon for that, and I haven’t shopped for a little red car yet. The temples have grayed and the belly has expanded a wee bit and the realization that I now enter a new demographic has been hard. Just when do those AARP newsletters start coming around? I have discovered two groups of people. Those under forty who think I’m old and those over forty who are nearly giddy about my youth.
My father told me, “thirty was the tough one, the rest are fun.” I remember my mother’s fortieth birthday party when we put forty candles on the cake. She was not happy with the inferno and disappeared for the rest of the night. I imagine forty strikes woman different.
I like the question, “How old would you be if you didn’t know your age?” That’s when the realization occurs that your age is revealed not by a number, but by an attitude.
It’s easy to get in a funk if you dwell on things that aren’t; that you wish were. It’s better to work toward the things you want. A colleague recently said with unintended wisdom, “Whatever we chose to do, let’s do that.” Indeed, it’s better to do something. So rather than wallow in the passage of time and goals not achieved by my unrealistic and self imposed clock, it strikes me that more good will come from taking stock and showing gratitude.
Here’s a great exercise for your birthday or anytime the mood strikes. Better yet, do it when you are in a foul mood because it will help turn you around. You don’t have to be hemmed in by your age; you can pick any number and just list the things you are grateful for. Here are mine.
40 Things I’m grateful for … in no particular order
1. The unconditional love, humor and strength of my wife.
2. The joy of my children, and the adventures they take me on.
3. The wisdom and humor of my parents. Unrelenting in times of trouble, curious, inquisitive, always learning and teaching; they have been and remain my heroes.
4. My siblings. I am the baby of the family so they have shown me right and wrong. They helped to teach me how to fish, to read, to drive and to laugh.
5. Running water and electricity. We take it for granted and oh how it sucks when we are without either.
6. My formal education. I seem to live the lessons I learned and practice nearly everyday to this day.
7. My college friends. Many remain and although we keep in touch too infrequently, they are thankfully always there.
8. The internet. Information, thoughts, opinions, images, answers, all available in an instant.
9. Being able to drive. I like being driven more because I can work on projects or take a snooze, but sometimes, even if gas is too expensive, the thrill and freedom of the road is unmistakable.
10. My talent for writing. Specifically my High School teachers who complimented me on my arguments, my structure, my poetry or my dialogue. (if not my spelling or my grammar)
11. Mr. H. The fact is, all but one of my math teachers were just the opposite; critical, mocking, unsupportive. Only Mr. H recognized efforts and progress, and for that I remain grateful.
12. My family heritage, although some remains a mystery, some has been laid out beautifully in my fathers’ memoir and serves as a splendid connection to the past.
13. To have been born and educated in Boston, birthplace of the nation, historic, beautiful, real and energizing.
14. To be living in paradise; it may not bring me the emphatic joy of home, but really, come January and February a sane man cannot complain.
15. To be American. I had no choice in the matter, but I’m glad others did and that their choices put me in this place at this time.
16. Mom’s Roast Beef Sunday dinners. Gravy, mashed potatoes, the dining room, mmmm mmmm. All meals are measured against these memories and none measure up.
17. That my children are healthy and smart and fun and strong of character already.
18. Working. Being employed often get’s overlooked until you aren’t. To not only be working, but to be working in a place with clear values and emotional commitment is a gift.
19. Bad bosses. I haven’t had many, but oh the things I learned about myself when I was working for them.
20. Guardian angels. I, friends and family members have, on numerous occasions, (some known, some we’ve been oblivious to) come perilously close to disaster only to be jolted to safely by miraculous intervention.
21. My spiritual journey. I am comfortable with my relationship with God and how I fit in the universe, and I’m grateful to be able to further explore it without persecution.
22. Minutemen. The real ones from Lexington and Concord and towns across New England who before the birth of this nation were ready and prepared to defend their beliefs with their own lives and without grandstanding.
23. Boston Sports Teams. The agony and ecstasy - anyone growing up with them have felt it all. They’ve helped men explore nearly every emotion.
24. My nano iPod. My wife got it for me on Valentine’s Day and it opened up a whole new world of music, podcasting and education.
25. My health. Even on the days I feel the worst, as though my world is collapsing, the systems have thankfully run properly.
26. New friends, who call me out when I am arrogant, lift me up when I am down and support me and all my endeavors.
27. That I tend to look forward more than back.
28. Suits that fit.
29. The joy family pets have brought through the years
30. Coffee….I still like tea…but over the last several years, I’ve fallen in love with coffee.
31. And almond croissants.
32. When people tell me they are touched in some way by my writing or by some counsel I provided them.
33. The Earth….I don’t do it often enough, but when you just sit and admire the place…it really is pretty cool.
34. The universe…as if the Earth wasn’t big enough; just contemplating the Universe and where we fit on it….simultaneously insignificant and all powerful.
35. The American flag. It’s a good looking flag.
36. Earl Nightingale, Denis Waitley and Ken Blanchard. I listened to tapes my father had at a young age and could have stopped there and have learned most of what I needed to know, but these authors in particular I listened to over and over again and they have directly and indirectly influenced my decisions and outlook on life.
37. All the things and people I missed mentioning. It’s easy to do if you limit yourself…but there is such abundance and opportunity to be grateful for everything.
38. The Muppet Show. Classic and guaranteed to make me laugh.
39. Music. I’m not an aficionado…but I always forget how mood altering it can be. Choose wisely.
40. You. Because you’ve taken the time to read this. Time being the greatest gift one can give another. Thank you for sharing this time with me.
My father told me, “thirty was the tough one, the rest are fun.” I remember my mother’s fortieth birthday party when we put forty candles on the cake. She was not happy with the inferno and disappeared for the rest of the night. I imagine forty strikes woman different.
I like the question, “How old would you be if you didn’t know your age?” That’s when the realization occurs that your age is revealed not by a number, but by an attitude.
It’s easy to get in a funk if you dwell on things that aren’t; that you wish were. It’s better to work toward the things you want. A colleague recently said with unintended wisdom, “Whatever we chose to do, let’s do that.” Indeed, it’s better to do something. So rather than wallow in the passage of time and goals not achieved by my unrealistic and self imposed clock, it strikes me that more good will come from taking stock and showing gratitude.
Here’s a great exercise for your birthday or anytime the mood strikes. Better yet, do it when you are in a foul mood because it will help turn you around. You don’t have to be hemmed in by your age; you can pick any number and just list the things you are grateful for. Here are mine.
40 Things I’m grateful for … in no particular order
1. The unconditional love, humor and strength of my wife.
2. The joy of my children, and the adventures they take me on.
3. The wisdom and humor of my parents. Unrelenting in times of trouble, curious, inquisitive, always learning and teaching; they have been and remain my heroes.
4. My siblings. I am the baby of the family so they have shown me right and wrong. They helped to teach me how to fish, to read, to drive and to laugh.
5. Running water and electricity. We take it for granted and oh how it sucks when we are without either.
6. My formal education. I seem to live the lessons I learned and practice nearly everyday to this day.
7. My college friends. Many remain and although we keep in touch too infrequently, they are thankfully always there.
8. The internet. Information, thoughts, opinions, images, answers, all available in an instant.
9. Being able to drive. I like being driven more because I can work on projects or take a snooze, but sometimes, even if gas is too expensive, the thrill and freedom of the road is unmistakable.
10. My talent for writing. Specifically my High School teachers who complimented me on my arguments, my structure, my poetry or my dialogue. (if not my spelling or my grammar)
11. Mr. H. The fact is, all but one of my math teachers were just the opposite; critical, mocking, unsupportive. Only Mr. H recognized efforts and progress, and for that I remain grateful.
12. My family heritage, although some remains a mystery, some has been laid out beautifully in my fathers’ memoir and serves as a splendid connection to the past.
13. To have been born and educated in Boston, birthplace of the nation, historic, beautiful, real and energizing.
14. To be living in paradise; it may not bring me the emphatic joy of home, but really, come January and February a sane man cannot complain.
15. To be American. I had no choice in the matter, but I’m glad others did and that their choices put me in this place at this time.
16. Mom’s Roast Beef Sunday dinners. Gravy, mashed potatoes, the dining room, mmmm mmmm. All meals are measured against these memories and none measure up.
17. That my children are healthy and smart and fun and strong of character already.
18. Working. Being employed often get’s overlooked until you aren’t. To not only be working, but to be working in a place with clear values and emotional commitment is a gift.
19. Bad bosses. I haven’t had many, but oh the things I learned about myself when I was working for them.
20. Guardian angels. I, friends and family members have, on numerous occasions, (some known, some we’ve been oblivious to) come perilously close to disaster only to be jolted to safely by miraculous intervention.
21. My spiritual journey. I am comfortable with my relationship with God and how I fit in the universe, and I’m grateful to be able to further explore it without persecution.
22. Minutemen. The real ones from Lexington and Concord and towns across New England who before the birth of this nation were ready and prepared to defend their beliefs with their own lives and without grandstanding.
23. Boston Sports Teams. The agony and ecstasy - anyone growing up with them have felt it all. They’ve helped men explore nearly every emotion.
24. My nano iPod. My wife got it for me on Valentine’s Day and it opened up a whole new world of music, podcasting and education.
25. My health. Even on the days I feel the worst, as though my world is collapsing, the systems have thankfully run properly.
26. New friends, who call me out when I am arrogant, lift me up when I am down and support me and all my endeavors.
27. That I tend to look forward more than back.
28. Suits that fit.
29. The joy family pets have brought through the years
30. Coffee….I still like tea…but over the last several years, I’ve fallen in love with coffee.
31. And almond croissants.
32. When people tell me they are touched in some way by my writing or by some counsel I provided them.
33. The Earth….I don’t do it often enough, but when you just sit and admire the place…it really is pretty cool.
34. The universe…as if the Earth wasn’t big enough; just contemplating the Universe and where we fit on it….simultaneously insignificant and all powerful.
35. The American flag. It’s a good looking flag.
36. Earl Nightingale, Denis Waitley and Ken Blanchard. I listened to tapes my father had at a young age and could have stopped there and have learned most of what I needed to know, but these authors in particular I listened to over and over again and they have directly and indirectly influenced my decisions and outlook on life.
37. All the things and people I missed mentioning. It’s easy to do if you limit yourself…but there is such abundance and opportunity to be grateful for everything.
38. The Muppet Show. Classic and guaranteed to make me laugh.
39. Music. I’m not an aficionado…but I always forget how mood altering it can be. Choose wisely.
40. You. Because you’ve taken the time to read this. Time being the greatest gift one can give another. Thank you for sharing this time with me.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Wisdom from the Father and Son (Original 10/16/05)
It was an interesting question and I must admit I wasn't particularly happy with the answer I came up with. I didn't think I reminded myself very often if at all, and that seemed like something I should rectify, but I wasn't sure how.
When I returned to my office I scoured my desktop for some icon that could act as an unobtrusive spiritual symbol. My laptop, docking station and monitor took a vast amount or real estate. Stacks of papers to file, act on or route robbed even more. What little shelf space I had was committed to books and business tchochkies. Before long, pressing matters tore me away from my search.
While at home my young son, to his great amusement, continued to pick up and throw rubber balls at me. This was a fun game we had been playing for several days but in a flash it became much more significant. As he ran after me, arm cocked and ready to catapult another ball toward me, he gleefully said, "Here Daddy, here." At that moment I interpreted what he was saying as, "Hear Daddy, hear."
Instantly I recalled back a few years to a joyful family reunion. The occasion was my father's birthday, (for that matter, my daughter's too.) He rose to give a little speech, a recollection of what someone had shared with him as a younger man. He said words to the effect,
"In life we find ourselves juggling any number of balls in different sizes. There is career, finances, health, perhaps new business ventures, schooling or needless worrying. All of these things are made of rubber. If one drops because of neglect or a miscalculation, it can bounce back. However, there is one ball that represents family and it is made of crystal. This ball requires the most vigilant attention, because if it should fall due to neglect or miscalculation it will shatter and can not be replaced."
With moistness in my eyes I gave my surprised son a big hug before he could pelt me with another ball.
On my desk sits a picture of my family. Alongside of it I have placed a rubber ball I tend to throw or squeeze when the day turns tense. The two items work in concert to remind me that God is indeed present and he came to me through my father and my son.
It has been nearly three years since I first scribed those words. My son continues to throw balls at me; with greater accuracy. My father continues to provide wisdom, often in ways he may never fully appreciate. The rubber ball still sits at my desk and is frequently bounced in moments of contemplation.
During one of those moments of contemplation I received a call from the coordinator of the
- What does my work mean when all is said and done?
- How do I find and establish my moral compass in a world of competing values?
- How can I make tough choices with a clear conscience and a sense of peace?
- Integrity in the workplace; Do we practice what we preach?
- And is the world a better place for our having been here?
Many believe a well lived life is one that balances work, family, finances, health, hobbies and spirituality. To me, the effective leader doesn't delineate those areas of life, they incorporate them. We saw an example of this played out publicly this past Father's Day weekend as the nation mourned the loss of Tim Russert, one of
Please check out the program www.sandiego.edu/ccs for more details.
Let me know you registered for this unique experience and I'll send you my latest book, "How to Stay When you Want to Quit: re-scripting your life from whiner to winner" as a congratulations gift.
Wisdom from the Father and Son (Original 10/16/05)
It was an interesting question and I must admit I wasn't particularly happy with the answer I came up with. I didn't think I reminded myself very often if at all, and that seemed like something I should rectify, but I wasn't sure how.
When I returned to my office I scoured my desktop for some icon that could act as an unobtrusive spiritual symbol. My laptop, docking station and monitor took a vast amount or real estate. Stacks of papers to file, act on or route robbed even more. What little shelf space I had was committed to books and business tchochkies. Before long, pressing matters tore me away from my search.
While at home my young son, to his great amusement, continued to pick up and throw rubber balls at me. This was a fun game we had been playing for several days but in a flash it became much more significant. As he ran after me, arm cocked and ready to catapult another ball toward me, he gleefully said, "Here Daddy, here." At that moment I interpreted what he was saying as, "Hear Daddy, hear."
Instantly I recalled back a few years to a joyful family reunion. The occasion was my father's birthday, (for that matter, my daughter's too.) He rose to give a little speech, a recollection of what someone had shared with him as a younger man. He said words to the effect,
"In life we find ourselves juggling any number of balls in different sizes. There is career, finances, health, perhaps new business ventures, schooling or needless worrying. All of these things are made of rubber. If one drops because of neglect or a miscalculation, it can bounce back. However, there is one ball that represents family and it is made of crystal. This ball requires the most vigilant attention, because if it should fall due to neglect or miscalculation it will shatter and can not be replaced."
With moistness in my eyes I gave my surprised son a big hug before he could pelt me with another ball.
On my desk sits a picture of my family. Alongside of it I have placed a rubber ball I tend to throw or squeeze when the day turns tense. The two items work in concert to remind me that God is indeed present and he came to me through my father and my son.
It has been nearly three years since I first scribed those words. My son continues to throw balls at me; with greater accuracy. My father continues to provide wisdom, often in ways he may never fully appreciate. The rubber ball still sits at my desk and is frequently bounced in moments of contemplation.
During one of those moments of contemplation I received a call from the coordinator of the
- What does my work mean when all is said and done?
- How do I find and establish my moral compass in a world of competing values?
- How can I make tough choices with a clear conscience and a sense of peace?
- Integrity in the workplace; Do we practice what we preach?
- And is the world a better place for our having been here?
Many believe a well lived life is one that balances work, family, finances, health, hobbies and spirituality. To me, the effective leader doesn't delineate those areas of life, they incorporate them. We saw an example of this played out publicly this past Father's Day weekend as the nation mourned the loss of Tim Russert, one of
Please check out the program www.sandiego.edu/ccs for more details.
Let me know you registered for this unique experience and I'll send you my latest book, "How to Stay When you Want to Quit: re-scripting your life from whiner to winner" as a congratulations gift.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Any, All, Always and Never_ROL#9 Show Notes
Too long of an hiatus from the podcast and a promise of more regular installments.
Announced the new book "How to Stay When You Want to Quit; Re-scripting your life from whiner to winner
Will podcast on chapters of "Pushing Back the Ocean; Tide Turning Leadership Lessons" in the near future.
Take a look at a new product, the Disposable Journal and be a part of the feedback program.
Is using any, all, always and never leadership laziness?
Audio Comment Line 1-206-333-0968
Announced the new book "How to Stay When You Want to Quit; Re-scripting your life from whiner to winner
Will podcast on chapters of "Pushing Back the Ocean; Tide Turning Leadership Lessons" in the near future.
Take a look at a new product, the Disposable Journal and be a part of the feedback program.
Is using any, all, always and never leadership laziness?
Audio Comment Line 1-206-333-0968
Any, All, Always and Never_ROL#9 Show Notes
Too long of an hiatus from the podcast and a promise of more regular installments.
Announced the new book "How to Stay When You Want to Quit; Re-scripting your life from whiner to winner
Will podcast on chapters of "Pushing Back the Ocean; Tide Turning Leadership Lessons" in the near future.
Take a look at a new product, the Disposable Journal and be a part of the feedback program.
Is using any, all, always and never leadership laziness?
Audio Comment Line 1-206-333-0968
Announced the new book "How to Stay When You Want to Quit; Re-scripting your life from whiner to winner
Will podcast on chapters of "Pushing Back the Ocean; Tide Turning Leadership Lessons" in the near future.
Take a look at a new product, the Disposable Journal and be a part of the feedback program.
Is using any, all, always and never leadership laziness?
Audio Comment Line 1-206-333-0968
Saturday, July 19, 2008
How to Stay When You Want to Quit - Released!
I'm pleased to announce the launching of my new book, "How to Stay When You Want to Quit; Rescripting your life from whinner to winner""For all the little engines who have run out of steam. Take this book to the depot and rebuild your momentum."
This is a story about two friends, Max and Madeline, who are pressing hard at their careers. Madeline is fortunate in she is now working with a great boss who has mentored and challenged her to be her best. Unfortunately, Max has had the opposite experience. He has been through a heavy rotation of managers, many of whom spoke a good game but never really showed up to play. The most noticeable difference between them is that Madeline, although not yet in her ideal job, loves the journey, while Max is miserable in his voyage.
Read on to learn how Madeline takes what she has learned and helps Max turn his attitude and his life around. You may pick up a few tips you could use to help bring positive action to people who are disillusioned in their jobs, even if that person is you.
ISBN: 978-1-4357-3847-8
Publisher: Lulu.com
Rights Owner: BimMedia
Copyright: © 2008 Karl Bimshas Standard Copyright License
Language: English
Country: United States
How to Stay When You Want to Quit - Released!
I'm pleased to announce the launching of my new book, "How to Stay When You Want to Quit; Rescripting your life from whinner to winner""For all the little engines who have run out of steam. Take this book to the depot and rebuild your momentum."
This is a story about two friends, Max and Madeline, who are pressing hard at their careers. Madeline is fortunate in she is now working with a great boss who has mentored and challenged her to be her best. Unfortunately, Max has had the opposite experience. He has been through a heavy rotation of managers, many of whom spoke a good game but never really showed up to play. The most noticeable difference between them is that Madeline, although not yet in her ideal job, loves the journey, while Max is miserable in his voyage.
Read on to learn how Madeline takes what she has learned and helps Max turn his attitude and his life around. You may pick up a few tips you could use to help bring positive action to people who are disillusioned in their jobs, even if that person is you.
ISBN: 978-1-4357-3847-8
Publisher: Lulu.com
Rights Owner: BimMedia
Copyright: © 2008 Karl Bimshas Standard Copyright License
Language: English
Country: United States
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Halftime
It’s official, the first half of 2008 in in the books. Here are some of the things going on in my neck of the woods at halftime that you may be interested to know.
First, “How to Stay When you Want to Quit: Re-scripting your life from whiner to winner” will soon be available via Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble and other fine booksellers. This is the second book in the New to Leadership / Leadership Renewal series. If you’re interested in it or want to be notified when it’s available, send me an email: Karl@Karlbimshas.com
Meanwhile, “Pushing Back the Ocean: Tide Turning Leadership Lessons” is available worldwide on Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble, Borders, Target.com and many other sites. Just go to Google or follow this link:
Please feel free to rate it at any site you visit.
Many people have bought the book as a graduation gift. It’s a quick read, and like a gemstone, small and valuable as a great pick me up for your team. For fun check out the three minute YouTube Video
Second, I’ve been reinventing some of the existing blogs to act as a better companion for the Reflection on Leadership podcast available on iTunes.
It’s all in the infancy stage and as you know “it takes a village”, and its development and growth would certainly be enhanced by your participation, suggestions and support, so please join the conversation. You can also add an audio comment by calling 206.333.096.
Third, BimMedia has set up shop in Second Life, the five year old metaverse or virtual world. If you’re a resident of Second Life you can visit Bimmy's, the Lounge for Writers, the conference room and other virtual enhancements at:BimMedia SLurl
Fourth, if you or someone you know is looking for assistance in setting six month goals get in touch with me. Not only do I have a genuine interest in what you're working on, I may be able to help you commit to achieving them.
Your feedback is important to me, and if you have the chance, or inclination, your recommendation on my LinkedIn profile would be much appreciated. LinkedIn
Finally, if you haven't already, checkout a couple of the free tools available on lulu.com. In particular take a look at the 4 10s Challenge. The 4 10s Challenge
As we enter the second half of the year it can help you get back on
track. (Do you even remember your resolutions from January?)
Keep Smiling.
Halftime
It’s official, the first half of 2008 in in the books. Here are some of the things going on in my neck of the woods at halftime that you may be interested to know.
First, “How to Stay When you Want to Quit: Re-scripting your life from whiner to winner” will soon be available via Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble and other fine booksellers. This is the second book in the New to Leadership / Leadership Renewal series. If you’re interested in it or want to be notified when it’s available, send me an email: Karl@Karlbimshas.com
Meanwhile, “Pushing Back the Ocean: Tide Turning Leadership Lessons” is available worldwide on Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble, Borders, Target.com and many other sites. Just go to Google or follow this link:
Please feel free to rate it at any site you visit.
Many people have bought the book as a graduation gift. It’s a quick read, and like a gemstone, small and valuable as a great pick me up for your team. For fun check out the three minute YouTube Video
Second, I’ve been reinventing some of the existing blogs to act as a better companion for the Reflection on Leadership podcast available on iTunes.
It’s all in the infancy stage and as you know “it takes a village”, and its development and growth would certainly be enhanced by your participation, suggestions and support, so please join the conversation. You can also add an audio comment by calling 206.333.096.
Third, BimMedia has set up shop in Second Life, the five year old metaverse or virtual world. If you’re a resident of Second Life you can visit Bimmy's, the Lounge for Writers, the conference room and other virtual enhancements at:BimMedia SLurl
Fourth, if you or someone you know is looking for assistance in setting six month goals get in touch with me. Not only do I have a genuine interest in what you're working on, I may be able to help you commit to achieving them.
Your feedback is important to me, and if you have the chance, or inclination, your recommendation on my LinkedIn profile would be much appreciated. LinkedIn
Finally, if you haven't already, checkout a couple of the free tools available on lulu.com. In particular take a look at the 4 10s Challenge. The 4 10s Challenge
As we enter the second half of the year it can help you get back on
track. (Do you even remember your resolutions from January?)
Keep Smiling.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Can Gen X Lead?
I posted this question on LinkedIN earlier in the week and have been getting some great responses.
"Do you feel those in Generation X (let’s say the core being born between 1965-1975) now aged 33-43 are not willing to accept leadership challenges?
Every generation is often critical of the preceding and the next. There seems to be a fair number of editorials and frustrations that state either this generation is not accepting the mantle of leadership in society, or is not being offered it as Boomers are hanging on tighter and Gen Y has greater enthusiasm.
It strikes me that the combination of new media (web 2.0) and the rapidly changing world, the environment is rich for Gen X style leadership. Are they reluctant or just still misunderstood?
If you are from this generation, do you want to lead, or do you feel burdened by it?"
What do you think? Join the conversation.
"Do you feel those in Generation X (let’s say the core being born between 1965-1975) now aged 33-43 are not willing to accept leadership challenges?
Every generation is often critical of the preceding and the next. There seems to be a fair number of editorials and frustrations that state either this generation is not accepting the mantle of leadership in society, or is not being offered it as Boomers are hanging on tighter and Gen Y has greater enthusiasm.
It strikes me that the combination of new media (web 2.0) and the rapidly changing world, the environment is rich for Gen X style leadership. Are they reluctant or just still misunderstood?
If you are from this generation, do you want to lead, or do you feel burdened by it?"
What do you think? Join the conversation.
Can Gen X Lead?
I posted this question on LinkedIN earlier in the week and have been getting some great responses.
"Do you feel those in Generation X (let’s say the core being born between 1965-1975) now aged 33-43 are not willing to accept leadership challenges?
Every generation is often critical of the preceding and the next. There seems to be a fair number of editorials and frustrations that state either this generation is not accepting the mantle of leadership in society, or is not being offered it as Boomers are hanging on tighter and Gen Y has greater enthusiasm.
It strikes me that the combination of new media (web 2.0) and the rapidly changing world, the environment is rich for Gen X style leadership. Are they reluctant or just still misunderstood?
If you are from this generation, do you want to lead, or do you feel burdened by it?"
What do you think? Join the conversation.
"Do you feel those in Generation X (let’s say the core being born between 1965-1975) now aged 33-43 are not willing to accept leadership challenges?
Every generation is often critical of the preceding and the next. There seems to be a fair number of editorials and frustrations that state either this generation is not accepting the mantle of leadership in society, or is not being offered it as Boomers are hanging on tighter and Gen Y has greater enthusiasm.
It strikes me that the combination of new media (web 2.0) and the rapidly changing world, the environment is rich for Gen X style leadership. Are they reluctant or just still misunderstood?
If you are from this generation, do you want to lead, or do you feel burdened by it?"
What do you think? Join the conversation.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
On Sincerity (Repost from 11/13/05)
Practice what you preach. Act with integrity. These phrases are thrown about frequently along with words like genuine, credible, authentic, sincere.
In the days of the Roman Empire potters and sculptors would fill cracks or imperfections in their work with wax, then glaze it over before selling them at market. When I first heard this, I imagined these beautiful pieces eventually weeping during the heat of the day, the wax melting under the sun, God’s spotlight. When a piece of work was flawless, or the craftsman one of high integrity, a seal was placed on it that read, “sine cere”, a Latin term meaning, “without wax.” These were obviously the most desirable pieces and held up under the toughest of scrutiny.
How often do people today live with sincerity, without wax? It’s easy to impugn public officials; sadly many have not performed well under the spotlight. However, looking inward, I recognize I too have been lax.
In an effort to improve efficiency with my team at work, I have insisted on certain process steps be followed. Yet as I reflect, in expediency, I myself have failed to follow those steps. At home, I have lamented the children to sit up straight, only to later find myself slouching on the couch, mouth agape, staring into the television. How often have others told their kids to clean their rooms only to find stacks of papers, post-its and books strewn about their own office? And how many have shouted, “Stop yelling, it’s not polite.”
Do as I say, not as I do. That’s practicing hypocrisy, not integrity. Others could easily reply, “I can’t hear what you’re saying, your actions speak so loudly.”
Some seem to live by what Jack Canfield calls the 18/40/60 Rule. At eighteen, you think everyone is looking at you. At forty, you don’t care who is looking at you. At sixty, you realize, no one was looking at you. There may be truth to that, but if you are a leader, people are looking at you. They are looking at your imperfections, your weaknesses and your ability to handle obstacles.
I believe if you know your mission and your core values and if you live on purpose and if, as Ken Blanchard says, “you are committed to your commitments”, then you are acting with authenticity. There may be flaws or cracks -- resist the urge to fill them with wax. Instead, think like Michelangelo, rather than hiding any blemishes, keep them exposed and work them into the final piece of art, your life and you will have lived with integrity.
In the days of the Roman Empire potters and sculptors would fill cracks or imperfections in their work with wax, then glaze it over before selling them at market. When I first heard this, I imagined these beautiful pieces eventually weeping during the heat of the day, the wax melting under the sun, God’s spotlight. When a piece of work was flawless, or the craftsman one of high integrity, a seal was placed on it that read, “sine cere”, a Latin term meaning, “without wax.” These were obviously the most desirable pieces and held up under the toughest of scrutiny.
How often do people today live with sincerity, without wax? It’s easy to impugn public officials; sadly many have not performed well under the spotlight. However, looking inward, I recognize I too have been lax.
In an effort to improve efficiency with my team at work, I have insisted on certain process steps be followed. Yet as I reflect, in expediency, I myself have failed to follow those steps. At home, I have lamented the children to sit up straight, only to later find myself slouching on the couch, mouth agape, staring into the television. How often have others told their kids to clean their rooms only to find stacks of papers, post-its and books strewn about their own office? And how many have shouted, “Stop yelling, it’s not polite.”
Do as I say, not as I do. That’s practicing hypocrisy, not integrity. Others could easily reply, “I can’t hear what you’re saying, your actions speak so loudly.”
Some seem to live by what Jack Canfield calls the 18/40/60 Rule. At eighteen, you think everyone is looking at you. At forty, you don’t care who is looking at you. At sixty, you realize, no one was looking at you. There may be truth to that, but if you are a leader, people are looking at you. They are looking at your imperfections, your weaknesses and your ability to handle obstacles.
I believe if you know your mission and your core values and if you live on purpose and if, as Ken Blanchard says, “you are committed to your commitments”, then you are acting with authenticity. There may be flaws or cracks -- resist the urge to fill them with wax. Instead, think like Michelangelo, rather than hiding any blemishes, keep them exposed and work them into the final piece of art, your life and you will have lived with integrity.
On Sincerity (Repost from 11/13/05)
Practice what you preach. Act with integrity. These phrases are thrown about frequently along with words like genuine, credible, authentic, sincere.
In the days of the Roman Empire potters and sculptors would fill cracks or imperfections in their work with wax, then glaze it over before selling them at market. When I first heard this, I imagined these beautiful pieces eventually weeping during the heat of the day, the wax melting under the sun, God’s spotlight. When a piece of work was flawless, or the craftsman one of high integrity, a seal was placed on it that read, “sine cere”, a Latin term meaning, “without wax.” These were obviously the most desirable pieces and held up under the toughest of scrutiny.
How often do people today live with sincerity, without wax? It’s easy to impugn public officials; sadly many have not performed well under the spotlight. However, looking inward, I recognize I too have been lax.
In an effort to improve efficiency with my team at work, I have insisted on certain process steps be followed. Yet as I reflect, in expediency, I myself have failed to follow those steps. At home, I have lamented the children to sit up straight, only to later find myself slouching on the couch, mouth agape, staring into the television. How often have others told their kids to clean their rooms only to find stacks of papers, post-its and books strewn about their own office? And how many have shouted, “Stop yelling, it’s not polite.”
Do as I say, not as I do. That’s practicing hypocrisy, not integrity. Others could easily reply, “I can’t hear what you’re saying, your actions speak so loudly.”
Some seem to live by what Jack Canfield calls the 18/40/60 Rule. At eighteen, you think everyone is looking at you. At forty, you don’t care who is looking at you. At sixty, you realize, no one was looking at you. There may be truth to that, but if you are a leader, people are looking at you. They are looking at your imperfections, your weaknesses and your ability to handle obstacles.
I believe if you know your mission and your core values and if you live on purpose and if, as Ken Blanchard says, “you are committed to your commitments”, then you are acting with authenticity. There may be flaws or cracks -- resist the urge to fill them with wax. Instead, think like Michelangelo, rather than hiding any blemishes, keep them exposed and work them into the final piece of art, your life and you will have lived with integrity.
In the days of the Roman Empire potters and sculptors would fill cracks or imperfections in their work with wax, then glaze it over before selling them at market. When I first heard this, I imagined these beautiful pieces eventually weeping during the heat of the day, the wax melting under the sun, God’s spotlight. When a piece of work was flawless, or the craftsman one of high integrity, a seal was placed on it that read, “sine cere”, a Latin term meaning, “without wax.” These were obviously the most desirable pieces and held up under the toughest of scrutiny.
How often do people today live with sincerity, without wax? It’s easy to impugn public officials; sadly many have not performed well under the spotlight. However, looking inward, I recognize I too have been lax.
In an effort to improve efficiency with my team at work, I have insisted on certain process steps be followed. Yet as I reflect, in expediency, I myself have failed to follow those steps. At home, I have lamented the children to sit up straight, only to later find myself slouching on the couch, mouth agape, staring into the television. How often have others told their kids to clean their rooms only to find stacks of papers, post-its and books strewn about their own office? And how many have shouted, “Stop yelling, it’s not polite.”
Do as I say, not as I do. That’s practicing hypocrisy, not integrity. Others could easily reply, “I can’t hear what you’re saying, your actions speak so loudly.”
Some seem to live by what Jack Canfield calls the 18/40/60 Rule. At eighteen, you think everyone is looking at you. At forty, you don’t care who is looking at you. At sixty, you realize, no one was looking at you. There may be truth to that, but if you are a leader, people are looking at you. They are looking at your imperfections, your weaknesses and your ability to handle obstacles.
I believe if you know your mission and your core values and if you live on purpose and if, as Ken Blanchard says, “you are committed to your commitments”, then you are acting with authenticity. There may be flaws or cracks -- resist the urge to fill them with wax. Instead, think like Michelangelo, rather than hiding any blemishes, keep them exposed and work them into the final piece of art, your life and you will have lived with integrity.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)