Ten Things I Learned This Year
It is possible to employ empathy and compassion in the better building of a business. Another way to know this is to know that fear drives ruthlessness and knowing one’s self makes it impossible to be almost anything but compassionate. Those who can’t find compassion for themselves, once they know themselves, have a hard time staying here. I run a little business that is potentially under threat by much bigger entities, but by staying focused inside – on my staff, my performance, my goals, I allow those outside threats to try to keep up with my better place to work.
Falling is a necessary part of walking. My son will happily fall 50 times if he believes he is still on a reasonable path to somewhere…anywhere. When did I last fail 50 times and continue on? When did I forget that the path to success runs (or stumbles) through the land of failure.
If I hear “All done!” and I fail to remove the plate from the high chair, I can reasonably expect whatever is on the tray to hit the fridge or the floor. In other, words, believe it when I hear someone say something, even it it doesn’t fit with what I think should be. Recently a colleague at work said something outrageous about being unwilling to care for a sick patient. I was literally incredulous, but there it was. It was true, and the plate hit the floor.
The love of my little family has made me softer, better, less of a jerk sometimes and more willing to see the world through the eyes of all the people who care for their kids, sacrifice their free time to raise them, work their asses off to be with them, and go to bed tired and wondering if it is enough.
It is enough. (I haven’t learned this, but I am hoping to.)
I still need time for me. Funny part of that is that if I know I have asked for time and I have it, I need less than if I feel like I am having to swindle it away. No one in my life is keeping me from it. I make up little games that I don’t have enough so that I can plan these capers to get more. My plans, however, don’t make sense, because almost always I can get what I need. It is like showing up to rob a bank and finding the money ready for me in a little red wagon. I spend year after year learning this lesson.
The brain of a toddler is infinitely capable and it is humbling.
The brain of a toddler is infinitely insatiable and it is annoying.
The heart of a toddler is infinite.
I have lived something that I believed: if I am connected to my heart and I have the help of even one person, I can go through very deep water. Thank you, Rose.
That’s 10. But like any good rock star, here is an encore.
Composition and curiosity are my best photographic skills. I knew I had some skill with photography, but I can now say what I like about my photos. I think that I am willing to take pictures of things that don’t matter and compose the picture so that it brings beauty to me, maybe to you too. This pumpkin, a twig, a blank ocean, a wall – all just this week. I like the moments in the gaps. Even for still life’s there are moments between. For every moment there is a moment between.
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