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Free to a Good Home – Dreams

Free to a Good Home – Dreams

I’ve been cleaning out my closet. And I’m getting rid of a lot. Of dreams. Not because they are too big. Not because they are too small either. But because they aren’t right for me. Here we are, about to begin another year. Arguably, we begin a new year every day. But we, the “civilized people of the Western World” have chosen to designate January 1 as the beginning of a New Year, and it’s as good a date as any to spend in celebration and contemplation. (Side note: birthdays are also good. Sundays too. As are Wednesdays and anniversaries and days of no consequence whatsoever except that they are your days to do with as you choose.) So, in this week of celebration and contemplation leading up to the magical moment when the clock is reset and time begins anew, I spent some time reviewing my dreams. They looked a lot like my closet often looks – some spots on the rack crowded with bright colors and rich neutrals while other spots show gaps where favorite wear-so-often-they-never-make-it-back-to-the-closet pieces are supposed to be. Fancy-frillies are hung at the far end where they are seldom noticed, while walk-the-dog hoodies snuggle up to speak-to-roomfuls-of-people jackets and skirts. I gave myself the same challenge I periodically use to clean out my closet – “If you haven’t worn it in a year, if you don’t like the way it looks on you, if it worked for that one occasion but that occasion won’t ever come again, should it be taking up space in here?” When addressing my closet, that usually results in a...

The Answer is 42 – What Was The Question?

Sometimes the answer is not a response to the question, but in finding the right question to ask. In a previous post, which included my answer to what The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy author, Douglas Adams, called “The Ultimate Question of Life the Universe and Everything,” I mentioned that we’d be revisiting the question, and the answer. Over the course of his series of novels, Adams takes us on a hilarious journey with his unlikely hero, Arthur Dent. Dent is a survivor of the planet Earth which, we learn, was actually built as a complex computer to discover the Ultimate Question. Another computer, Deep Thought, had been built to determine the Ultimate Answer, and after seven and a half million years had reached a conclusion. The Ultimate Answer, Deep Thought said, was 42. When the beings who had set about to learn the answer protested that they didn’t know what it meant, they were told it was because they didn’t understand the QUESTION. Earth was then designed to uncover to Ultimate Question, but before a conclusion could be drawn, the Earth was destroyed by Vogons. The beings seeking this Ultimate Question and Answer, which look exactly like creatures we know as mice, decide they don’t want to wait another eight million years and settle on an arbitrary question; “How many roads must a man walk down?” So now we know that a man must walk down 42 roads - but we still don’t know which roads, or where he’ll end up. As farcical as this may seem, (and as Adams no doubt meant it to be) it illustrates...

You DO Have a Magic Wand!

Ah magic! We all have it. But so often we close ourselves to our own magic and look to others for the transformations we want to create in our selves and in our businesses. So I offer all prospects and clients a full disclaimer - “I do not have magic wands or magic pills. This transformation is going to take work on your part.” Of course, we DO work magic together when the fit is right - and the resulting explosions are just as exciting and fulfilling for me as they are for the people I work with. That’s because I’m working in MY “magic circle” - that place in the wizard’s diagram where gifts, talents, experience, expertise, and LOVE all intersect. It took me a lot of years and botched recipes in the cauldron to find that intersection. I’ve strayed from the circle a few times - and every time I’ve been reminded of how quickly the magic fades outside of that zone. And when I come back to working only in that place, I’m reminded of just how powerful that magic can be. In a blast thru coaching session yesterday, I had a conversation with someone who is searching for HIS “magic circle.” He isn’t alone - I talk with so many of you who don’t feel the magic when you’re doing what you do. Or, who feel the explosions, but don’t see the financial reward. (And the reward is part of the magic - wouldn’t you agree?) So, what if you could wave a magic wand and suddenly be standing in your “magic circle?” I haven’t...

And the Sensible Response is…

  I’ve been quiet lately. There is precedent for that, but I’ll admit it isn’t a frequent occurrence. The last time must have been when I was about three. So I don’t remember much about it. But I’ve heard stories. Mostly from my mother. She was there. In her story, I was nattering on about something arcane (arcane, at least, to a grown up.) She never did say what I was on about. For all I know, I was theorizing about “Life, the Universe, and Everything” even back then. My mother must have found my theories about as meaningful as The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (in which, if you remember, the computer, “Deep Thought,” was asked to provide an answer for Life, the Universe and Everything and yielded an answer of “42.” More on that later…) At any rate, her motherly patience finally ran out. “Dixie,” she said, (or at least this is what she says she said,) would you PLEASE say something sensible?” According to her version of the story, I was quiet for some time. Then, in a small voice, I said, “I love you Mommy, is that sensible?” It makes a great punch line. For as long as I heard her tell that story, I’ve gotten teased about how, even as a baby, I knew how to wrap people around my little finger. But I know me better now than I did then. And I think, just maybe, I gave it some “deep thought” and returned the only answer I could think of. The only sensible answer anyway. Love, when it really IS love and not the...