Nov 15 2009
Get Real
To have a goal and miss it is not failure. To not have goals & dreams; or worse yet, to have them and not strive for their attainment, however, is IMHO a failure. To spectate your way through life, sitting back & doing little but pointing out whatever faults you can find in someone else, does not make you look any better in anyone’s eyes – not even your own I might suppose. With the possible exception of yourself, no one of any intelligence is deceived by your misdirection – your “look at their mistakes and not mine”, but a rising tide lifts all ships.
Unless you’re “a natural”, to be good at something you must first have to be willing to be bad at it, to realize that you’re going to make mistakes and learn from them. Nobody really wants to make them, but mistakes are just that, mis-takes. They’re part of the learning process and as long as we’re willing to learn from them they’ll serve their useful purpose. As long as we keep trying to bury them, we’ll continue to think they never existed, repeat them, and we’ll not get from them that which was intended. Continue Reading »



I’ve been around long enough to know that people generally aren’t in our lives for the whole term and I am fortunate enough in my professional career to currently be part of a team that’s led by a wealth of experience and practical knowledge unlike anything the average individual gets to experience – or chooses to notice – in their regular work-a-day life. One could say that I am in the right place at the right time.
Times are few and far between, indeed, when one crosses paths with a single mentor who will pass down the benefit of their experiences to an open ear and possibly spare us a few of their struggles, but to be placed in the midst of a group of these individuals, all working towards a common goal, is an opportunity that far exceeds anything anyone could possibly hope for in a productive working career. It’s the stuff the best memories are made of.
In a passage from Plato’s mentor, Socrates tells about a group of men shackled in a cave, a fire burning behind them as they face the wall, able to see only the shadows of objects projected in front of them. The men perceive the shadows as reality, for this is all they have seen their entire lives.
I don’t remember the first time I heard this old Taoist tale, but it’s worth sharing:




