I can get really nervous around brides to be.
I have a lot of thinking about the time, energy, and expense involved in planning a wedding. Some of that is my stuff. Some comes from seeing good people transformed into bridezillas by attachment to their visions of the perfect day.
In their innocent preoccupation with ideals of love, grace, and beauty, they can become disconnected from the feeling behind it all. When that happens, their well laid plans and the need to have those plans unfold exactly as designed drives them and the people around them nuts.
The same thing can happen in your business. (more…)
A few weeks ago one of the participants in the Profit Alchemy course shared this quote from William Morris:
If you want a golden rule that will fit everybody, this is it: Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful.
It’s a rule that applies equally well to business. (more…)
When I look back over the years that I’ve been in business, I see that my best decisions have all been grounded in a good feeling.
I’m not talking about feeling blissed out or jazzed or confident, though those things have sometimes accompanied the good feeling.
I’m talking about something simpler, more fundamental: the underlying sense that, in the words of Dame Julian of Norwich, “All is well, and all manner of things shall be well.” (more…)
I’m writing this from a light and airy second story apartment overlooking Puget Sound. It’s a few minutes before 6:00am, and I was awakened a short time ago by the raucous calls of shorebirds wheeling through the air above the beach. It’s the sixth day of my seven day Three Principles Practitioner Training. I’m a happy camper.
Happiness matters to me. For as long as I can remember I have wanted to please God and be happy. The relationship between those two things has often been dicey. For instance, I recall the day that I realized that I’d always been afraid that God’s will was for me to be poor and a virgin. Given that those horses had both left the barn, I naturally felt that I was in a precarious spiritual position. (more…)
A while back I was driving past a large-ish park in Seattle when I glimpsed a Washington State Ferry amid the trees at the entrance. I looked again, and the flash of green and orange, which I had taken for the characteristic stripes on many ferries, resolved into the characteristic stripes on Seattle Parks and Recreation Department signs.
Still, for a moment, goofy as it sounds, I saw a ferry. That was my reality. (more…)
This is a revised version of a post I wrote last year. It’s updated to reflect the evolution of my understanding of what’s going on when we experience scarcity and what we can do about it.
Once upon a time there were three little pigs. When they turned 18, the little pigs left home to seek their fortune.
Their first priority was finding shelter. The first pig built a house out of straw that he found scattered on the ground. The second pig built a house out of sticks that he scavenged from the woods.
The third little pig discovered an abandoned cache of bricks. At first he was ecstatic. “These would be perfect for a house!” he thought. But then he got anxious.
Who owned the bricks? (more…)