At one point in my life, I found it hard to reach out and make a new connection... now, I can't even recall how I got all the business cards that I pull from my pockets - it just happens!

I remember almost every conversation - it wasn't just a flippant business card exchange, it's just that in the journey - networking went from work to a natural process.

I worked intentionally and dillegently, but not hard. It seemed the harder I tried, the harder it was to connect.  And as I grow more and more content with being me (passionately curious, playful, often irreverent of tradition, but not people) it gets even easier.

via Brain Pickings

Just last week, my Grandma B passed away just shy of her 95th birthday.  As we celebrated her full and blessed life, I couldn't help but contemplate the greater meaning of life.  

It's a great refiner of busyness. 

Take a moment (right now) to stop and consider what really matters.

Thanks for a exemplary life Grandma B!

I wish I could recall who told me to expect my kids to spill milk every night and be happy when they don't.  It's one of those simple, slow burning ideas that reveals new insights from time to time. 

A few recent examples I've encountered.  

How many?:

• loan closings go through with out issues
• prospect no's before the win
• times do you not enocunter a 'bad' driver

I'm not suggesting we don't increase our odds and "improve everything", but shouldn't we expect failure, mess, delays and things to go wrong - we can be pleasantly suprised when they don't happen.