A Different Kind Of Lovely Weather

After what seems to be endless blue sky days, this! Somehow I’m loving the weather this morning. It could just be because it’s cooler. Some rain would be very welcome too. I thought his was bad weather but change my mind. I’ve just decided it is a different kind of lovely weather

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Being Moved By The Inexplicable

Just finished watching August Rush with Ingrid.

I loved the music. Almost surreal and unrealistic that people can be moved by music in such an intense way…

Truth: I love music. Besides the sad country music, I’ve got no preferred genre; I love all beautiful music.

I’m moved intensely by music. I weep, laugh, dance. It fills me up. I engage with it in ways I fail to explain.

When we add passion to our gifts and share them, we can move people in ways we and they can’t understand. Dare. Start.

Being Moved By The Inexplicable…

Why Online Publishing Matters For Individuals And The World

There is no way I could’ve ever lived in a time before this. I say this in the context of our world of technology, the Internets and especially online publishing. I’m too wise to think that the aforementioned are at the zenith. Far from it. There are advancements and technological applications we’re yet to dream of and actualize.

For now, I’ll restrict this post to why online publishing matters for individuals and the world. I was going to try and place everything separately but these two are connected in and I’d like to ’talk’ about them on this premise.

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Why I’m Not Afraid Of Dying And What I Fear The Most

I’m not ruled by a fear of death. The truth is I do have a fear… Why I’m not afraid of dying and what I fear the most?

(I’m writing this some hours after Nelson Mandela’s death. I’ve had this post in the drafts and thought this might be the time to brush the dust off it and complete it. I don’t like riding the bandwagon…

I know a lot of people are going to be doing pieces about this great man, who lived a great life.)

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The Romance In Doing Things That Matter

The only thing romantic about doing things that matter, about changing the world, is the idea of romance. The thought of doing anything of significance can excite many, if pitched right. With this I would include the skew perception of passion.

The actual work is not romantic at all. It is the “product” or outcome that makes whatever one does worth it. It’s like exercise. I hate the workout but love the product.

Think artists, musicians or performers. The reason we have perceptions of it being romantic is because we get to se the product. The real work is when the artist starts their day at 04:00 after leaving studio at midnight. The work is when their fitness and vocal trainers push them beyond what they thought they could do.

The Romance In Doing Things That Matter

The real work is managing missing family. The real work is in the hustle. It is in fighting monotony and finding inspiration when you’ve given everything you had and never thought you had.

Think leadership, it is cool seeing someone “in charge”, giving vision and directives. What you don’t see is the insomnia leaders sometimes have as they second, third, ninety-ninth time guess themselves as they feel the weight of decisions they have to make.

It is how to deal with things no one every told them about. There is the tension to mange, the one between the well-being of those you lead and the vision of the organisation. It is picking yourself up after pulling daggers from your back from people you thought were with you.

This is not to make anything bad or bleak. It is a reality that some have to deal with from time to time. To every masterpiece there is a story of pain, agony, excitement, love, sadness…

Related: The Messy Nature Of Doing Things That Matter

The real romance is appreciating the great and not so great and the beauty you create with that. It is allowing all these things to come together to change the world. To make a difference.

What matters most is the agony in obscurity, and that is where the difference is made. It is the work that undergirds the outcome that isn’t romantic. It is also the only accurate picture of romance.

What do you do and what is it people think is “romantic” about what you do?

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