Few things in life happen by accident.
And most of the great experiences are the by-product of years–if not a lifetime–of thought and planning.
On Saturday, one of my sons got married. An amazing man became one with an extraordinary woman. The ceremony, the blow-out party, the poetry of the night all rushed in and out like a blue sky July perfect day. At once temporal. At once timeless.
The wedding couple viewed it through their own romantic lense, as they should. I viewed it as a father.
When we as people, as men and women, truly invest our love in others, we enrich them, yes but we expand ourselves into an another dimension. We become more important, more substantial, more of everything exceptional than if we are simply focused on our companiesour careersourselves.Read More
In 1973, as the comet Kohoutek was set to flash its brilliance across the earth, songwriter Paul Simon dreamed of seeing its fiery tail in the eyes of his little boy. (YouTube video)
As Simon prepared for the special evening, he sat down to write the most gorgeous thing any parent can do for their child (and all of the world’sN children plus those who adore them): a sweet and timeless lullaby.
On this Father’s Day, as I sit on a sun dappled patio besides my Golden Retriever Sky (who, as my third “son,” I tuck in every night) and await the arrival of the sons I used to read to before bed, I know that the true gift of fatherhood is the amazing beauty that flows from a child’s love like a comet’s tail lighting the evening cosmos.
When my boys were young and we would walk along the summer ski trails on gorgeous Vermont mornings and pick raspberries for their mommy love, there was a fathersons magic that made me want to stop time and keep them by my side, learning life from their adoring dad, forever. I would watch them play, pick berries, take in the wonder around them while I hummed Simon’s sweet and delicate masterpiece.Read More
First thing this morning, Sky and I ventured into the world of swirling white snow that laid in drifts as far as we could see. It had blown and snarled all night, whistling through the dark, fierce in its cold and its ice.
But as day broke, it was as gorgeous as it was calm and benign and we set out to take stock of it all. More than that, to revel in it like children exploring something so awesome that is sets the mind afire and makes everything possible.
As we zigzagged through the virgin white terrain–everything pure and unmarred–it was as if the landscape was a canvas upon which I could write my thoughts. My dreams. My aspirations. I truly felt as if God was challenging me to write on the snow, something worthy of the immense beauty he laid before me.Read More
In business–as in all of the complexities of life–decision-making is a fuzzy logic process. You think through the pros and cons, the upside and downsides, the good, the bad and the evil. And you are often left in the fog of conflicting input, uncertain of the direction you should take. The choice you should make.
In the end, we do have to decide: we must make a decision. Conventional wisdom holds that it is wise to take plenty of time, to absorb and consider all of the issues, to contemplate, to reflect and to avoid hasty decisions at all costs. In effect, to remain floating upside down in the grey area for as long we need.
Whenever new lovers kiss for the first time, when they link their arms and clink champagne flutes and then waltz off to bed to get lost in each other, they may be different couple by couple in a zillion ways but one thing runs like a thread through them all: they are absolutely certain that this love, this passion, this week-old intensity, will last forever. Will burn so fiery hot it will give the sun a run for its money.
At the moment of ignition, this is not a hope. It is a deeply held belief. It seems that absolutely nothing in all of the heavens and earth can detract in any way from the magnetic force field that makes it near impossible to be apart for a day, an hour, a minute. This love, this romance, appears to be one for the books. Written in stone.Read More