My mom is dying. Of old age, yes! But a sad and lost 93-year old blind woman crying because life is slipping away doesn’t get poetic because she’s had a full life.
People I trusted greatly turned out to be lying with nearly every word. Yes, trust can be a form of naïveté but sometimes it cuts too close to the bone.
As businesses we all pour our hearts, brains and talent into the products/services we deliver, only to discover that some of the recipients never had any intention of appreciating or paying for what they received.
So I look around at this Fellini parade moving around me — I have done so all of my life as we are all hit by a combination of exhilaration and cruise missiles–and thankfully have understood most of the time that a few key rules can guide us through:
And most important, the quality of our businesses/our lives is calculated mostly by the determination to discover beauty in the ugly wherever it might be