Spinning

I’ve recently become more aware than I would like that the world I live on is spinning. This is thanks to the onset of some minorly troublesome vertigo that I’m learning to live with.

Little pink pills. Don’t lay down on the left side. Turn your head slowly. Try not to lay flat. Be real careful in yoga class.

Mostly, though, it’s shaken up the simple things I take for granted…like that when you turn your head, the world doesn’t turn with it. My first earthquake in Anahiem a few years back did the same thing – the ground moves? And so what else is this fragile that can change one morning when you wake up and find out things aren’t what you thought they are?

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It’s the Right Time

My uncle, Freeman Mast, was the most successful business person in my family – outside of my entrepreneur grandma who raised chickens and dogs along with the kids, a grandpa running Rudy’s Refrigeration , and a host of farmers. Uncle Freeman grew up in a town of 1000, got a business degree after serving in Vietnam, and landed a job with Marathon Oil. Before his career was done, he was in the top handful of executives for Marathon, creating a distribution system that earned him accolades and recognition beyond his industry.

When I was young, my mom proudly showed me a magazine clipping that had made it into the family circle letter. “Look at this article about your Uncle Freeman!” Fame was impressive to me at any level, and I read the article and still remember the single sentence that described his success:  “Getting the right product to the right place at the right time.”

Simple, right? If so, then, why all the attention and promotions for him when he got it right?

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Balancing Act: Just how messy does it have to be?

For years, much has been said about the balancing act between work and life. For women, this has been the subject of countless books, articles, blogs, arguments, and Oprah episodes. For men, the struggle between how much is too much with work, and then, keeping up the family demands too. With 30 years of work, family, mothering, and living behind me, I’m convinced it is both less complicated and less simple than that.

With all the talking, tweeting and blogging, what can possibly be said that hasn’t already been said? Perhaps nothing. But then again, maybe not. Because much is being said about how to live simply and keep it real by those with maybe 5 years of work experience, no children or partner, and honestly – isn’t that when it was all pretty easy anyway?

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