Sunday night I watched the 60 Minutes piece (yes, by the way, this is still a Sunday night habit since I was about 8 years old) featuring Marc Benioff, CEO of Salesforce being incredibly transparent and honest about what he discovered at his very cool company regarding gender disparity.
Please go watch the piece here.
Secondly, this weekend we watched a grave Starbucks error in judgement with the arrest of two black patrons who were doing nothing white patrons don’t do every day, and the company’s slightly slow and tepid response. I was frankly, looking for a little more anger here from CEO Kevin Johnson.
It’s easy to talk about what we think and feel and how we believe we should do something differently.
We have all said things like, “I want to be a writer,” or “I want to learn a new language” or even, “Our country is headed in a direction that I don’t like, why don’t they do something?” but it all means little until there is action.
I’m a little pissed off.
But you see, I’m not an angry person – I’ve been called bitchy or bossy before (which I don’t mind), but not angry.
After raising my three girls in what I thought was a post-feminist era, having the good fortune to enter the tech field in the late nineties with a group of men and women who worked together without barriers, now – now in the 21st century, I’ve been awakened again to the ugly reality of sexism’s far reaching tentacles and finding out that we’re not where I thought we were.
I’m fresh off one of the best hours or so I’ve spent in months. Maybe years. I want to believe I’m an advocate for women succeeding in their careers, business and life – but I don’t often get to see the energy of several hundred women in a room together expressing their successes, frustrations, hopes and dreams.
I am the first to admit I live a pretty dreamy life. I’ve been married to my best friend and soul mate for over 30 years. I have 3 amazing daughters who love me, allow me to be part of their lives, and continually amaze me with their strength and beauty. I love my work, travel frequently, have a lovely home, garden, a strong family, and incredible friendships.
That’s the pretty part. Continue reading
You know it’s a good vacation when I have no idea of the date or the time as I sit to write this post. I’m in the incredibly enviable position of sitting on a beautiful, almost empty beach of a remote fishing village on the pacific coast of Mexico. I’ve digested the newest Dan Brown novel, a half dozen magazines and entirely too much tequila on night one.
Too many times, I’ve thought a little too much on my time off, or spent it discussing, analyzing and dreaming – only to return to my life either feeling discouraged or wishing I was in a different place.
Yesterday I did an annual review with an employee – I was a bit distracted by an upcoming doctor visit and we ended up talking more about life than anything. She’s a single mom, deals with the usual anxiety (as do many of us) and has been thinking about returning to school…but as we chatted, she said, You know, things are just kind of calm right now, and I’m not sure it’s the right time to add school to my life.
Now, while I truly believe in education, bettering oneself, and moving ahead in life (whatever that means) – I completely got what she was saying. Continue reading
I think I have my life in pretty good balance. I run my company, have time for my family and friends, exercise, garden a little, travel – and even blog with some regularity. It can all feel wonderfully balanced. Imagine that the week following Christmas, we even threw together a little wine and cheese party with some friends and it was completely lovely. “This life-balance thing really works!”
And then come the interruptions. Continue reading
Lately, I’ve been finding myself drawn towards meditation. For a person who loves to talk, narrates every story multiple times, and writes what words I have left in the day, this has been a surprising discovery.
I’ve found that just the word meditation carries a lot of varying ideas, and for some is more than a bit scary. Is it spiritual? Complicated? Does it require candles, incense, readings, and a theme? (No, no, no and no.)
With one of our Arizona clients, Kara Osburn, at the amazing Tempe Center for the Arts
Sometimes it’s good to look back and remember how things began. I often get asked the question, “How did you get started in ticketing?” And some days, I certainly ask myself the same.
There are times I feel almost like it’s not fair that we stumbled upon the business plan and opportunity. But isn’t that how it happens most of the time? Very seldom are we hit with an idea in the shower, out of the blue, that becomes a real entity. Rather, it’s seeing the opportunities that are there because of what you’re already doing. Continue reading