I am a new mom; well I guess I have been a mom for almost one year, it’s hard to believe. My son will have his first birthday in April. I can’t believe how fast it has gone by…it seems like just yesterday that I was a little girl and my dad was teaching me how to ride a bike! It will be awhile before my little boy will be riding a bike, but I know that it will come fast. Everyone tells me to enjoy him while he is little, because in a blink of an eye he will be on his way to college. The cycles of life that we go through, I am so excited to watch my little boy grow up, he has already changed so much in the first year of life. Now he is walking and curious about everything! Soon I will be teaching him how to ride his first bike…I think everyone remembers their first bike; mine was purple and it had a banana seat with a rainbow and a unicorn. I loved that bike, it was great because you could have your friend sit on the seat with you and ride doubles. What a great experience for a child, to have their very own special bike. It gives them a sense of freedom, to ride with the wind in their hair…
This morning I had to get up before the sun had to. It wasn’t fair. But I wanted to hear a friend of mine who was a keynote at an event before I went to work, so I didn’t really have an option not to get up. Needless to say I got up out of my comfy bed and started my routine 2 hours earlier than normal. I even had time to grab a latte on my way to the meeting. When I arrived, I was greeted by many dear friends and mentors that speak to my heart and encourage me greatly. Gil did a phenomenal job speaking and I am so glad that I went. I have not regretted waking up so early one moment today.
Sometimes in life the things that don’t seem fair end up being the most rewarding. Sometimes in life the things that are the least comfortable and the most out of our realm of normal are the most memorable. This morning it was. The journey begins…
I ask this question to groups around the globe and I usually get a similar response. Five to 10 percent of the room slowly raises their hand as if they have the last winning ticket in a church fund raiser. In my mind they should not feel guilty for working in a big company and possessing that “if it is to be it is up to me” kind of spirit. Why are people in fear to proudly say they work for themselves when working for another company? Do they think teamwork is at stake or that they will be labeled as selfish. I’m not talking about running a small business or having “Owner” at the end of you your business card, but real ownership. The next generation has missed a beat in the tough work, make it or break it, school of hard knocks our parents and grandparents grew up in. They think that it is up to other people to make their situation better or to give them some kind of mission in life. To wake them up early and ask them to stay late to accomplish their dreams. They think that if they had another promotion or another raise they would increase their level of performance as a result. Continually playing “You go First” with their manager to make the first move to recognize them. They would follow with an proportionate level of commitment. If you are waiting to be an Owner to work like an owner you are missing out on your own growth and security.
Everytime I take off in my Cirrus SR20 I feel like I am about to be lifted by the virtues of humanity. I can’t help but think of how many innovations came from so many people dreaming of so many possibilities to make it safer, faster, stronger, quieter. And how I enjoy these things is beyond words.
How many unfortunate, unplanned ‘landings’ have inspired brilliant innovations allowing the profound dream of flight to prosper. That little cuff on the wing, the ballistic parachute that explodes out the back of my plane with the pull of a handle if all things start pointing ‘down’ without my approval . There is a sense of teamwork that transcends generations, companies, and countries. Human beings are such a powerful team. We get it right so much of the time that we forget how incredible we work together for the things that lift us up!
It is easy to forget about this when something doesn’t go as planned. For some reason, I end up losing the greater context and become a victim in the micro moment of misfortune losing sight of all that is fortunate on the greater clock in the sky. Things happen in airplanes all the time and pilots demonstrate their virtues of humanity through their application of knowledge on to the technology that is the expression of someone else’s knowledge. We figure stuff out. That’s what we all do.
Next time you take a trip across the country at 40,000 feet going 500 miles per hour after complaining about your 30 minute delay you might want to challenge the context of your view to include the miracle of our ability to rise above. I hope you can join me at that moment celebrating on the wings of humanity.