What if I asked if I do what I do depended so much on these?
Riches. Honors. Pride.
Where would I go on my road if my road turned no where near these?
Riches. Honors. Pride.
How many callings have called me to listen only because of these?
Riches. Honors. Pride.
Would shame run me over if I never obtained any of these?
Riches. Honors. Pride.
Why's fear find its fuel in being afraid to run out of these?
Riches. Honors. Pride.
Are the people I follow and who follow with me all following along just cuz of these?
Riches. Honors. Pride.
How much of that stuff that I buy is only bought to bring me one, two or all three of these?
Riches. Honors. Pride.
What if in the end all I can say is all I did ended me up with nothing more than these?
Riches. Honors. Pride.
What's a world look like if everyone in the world didn't try so hard to have so much of these?
Riches. Honors. Pride.
-- tjmorin
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Thursday, May 26, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
A Little Manifesto for A Little Revolution
EDITOR'S NOTE: Today's post comes from guest, Carleton Christianson O'Kristenson, businessperson, fly-fisherman, seeker of the inner revolutionary.
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You want to lead a revolution, big or small? The thing you gotta do is surround yourself with great revolutionaries.
People who are All-In People.
Zealots who commit. Who don't think they're a revolutionary. But who know how to act like they are.
People who know they're gonna take a bullet when their boat hits the beach and the ramp crashes open like the greatest of the great generation.
There's no blinking in revolutions.
No "Where's the data?"
No "What proof do you have?"
No "What's the poll say?" or "What am I investing in and can you show me how it's going to compare to the yield my muni-bond fund gets?"
No, you want people who know the world's a revolution. Who know you triumph or you get killed. Who don’t deliberate when the clarion calls. Whose love loves the idea of a good world always becoming a better place.
Always.
Whose heart beats to an inner bass drum, booming deep inside them somewhere, pounding to a loud two-count, Boom-Boom, Boom-Boom, as they march in-step with sisters and brothers shouting an anthem succinct, pumping and driving life into your every step.
We Are!
Boom-boom.
All In!
Boom-Boom.
You want to be a great revolutionary then you better man-and-woman-up with fearless people who get that fear is not just a part of the deal. You need people who get that fear is the whole enchilada for them and everyone around them.
You want, you need, people who’ll look that demon in the eye on the hour, every hour of the day and say, "Yeah I see you're still there you no good, worthless, piss-ant. No doubt about that. Go ahead have your run of my soul but here's the deal demon, you don't matter cuz there's only one way this is gonna work out. I win. You lose. Now enjoy the ride, demon. I’m goin' all in."
We Are!
Boom-Boom.
Fear-less.
Boom-Boom.
When you size-up your brothers-and-sisters-in-arms, make sure your vetting gets to the most important question first. That question being:
"You scared?"
"No way," most of folks will say.
If so, you oughta run fast because they're full of bull-shitake mushrooms. They’re not All-In'ers. They'll blink exactly at the wrong moment. And in the end, these frauds don't give a rip about saving your butt or anyone else's butt except their own.
You want sisters and brothers who can't sleep at night. Passionate, disciplined. Intense, self-controlled. "Smash-cinderblocks-in-the-basement-and-anything-else-that-needs-to-be-stomped-on-and-broken-through-without-breaking-a-sweat-or-losing-control-or-losing-faith" kind of comrades.
Yes, you'll also need humor and a group of some-bodies you're gonna be eager to wake up to and look at every morning. And that means eager to be looking at good and close, eyeball-to-eyeball, arm-in-arm, shoulder-to-shoulder. Ask yourself, “Do I really want to get that tight with that brother and that sister?”
If the answer’s not “HELL, YES!!!” then you should move on.
You need people who get that there’s one thing, and only one thing for sure, about the world: Revolution's the thing.
Christ died for it. Darwin made a science of it. Now, lucky us, we get a shot to live it.
Revolution's been going on since we crawled out of the swamp and grew lungs on land.
And guess what?
New living, breathing, pulsing life is growing all around us, always getting pumped full of new energy, fresh purpose, forming in places we never imagined, or worse, hoped would never take hold and worked hard to keep beyond line of sight.
But, there’s no stopping the revolution. So, no sense playing safe now, amigo. We don't save our souls by saving ourselves. No, we save our souls when we give in and get on with it, giving ourselves up to Something Bigger than us, transforming, transubstantiating our substances to that point of no return when we roll over and go all in –We Are. Boom-boom. Fear-less. Boom-Boom. – with and for the love of your sisters and brothers.
Face it, my game and your game will be over before either of us ever know why they started in the first place. Time now to let it roll and get on with it, get on with the revolutionary in you, in me.
Revolutions' big and small are the thing right now. They're saying, "There's only three places to be. Find, join, or start a cause. Then get on with the march!"
We Are.
Fear-less.
Boom boom.
All In.
Boom boom.
--C.C. O'Kristenson
EDITOR'S NOTE: Today's post comes from guest, Carleton Christianson O'Kristenson, who was born in March 2011 in a Starbucks in Minneapolis and currently serves as the main character in my soon-to-be-released business parable, THE CHIEF REVOLUTIONARY OFFICER. Har har.
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You want to lead a revolution, big or small? The thing you gotta do is surround yourself with great revolutionaries.
People who are All-In People.
Zealots who commit. Who don't think they're a revolutionary. But who know how to act like they are.
People who know they're gonna take a bullet when their boat hits the beach and the ramp crashes open like the greatest of the great generation.
There's no blinking in revolutions.
No "Where's the data?"
No "What proof do you have?"
No "What's the poll say?" or "What am I investing in and can you show me how it's going to compare to the yield my muni-bond fund gets?"
No, you want people who know the world's a revolution. Who know you triumph or you get killed. Who don’t deliberate when the clarion calls. Whose love loves the idea of a good world always becoming a better place.
Always.
Whose heart beats to an inner bass drum, booming deep inside them somewhere, pounding to a loud two-count, Boom-Boom, Boom-Boom, as they march in-step with sisters and brothers shouting an anthem succinct, pumping and driving life into your every step.
We Are!
Boom-boom.
All In!
Boom-Boom.
You want to be a great revolutionary then you better man-and-woman-up with fearless people who get that fear is not just a part of the deal. You need people who get that fear is the whole enchilada for them and everyone around them.
You want, you need, people who’ll look that demon in the eye on the hour, every hour of the day and say, "Yeah I see you're still there you no good, worthless, piss-ant. No doubt about that. Go ahead have your run of my soul but here's the deal demon, you don't matter cuz there's only one way this is gonna work out. I win. You lose. Now enjoy the ride, demon. I’m goin' all in."
We Are!
Boom-Boom.
Fear-less.
Boom-Boom.
When you size-up your brothers-and-sisters-in-arms, make sure your vetting gets to the most important question first. That question being:
"You scared?"
"No way," most of folks will say.
If so, you oughta run fast because they're full of bull-shitake mushrooms. They’re not All-In'ers. They'll blink exactly at the wrong moment. And in the end, these frauds don't give a rip about saving your butt or anyone else's butt except their own.
You want sisters and brothers who can't sleep at night. Passionate, disciplined. Intense, self-controlled. "Smash-cinderblocks-in-the-basement-and-anything-else-that-needs-to-be-stomped-on-and-broken-through-without-breaking-a-sweat-or-losing-control-or-losing-faith" kind of comrades.
Yes, you'll also need humor and a group of some-bodies you're gonna be eager to wake up to and look at every morning. And that means eager to be looking at good and close, eyeball-to-eyeball, arm-in-arm, shoulder-to-shoulder. Ask yourself, “Do I really want to get that tight with that brother and that sister?”
If the answer’s not “HELL, YES!!!” then you should move on.
You need people who get that there’s one thing, and only one thing for sure, about the world: Revolution's the thing.
Christ died for it. Darwin made a science of it. Now, lucky us, we get a shot to live it.
Revolution's been going on since we crawled out of the swamp and grew lungs on land.
And guess what?
New living, breathing, pulsing life is growing all around us, always getting pumped full of new energy, fresh purpose, forming in places we never imagined, or worse, hoped would never take hold and worked hard to keep beyond line of sight.
But, there’s no stopping the revolution. So, no sense playing safe now, amigo. We don't save our souls by saving ourselves. No, we save our souls when we give in and get on with it, giving ourselves up to Something Bigger than us, transforming, transubstantiating our substances to that point of no return when we roll over and go all in –We Are. Boom-boom. Fear-less. Boom-Boom. – with and for the love of your sisters and brothers.
Face it, my game and your game will be over before either of us ever know why they started in the first place. Time now to let it roll and get on with it, get on with the revolutionary in you, in me.
Revolutions' big and small are the thing right now. They're saying, "There's only three places to be. Find, join, or start a cause. Then get on with the march!"
We Are.
Fear-less.
Boom boom.
All In.
Boom boom.
--C.C. O'Kristenson
EDITOR'S NOTE: Today's post comes from guest, Carleton Christianson O'Kristenson, who was born in March 2011 in a Starbucks in Minneapolis and currently serves as the main character in my soon-to-be-released business parable, THE CHIEF REVOLUTIONARY OFFICER. Har har.
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Thursday, May 19, 2011
Already Good
Imagine if you thought about me and I about you that we are already good.
What would it be like in the world if everybody thought everybody's already good?
If the teacher believed the student no matter how novice or raw is already good?
If the boss trusted his people to be trustworthy, committed and good?
Would the world have its "isms" and the left and right its deficits if we're already good?
Isn't forgiveness and being forgiven about being already good?
How many jobs might we create if the the banker and VC believed the entrepreneur and her people are already good?
Imagine no shame and no fear in your dreams and your ideas, whether they work or they fail. You may win. You may lose. Either way you learn. Isn't that already good?
What if we all woke up the next morning and thankfully thought,
Lucky us! Lucky us! We're already good!
--tim
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What would it be like in the world if everybody thought everybody's already good?
If the teacher believed the student no matter how novice or raw is already good?
If the boss trusted his people to be trustworthy, committed and good?
Would the world have its "isms" and the left and right its deficits if we're already good?
Isn't forgiveness and being forgiven about being already good?
How many jobs might we create if the the banker and VC believed the entrepreneur and her people are already good?
Imagine no shame and no fear in your dreams and your ideas, whether they work or they fail. You may win. You may lose. Either way you learn. Isn't that already good?
What if we all woke up the next morning and thankfully thought,
Lucky us! Lucky us! We're already good!
--tim
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Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Your Story
My friend, Joe, wanted to know this other day.
Who's gonna buy your story?
"Uh, ya know, people who, uh, like stories," I said.
Dumb answer. Joe tried again.
"Who? Give me a name. Who exactly will buy your story?"
I named a name.
Good, he said. Now answer me this,
What does he want?
What does he do?
What's he gonna get from your story?
What's gonna happen to him if he doesn't buy it?
What's the hook, the reason, in a short line to spend time with you?
"Answer me this, then write it for him."
No matter the product, the service, your story's the thing.
Start naming names. Picture their faces. Their needs. Their fears. How they will triumph from your story.
Say it out loud,
Why does the world, these people need this right now?
Then write them your story, why they should buy it from you.
--tim
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Who's gonna buy your story?
"Uh, ya know, people who, uh, like stories," I said.
Dumb answer. Joe tried again.
"Who? Give me a name. Who exactly will buy your story?"
I named a name.
Good, he said. Now answer me this,
What does he want?
What does he do?
What's he gonna get from your story?
What's gonna happen to him if he doesn't buy it?
What's the hook, the reason, in a short line to spend time with you?
"Answer me this, then write it for him."
No matter the product, the service, your story's the thing.
Start naming names. Picture their faces. Their needs. Their fears. How they will triumph from your story.
Say it out loud,
Why does the world, these people need this right now?
Then write them your story, why they should buy it from you.
--tim
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Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Problem and Mystery
The problem is to solve. The mystery to receive.
Problem and Mystery. Two sides of the same coin. Identical unless you look close. The coin that cashes in on FUD. Fear, Uncertainty, Doubt.
One side responds to doing, working, solving -- someday. If I keep at it.
The other side is silent. It only accepts me being.
Problems want my attention. Mystery, my immersion. Problems want my mind. Mystery, my heart. Problems want my tenacity. Mystery, my trust.
Problems are approachable. They all say "Come, let's figure me out."
Mystery stands off. It speaks without words, "Someday you'll know but not 'til I say."
The problem is a lock, the intellect the key.
Mystery is a doorway through which life is alone, there's nothing to see, nothing for solving, only to be. Where I surrender myself. And peg the key. Fight as I will, where I only receive.
--tim
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Problem and Mystery. Two sides of the same coin. Identical unless you look close. The coin that cashes in on FUD. Fear, Uncertainty, Doubt.
One side responds to doing, working, solving -- someday. If I keep at it.
The other side is silent. It only accepts me being.
Problems want my attention. Mystery, my immersion. Problems want my mind. Mystery, my heart. Problems want my tenacity. Mystery, my trust.
Problems are approachable. They all say "Come, let's figure me out."
Mystery stands off. It speaks without words, "Someday you'll know but not 'til I say."
The problem is a lock, the intellect the key.
Mystery is a doorway through which life is alone, there's nothing to see, nothing for solving, only to be. Where I surrender myself. And peg the key. Fight as I will, where I only receive.
--tim
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Monday, May 16, 2011
A New Greeting
I always greet people,
How's life?
Dumb question because it's not really looking for much of an answer.
There's a way better greeting,
Where's life?
A question, when answered, you know will be good.
--tim
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How's life?
Dumb question because it's not really looking for much of an answer.
There's a way better greeting,
Where's life?
A question, when answered, you know will be good.
--tim
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Friday, May 13, 2011
The 7 Questions of All In
Will I invest my time, resources, energy beyond when it hurts?
Can I press ahead even if others laugh and think I'm nuts, over my head, foolish, stubborn, maniacal?
Am I prepared to die for the cause and for others around me by surrendering my current career, projects, hobbies, comforts and lifestyle, come success or failure?
Can I admit I'm scared, live with fears and past failures, and move on with the task at hand?
Do I trust others around me?
Will I remain committed, honest, ethical, giddy in the middle of the doubtful dark night?
Do I believe Someone and Something larger and profound are at work right now, leading me where there's life, and calling for my gifts at this very moment to help make the world better for others?
--tim
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Can I press ahead even if others laugh and think I'm nuts, over my head, foolish, stubborn, maniacal?
Am I prepared to die for the cause and for others around me by surrendering my current career, projects, hobbies, comforts and lifestyle, come success or failure?
Can I admit I'm scared, live with fears and past failures, and move on with the task at hand?
Do I trust others around me?
Will I remain committed, honest, ethical, giddy in the middle of the doubtful dark night?
Do I believe Someone and Something larger and profound are at work right now, leading me where there's life, and calling for my gifts at this very moment to help make the world better for others?
--tim
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