The Leader Foments Revolution (aka: My Mom Sowed Revolution)

The Learning Leader

In a broad sense, what leaders do is stage revolutions. ~Chris Brady

The revolution fire I am trying to ignite in the software development world is – People Matter. People are so much more than the skills they bring to the workplace. They are not just Developers or QA or Designers or any other assigned role but complete human beings. People deserving a work environment embracing their entire person. People Matter is why I do what I do the way I do what I do.

People Matter is ‘my why!’

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Bonding Over War Movies

War, huh, good God
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing, listen to me.
Oh, war, I despise
‘Cause it means destruction of innocent lives
War means tears to thousands of mothers eyes
When their sons go to fight
And lose their lives
~Edwin Starr

When I was an impressionable young lad, I watched war movies with my father. His enthusiasm was contagious and I grew very fond of the genre. Even imaging myself entering the military when I came of age. We watched the classics; Guns of Navarone, Bridge On The River Kwai, Kelly’s Heroes, Patton, The Longest Day, repeatedly and they are, to this day, movies that grab my attention more than anything from a sense of nostalgia and connection with my departed father. Today, though, I see them from a very different perspective.

The Lunatic In My Head

The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me ’til I’m sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There’s someone in my head but it’s not me.
~Pink Floyd

I have known for most of my life my head is home to a raving lunatic. I have never confronted him or her, it. They are too quick. Too slippery. Masters of disguise hiding in the nuances of rational thought, tainting sober thinking.

Serenity

Frozen Memories

Serenity

I almost always stop to take pictures of the emerging Buddhas on the lake front.  Lately, clouds have been few and far between or just uninteresting. On this day, there were finally a few clouds to add interest. There was heavy glare so I was pretty much shooting blind. Had I been able to see, I would have changed the angle and move the Buddha head up into the gap for a halo effect.

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Heaven Becomes Hell

There’s a lady who’s sure
All that glitters is gold
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven
~Led Zeppelin

Lady Spain found in America a Garden of Eden with gold in such abundance they fantasized it grew on trees, apples to be plucked and inserted into bags already bulging with riches stolen from the New World. The original apple condemned all of mankind to death. The New World apples condemned the indigenous to death, a people viewed as snake evil to be justifiably slaughtered under the God fearing boots of Spain’s ambassadors of holy righteousness. A cleansing of the heavenly realms inhabited by heathens.

Feeding the Soul In Mirrors

Sometimes a person needs a story more than food to stay alive. ~Barry Lopez

I write stories borne of my soul. Is it a need? For me, creation is a necessity as fundamental as breathing. Sometimes, I become so enmeshed in the evolution of my written pieces, so focused on feeding my soul, I forget to eat and drink. I am adrift, lost until my body pleads for movement.

Living in A Circle

Circles are absolutely vital. ~Juan Filloy

Living in new shapes, reshapes our thinking. ~Lois Farfel Stark

I do not like squares. They box my soul into unholy configurations. Corners trap my spirit, constrict its ability to breathe life into the universe. I have little affection for rectangles, trapezoids, and triangles. They have too many sharp corners, edges exposed to puncture, deflate the clouds wherein float creative inklings. For similar reasons, I find it very difficult to write imaginatively on lined or graphed paper.