Most work day mornings I arrive in the city very early and sit in the Daley Center watching people and contemplating life before I gather up my satchel and head into the office. I normally listen to music with a headphone in one ear leaving the other ear open to her the sounds of the city. Frequently, songs lyrics spawn trails of thought that I capture in a little black notebook. This is the first in a series of blogs that capture the rabbit trails birthed by song lyrics.
He left the shack
But that was all he missed
And he ain’t coming back.
~Boz Scaggs, Lido Shuffle
How many times have I missed the proverbial boat as I navigated the seas of life during my 55 years on this planet? Taking a Zen perspective, everything that has happened in my life, all the decisions I have made, each event that has occurred to get me where I am today is exactly as it should have been. I am in the precise location I belong in this moment, sitting at a table beneath the Picasso having and recording these thoughts.
A small adjustment that may have been nice – to have continued my formal education over the years, to continue expanding the breadth and depth of my knowledge along many different schools of thought. Get MBAs. Get MFAs. Get advanced degrees in a wide array of subjects.
It’s not too late. The MBA is in progress and the myriad of books I have made friends with have given me more diverse knowledge than I could have imagined when I graduated Engineering school with it’s narrow focus on the behavior of electronic circuits.
Back then I could never have imagined I would spend over 25 years studying leadership. Having grown up in the Suburban Midwest in a homogenous society of white, middle-class Americans, I never would have believed I would be so fascinated with understanding and navigating inter cultural dynamics that I would devour books written by authors from across the globe seeking alternate understandings to the truths of life gained being educated in US schools. Or that I would board a flying boat and spend 18 months immersed in India, in one of the oldest cultures on the planet. And I am excited to see what ports I experience with the boats I will ride in the future.
Life’s been good to me so far. ~Joe Walsh, Life’s Been Good