Category Archives: Creativity

What’s the Deal?

Depends on who you’re asking?

If you’re Amazon, the deal is the rowdiest bookstore on the planet. And, shop with us a lot and we’ll bring it to your doorstep for free. Oh, and no tax…yet.

If you’re the Alabama Crimson Tide, the deal is we don’t lose much.

If you’re Facebook, the deal is look WHO is doing WHAT.

If you’re TOMs Shoes, the deal is buy one give one.

Whatever your deal is, today, it must be sharable, text-able, email-able, remarkable.

And please take time developing your deal. We can spy junk mail and mass texts deals from a mile away.

Your deal allows the recruit to commit and the customer to click.

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The Aftermath After Math

You + Your Ideas = The Future

Eagle Eye View + Cheetah Eye View = Holistic Education

Decision + Brilliant Execution = Change

Big Hat + No Cattle = Big Hat

Me – My Pride = A Better Man

Listening + Responding + Service = Flawless Business Model

After the math lies the aftermath, and it is in these algorithms where we can decipher what is music or what is noise happening around us.

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Cross-Pollination

Careful not to be locked in your world.

Exposure to “otherness” will leads us all to see that we are all after
the same thing…hope.

Cowboy boots can learn a little something on a Manhattan subway, and
so can Brooks Brothers sleeves rolled up to serve at a shelter.

These boots were not just made for horseback, and these suits were
also meant for serving, not just selling.

It never ceases to amaze me how much “we” and “otherness” have in common. In the same breath, I’m always taken by the beauty that unfolds in the aftermath of cross-pollination.

The fingers of a bluegrass mandolin can learn a lot from a blue jazz soul.

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Unlearning

In 4th grade I can recall hours and hours of class time devoted to something called the T.A.A.S. test. This was (or is) the standardized test given to different age levels throughout the Texas public school system to grade one’s “aptitudes” up to this point.

The big deal of the T.A.A.S. test (or what I was convinced was the big deal) was the writing part of the exam. We were convinced this was such a big deal and so stressful that the teachers would make us stress relievers to squeeze and teach us yoga-like, meditating breathing techniques to use during this writing part of the exam. I was 10 years old, mind you.

To this day I can remember the Golden Rules we learned for writing on this exam.

  • Fill the pages with as many words as you can.
  • Use big fancy words.
  • Adjectives, Adjectives, Adjectives = A+

And now I’m unlearning what was required to be meditated on…

Less can be more. Big words sound fake. The right words won’t need adjectives.

What would happen if more 10-year-old fingers touched pianos prior to holding the pen?

I think the music would start to unfold in both scenarios.

 

 

 

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EntreSpiritual Thoughts and Convictions While Looking at Outer Space

Calling all stargazers chasing sunsets.

Calling all the lonely gamblers placing petty bets.

Calling all the cold souls dreaming highschool dreams.

Calling all the young and old that have never caught anything.

Could it be that this life means more than you think?

Your dreams aren’t just dreams – but reality.

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