Like most people, I’m probably not as bad as my worst enemies make me out to be, neither am I as good as my biggest fans tend to report. I am somewhere in between.
I love to write and I love to build environments in which people may thrive. I say “may,” because thriving is a choice. It is a choice that is independent of circumstance. To thrive is to live radiantly, thankfully, and on purpose.
My life has been largely consumed with building companies and more importantly, building spaces designed to draw out the best in people. In some cases it worked; in others it backfired. And I enjoyed the process regardless of the outcome.
Love what you do.
In my spare time I became a Master Falconer, Commercial rated multi engine land and sea pilot with an instrument rating, and played a bit of polo while training primarily in classical equitation.
Lots of lessons learned, but here’s one of the more universal: Never take a hobby that you have to feed.
My life of late is filled with writing, mentoring, and nurturing. This blog is one of my outlets, both for distributing my thoughts and for dealing with the vicissitudes of life. I love to teach as much as I love to lead; lately I’ve been doing more of the former and less of the latter.
I’ve been mentoring students at an innovative non-profit startup for teaching young entrepreneurs called Global U. I’ve also been instructing on servant leadership at 3D Teen Recovery. I’ve learned that my fulfillment depends wholly on my ability to assist others to their fulfillment.
I recently conducted a number of interviews with citizens of Belarus, who are in the midst of a quiet revolution. I was a Political Science major in university and I just cannot help myself when it comes to geopolitics. Government fascinates me. The mini documentary will be ready soon. I have learned that video editing is not my forte.
I’ve found most of my recent inspiration in ancient Rome and Greece lately, but I also have also developed a soft spot for classical and modern poetry. Poems are the music of the soul and the cry of humanity. Learning to write poetry is like learning to dance…awkward until you lose yourself in it.
My wife is Swiss and my boys are teens. Both mean the world to me.