Create more than you consume


Recently, I attended a session at our church for "technology and families". The speaker (who I hope to have on the Sharpen podcast soon!) offered great insight and practical tips to help families think through technology better in their home lives. The one thing that stood out to me that day was....

Create more than you consume. 

Her comments were around creating more, rather than consuming technology and being entertained and thought for. So I went home and began pondering how we might create more than we consume when it comes to technology. (I also went home and when my hubby turned on Netflix for the girls to watch while we prepared lunch, I yelled "NOOOOO!" as he grabbed the remote. Haha-- ZERO Technology today, man!) 

And as I thought more about this idea, I found it translating to so many other areas of my life. Things like....

- Create more friendships by initiating rather than sulk and wait for someone to initiate to me

- Create healthy meals by investing resources rather than consume what I want, when I want it

- Create moments to reflect and plan rather than just consume the days and their events

- Create order in a household of littles rather than consume the messes as a victim of toddler destruction (haha!) 

Creating more than we consume enriches lives and the speaker of the family tech. session emphasized this-- this is the joy of creating. We stretch our minds, our bodies, and our hearts to a greater extent for greater impact. 

I'll keep reflecting on this idea and ask for you to join me-- what can I create vs. consume in my life? 

Be a Telynda

Last week, I attended my company's National Sales Meeting. And it was actually my 6th NSM with the company. So as I walked in for this event, I ran into familiar faces, knew the general format of the agenda, and was excited to keep running into more people from across that nation that have become great friends. 

I couldn't help but think back to my very first NSM. I knew hardly anyone but the people on the local team. But as I started thinking back to that first event, I found myself extremely grateful. I had two team mates that reached out and let me ride with them to Chicago instead of driving alone (Mike and Del!). I didn't have to make the first step into the meeting not knowing a soul because I had two team mates to walk in with that knew many of the people we passed. 

And then were was my room mate- Telynda. Telynda was in a role with the company that she actually could have been in a room by herself but guess what she did? She gave that up and offered to be my room mate that week. I went to networking receptions with her, to the general sessions, and the evening social outings. Telynda would introduce me to everyone she knew (She knows everyone, btw) and was so kind in her introductions. She probably barely remembers the details of this NSM, but I certainly remember them all well.

Telynda and I went to a Cubs game... And if Del Brinson is reading this he is about to make some comment about Cubs and Cards and I just can't tolerate that kind of hate mail, buddy! 

Telynda and I went to a Cubs game... And if Del Brinson is reading this he is about to make some comment about Cubs and Cards and I just can't tolerate that kind of hate mail, buddy! 

For a newbie, it goes beyond words for someone to spend a week doing this, to take you in as a colleague and friend. I know it required some sacrifices-- giving up that private room, communicating to everyone that her tag-along was new, etc. etc. But I bet many of you can think back to a moment like this when a veteran like T took your newbie self into his/her world and showed kindness and the type of person you wanted to be. 

Especially in a world that stereotypes women (and sometimes its the reality, too) as each other's competitor... there is only so much pie to go around so gotta get your full....

Not Telynda. Not that week nor throughout the time I had the pleasure to work with her. The example was set-- women champion other women. You make introductions, you invite along for opportunities to develop business acumen, you encourage when it's a rough day. 

After this year's GROW gathering at our National Sales Meeting, I couldn't help but be full of gratitude yet again for this "Telynda factor" playing out. GROW is for women in the company to grow relationships, opportunities, and their network. We had a TED-talk like event in which peer-to-peer speakers shared some really creative and inspirational stories. Some of you may have attended and are rolling your eyes thinking, "Kirby you were one of the speakers, how kind of you to mention how great the talks were." Ha! I am describing the 3 other individuals who shared their stories in this way. And then the coolest part? The Telynda factor happened-- as a speaker, I saw the other speakers high fiving each other, taking notes, and smiling the biggest smiles. The women in the room were listening intently, sending texts to champion the talks of the day, and nodding along during each speaker's time. 


I left that day with abiding gratitude. So if you were at the event, keep being a Telynda. This is the good stuff, y'all. 

Champion, encourage, call out the good stuff. Be a Telynda. 

Lessons from the rogue Schnauzer

I posted this photo in my Instagram story a few weeks ago.


5:58 am in Kentucky before the heat amps up for the day: A sweet moment in the early part of the day, drinking coffee as my little one is waking up to join me… such sweetness.

But what I didn’t follow up with was a video series on the remainder of that Monday morning. This gal came outside to call her puppy, Ozzie the-rogue-Schnauzer, back into the house from his potty break. But the thing is that he didn’t come…. So we shouted some more. (I’m sure the neighbors loved this at 6 am.)

So obviously his wireless collar had failed us. Also it’s a Monday morning… With a conference call about to begin. So the oldest and the hubby took off driving around the neighborhood looking for Ozzie because she says, “Sissy will be really sad if he ran away”. (Sweet sister, rotten dog) The youngest starts waking up moments later and then the door bell rings. Oz man is now at the front of the house and our neighbor had come over to tell us. (Did she hear us yelling at 6 am? Whoops.)

Where has he been? He has ruined my peace and quiet of a Monday morning. That stinkin’ dog.

So we walked outside with Trix (you gotta do what you gotta do). Ozzie can tell I’m ticked and runs over… but straight to the baby (who is now 20 months so not so much a baby). She greets him with a hug, a happy squeal, a handful of cereal, and the biggest smile. She didn’t even know he had taken off; that’s just the way she greets him each morning.

Can you blame Ozzie? He had gone down the wrong path, partly because his owner (yours truly) let him get there. He knew he was in trouble. And when the one Green stood with open arms and a snack vs. the other one with an angry face, he knew exactly what to do. 

Driving the girls into town that morning, I laughed to myself thinking about the events of the morning and also began to reflect on the two characters displayed. No wonder Ozzie or any person for that matter would go to the youngest Green. A scowl on the face, posture of anger, and clinched fist of Trix doesn't sound like someone I want to process a mishap with.... obviously, Oz man wasn't up for much processing (but rather a long nap after his eventful morning adventure). But our different reactions reminded me of the kind of person I want to be if someone is coming to me with an issue, concern, or a mistake. 

W30 Completion 🍎🍊🍋🍏

I thought a day-by-day journal would be kept for the remainder of Whole 30 but the same themes day after day existed. So here we are.......

Whole 30 is complete!

Feeling 🏃🏻‍♀️👌🏻💪🏻

8 lbs down

Eating better than I have, probably in my lifetime

And those themes after that first week that continued for the rest of the month?

- Lots of grocery shopping but it became much easier once I figured out how much to buy in one stop

- More fresh fruits and veggies than ever.... 

- I miss coffee creamer dearly

- My exercise felt better (lighter!) most days

- The daily decisions didn't feel like a big weight anymore... they just happened

So all in all, I highly recommend Whole 30 and we will be practicing the fundamentals from here out as a family. But you better believe my coffee has had cream in it on the daily since completion. (Partly because they took my ghee and coconut oil at the airport but only a few of you know what I'm talking about and are rolling your eyes because I'm still lamenting the loss)

If you are considering, my favorite recipes include:

1. Coconut shrimp curry with cauliflower rice

2. Beef with lime and garlic pepper in the crockpot

3. Grilled chicken and veggies

4. Veggie Frittata

Week 1 of W30

When we started Whole 30 last week, there were a slew of calendars and pictures that shared the sentiment of each day. The highs and lows. Mostly lows, if we're being honest. Ha! 

I decided to keep a daily journal on how it's all going. Mainly for myself. Partly for ranting. 

Day 1:

- The planning is insane-- but the grocery shopping was rather easy. Just go to essentially 3-4 sections of the store and camp out for a bit. 

- No coffee creamer? Black coffee? For real, Melissa whatever your name is? 

- I went to bed with a headache. A wake up call, for sure, in that obviously I have some dependance going on with certain food groups. The tasty food groups. Ha! 

Day 2:

- I woke up feeling less groggy/foggy and without my stomach growling which was a surprise. 

- Head ache existed throughout the day but only minor one. 

- So. Much. Grocery Shopping. 

- Purchased unsweetened almond milk... hopeful but setting proper expectations that it's not going to be great in my coffee 

Day 3:

- Woke up without a head ache or a completely empty stomach 


- Scratch the head ache comment... it's baaaaack! My stomach is telling my head (and heart- ha!) to enjoy some pizza, ice cream, and chips and salsa.... but my calendar with WHOLE 30 written at the top is telling my head no. So it protests. 

Days 4, 5, 6:

- The headaches are gone! They have stayed gone, too. But oh-so tired... I've been out in the sun a lot lately for work so that's factoring in but as expected, tired as heck. 

- My snack now includes a Lara Bar with Almond Milk. I had that on these days and it felt like splurging.... ohmyword... what has this come to?!

- We had invited some friends over a month or so ago for dinner and then realized that not everyone might love a Whole 30 meal. Ha! But they still came, ate a meal with us, and brought cookies for the children's sake. Our daughters love them dearly now for this mighty act of sugar and delight and now want them as parents, at least for the next 3 weeks. 

Days 7 and 8 (ok now we're into week 2 a bit):

- So I've discovered that the use of garlic pepper, ancho chili pepper, garlic powder, and some lime juice used on any meat in the crockpot leads to a pretty good meal in the evenings. Hubby voted this as a great option post-Whole 30. Which we often discuss what life will look like on the other side.... we even shared the food item we will enjoy when this madness ends. Pitiful? Yes. We. Are. 

- Meal prepped for the week ahead which should make life easier-- less chopping, cutting of veggies and fruits. 

Hopefully helpful on a practical note because I have to have routine in meals to keep my sanity:

- Breakfast is bullet proof coffee 

- Lunches are either eggs with avocado, hot sauce, and a fruit or a salad with W30 components 

- Dinners include a protein in the crockpot usually with an oven roasted veggies and fruit

- Snack is a Lara Bar with Almond Milk (unsweetened, original) or W30 approved nuts 

Because there is nothing magical about January...


Because there is nothing magical about January.... 

(in the words of Lara Casey)

I decided to join in the Whole 30 madness/insanity/goodness/sh*% in May for a few reasons:

1. Better access to fresh fruits and veggies being harvested here locally 

(Thank you Cecil Farms for my fresh box this summer.)

2. Out of the winter haze and snack-a-thon

3. The most important why.... dependence is being evaluated... and what I mean by that is....

Recently, I've been observing and trying to attack things I have dependence on. Now not the "good stuff" in life dependence. But things weighing me down, literally and figuratively. A few examples- social media, junk food/desserts. If I'm so drawn to something like food that taking something away gives me head aches, makes me moody, or causes any addiction-like symptoms, Houston, we have a problem. Please hear this-- I am not against dairy, grains, gluten etc. like some commentary you'll read on Whole 30. I am quite for lots of good protein, fruits, vegetables and want that to be the majority of what I consume. (P.S. Thanks America's farmers for making this a reality.) The goal for me is to strip down the diet so much to point out obvious and not so obvious addictions to show, hey I don't need this. And I'm going to take it away to prove it. 

(Coffee is one but don't touch that one, my friends. And if you do bring it up, you're a goner in terms of friendship. I mean, just kidding. My hubby went cold turkey on coffee and all caffeine and is handling it like a pro so it gives me hope... but not enough now to want to take it away... baby steps)

So if you're considering Whole 30, I'm not sure if my upcoming weekly summaries will encourage you or deflect you since I don't know what fully this will entail. But I'm hopeful that on Day 30 my statement is-- DO IT! HOORAY, I FEEL SO MUCH MORE ENERGY. And if it happens to be-- THIS IS THE WORST DECISION OF MY LIFE, which is likely apparently at some point, then maybe still do it any way. Hard things in life do not equal bad things in life. 

More to come on this decision in life.... 

Meanwhile, I'll be hunkered down this week trying to not be angry toward anyone who is drinking flavored coffee, eating Chex Mix, or DARE I SAY IT (see the hanger is already coming out) telling me about a new cheese they tried and loved. 

Would love to hear from you....What's something you want to start now because there is nothing magical about January? 

Advice from a Shark


On a recent episode of Entre Leadership, Daymond John talks about his newest book and shares more about his life story. If you're a fan of Shark Tank, you know Daymond and his story a bit but this episode shared more about his recent battler with cancer and what becoming a Dad of a sweet baby girl has led him to focus on over the past few years.  

I loved when he talked about networking-- I'm not quoting him with this... it was something to the degree of...

Don't focus on the people at the so-called "top". Get time and learn from ordinary people doing extraordinary things. 

He shared he had learned a ton from a mother of two children on how to champion his daughter who has dyslexia. He shared that a step father who is his true father in life had molded him. 

When young professionals think about networking, there tends to be a pressure to try to get time with those at the top of the business, the keynote at a conference, or the "girl or guy in charge". But if our goal is to build relationships to widen our perspective on life, I think Daymond has a great message for us to seek out the ordinary doing extraordinary things. They have gritty, life perspective, they have real life, practical applications, and most of all, they are influential because of their persistent, consistent life work. 

I'm thinking.... 

Farmers, teachers, nurses, just to name a few....

In a recent episode of Sharpen, Dr. Bob Long talked about this being a crucial part of his career and told us a few stories of when he did this and the impact those people had in the world of nonprofit. 

And Daymond's message made me breathe in some fresh air on the concept of networking because MY KINDA PEOPLE that are easy to talk to, make time for you, and have a real life connection to the policies, programs, and people that matter. 

Thoughts from the cheese platter


Picture this:

You anxiously await your chance, the opportunity to get 30 seconds to impress. Do you interrupt the conversation NOW? Wait for a moment so you don't seem rude? But heck, you still need to make your way in for your 30 seconds. 30 seconds of opportunity to impress. That's right- the 30 seconds right before someone more impressing comes along as almost an unplanned tag team to take your place. 

Ok, you made it over. Get ready. Hand shake and the talk begins. 

Their eyes are wondering, looking for the next person to talk to. Ah. Ok, now eye contact again. I'm getting a blank stare. Geez. What's this person thinking? 

(Smiles and says so great to have met you.) You somehow get positioned out of the circle. 

Did you impress? Did you earn your keep? Did you make a connection? So many questions to consider why checking out the cheese tray before trying to attempt the same pattern again. (And now you know why there is a cheese tray featured in this post. Because any excuse to post a picture of cheese and talk about cheese is a great excuse. Amen?)

Some of you are picturing a round of the Bachelor or Bachelorette. It makes a lot of sense why. But for today's post, this is a picture painted of a networking reception. Young professionals might be laughing now because TRUTH. This experience often leaves us feeling like another round of this reality TV show. Except we don't leave with a rose at the end of the night-- we're the ones sending a follow-up email or text, hoping to receive a reply. 

I'm not going to hate on networking receptions because they can be hugely beneficial. Yet just like the bachelor is not a long-term approach to building solid relationships, nor are typical networking receptions. Relationships are formed with people who should have more substance than a few minutes of conversation and also another component: time. Relationships take time and effort and trust. 

The pressure can feel like too much before, during, and after a networking reception to leave a great first impression, send the best follow up email, and then wah-lah: make a life-long connection. 

So hopefully to help with this bachelor-of-an-experience, here are some things that wise people have shared regarding these beloved networking receptions:

1. Don't fake it: don't fake another persona or set of values or anything at all to gain a first impression you think the other person wants you to come with-- you can only come with what you know and who you are. Just imagine trying to keep up various acts after the event-- wait, was I the introverted-smart guy or gal? Or shoot, did I need to become an enthusiast who made everyone laugh? 

2. Curiosity wins: pre-formulated questions often feel just like that-- robotic. Natural curiousity wins-- be intentional and also be curious to let the conversation go where it goes. 

3. Elevate others: Someone who engages in conversation ready to elevate others-- a manager, a friend, a college student, a team mate-- those are the ones to migrate toward. Do the same when appropriate. Champion others in your conversations and you will find networking receptions feel a bit different-- less "prove how awesome you are in a few minutes" and more "use this as an opportunity to share the good things those around you are doing". That is to say this may be a good chance to share something you personally are doing in a particular space and that's great, as well. But by bringing in the impact of your work on others, this tone can continue in the conversation.

4. Follow up: But not with the templated email you found when googling "example of a good follow up email to send after a networking reception." Make it personal, make it memorable to the conversation, make it valuable to the other person. Also, dare I say it but a phone call might also be a great option for follow up. (And all of the millennials squirm... ha!) Someone once shared that he steps aside at receptions or any event in which he meets someone new to jot down a few notes so he doesn't forget something that person shared-- hometown, a new hobby taken on, the university a child attend, etc. 

21 days (plus 344 more)


If you read my last post, you might think I'm an avid runner. (But now you're questioning it because there is a cake as the lead photo so who knows....) You might even scoff because don't we all love those posts that show up in our social media feed-- 

Just ran 10 miles today. #startsmall


Just finished a small jog today in this beautiful spring weather. #15milesofblessings

#kickme (and a handful of you might laugh at this inside joke quote)

Ok, I get it. So let me go back about a year ago when I first started running again.

I had always heard that it takes 21 days to form a habit and that if you evaluate your life and see an area that needs improvement, give it 21 days of solid commitment and it becomes a habit. 

I literally must be much slower than everyone else in life because when it came to running, that 21 day rule didn't apply-- I didn't want to keep running. Running had always been something I would do routinely.... for a few months and then, nothing. It was either too hot or too cold. How about 6 months later? Still didn't want to run. Too hot or too early in the morning or too late in the evening. This is not enjoyable-- let's go do something to intentionally wind myself and pant like a dog?! 

But then one year later of disciplined/forced habit formation-- Ahhhh. Hey, maybe this is enjoyable. Look at my recovery time, much better. One year later, and running is now a part of my weekly schedule. I look forward to my jogs and spend much of that time thinking (when the neighborhood dogs aren't chasing me during such time I am looking like a goof sweet talking 15 pound jaws of death). Running isn't just a habit-- it's a vital part of my week. 

During one such a run, I started thinking about this one year concept-- and started asking myself what were some things that were hard, I did them for a year, and they were either habits or truly worth every second in the end. I'm nearing one year of writing down 3 points of gratitude each day-- now a habit and now something I crave to start my day with. I truly have a foggy, ungrateful mindset when I don't. One year of doing a Jen Wilkin Bible study. She requires you to do a lot of homework, thinking, and question asking. It's hard work to fit it in each day. Totally worth it-- I think I've learned more in a year about the Bible by studying this way. And sad to say, these were pain points in my day at first-- an extra thing to do. It took a year-- a year of complaining internally, a year of learning how to fit things in the day. But now they are habits and I notice a difference when I do not have these moments built into my day. 

So I'm starting to think about habits in yearly terms. I wonder if this might be a more helpful approach as young professionals as we focus on habit creation in our lives? Listen, you're probably much quicker in life than I am so maybe it's a 6 month criteria. Because sometimes we need some time to struggle, force the habit, still hate it, force it again, and then eventually, maybe after months down the road, see the fruit of the effort. 

What is a habit you are working on forming? Can you commit a year to this? 

Heads Up (but not always)


I went on a run this morning, an April morning in Kentucky. If you don't live here, you might imagine a chilly spring morning, birds chirping, and the sun peaking through the sky, about to warm up the day of blossoms and green grass. 

It was 34 degrees and snowing, wind blowing flurries all around. Not your ideal Kentucky spring morning. 



As I first started running, the bitter cold smacked me in the face along with the snow. I then tucked my face down to avoid that cold wintery feeling but then shortly started to see light reflections around me as folks were leaving in their vehicles. It was then that I realized I needed to look back up to avoid getting hit by a car. But as soon as I did that, those little snow flakes started smacking me in the face again. As the run continued, I realized it was going to have to be a balance of both, getting hit in the face by the wintery mix while looking up for the big stuff-- cars in and out-- while also tucking back down to stay focused and steady on my run.

It made me think how this was very much the nature of a work day for young professionals. The combination of keeping our heads up to see the big stuff coming that we aren't prepared for while also keeping our heads down to do the work and staying focused. 

I've had a few mentors ask questions along the line of thinking before-- what are you doing to accomplish your work right here and now? And at the same time, what are you doing to develop your future plans, take a look at the big things headed your way?

And so today, after my wintery April run, I hope this can remind us all to consider these questions. Maybe just imagine yourself on a run in Kentucky in April when it's snowing to illustrate the scenario. (Insert palm-to-face emoji) 

Realists and Idealists and Painters


We love the good ol'-- is the glass half empty or half full. By one's choice, we can determine if he/she is an optimist or pessimist. And then those people get labeled "idealists" and "realists". And the idealists live in utopia, out of touch with the hard realities of life while the realists get the core of what's going on and remind us all to forget change and relish in negativity. I've seen where these labels, in the workplace and beyond, can create a false illustration of the mindset of people, especially those who get labeled as idealists. (Shameless self identification here.) 

Positivity in the workplace is often dubbed as an ideally-minded person, someone who smiles a lot and keep the mood up in the room, and always points out the positive side of the scenario. And the realists often are dubbed as the skeptics in the back of the room ready to raise a hand to forecast all of the missing links, all that can go wrong. 

And while some of these attributes may be true, for better or for worst, this idealist vs. realist mindset, that you are one or the other, is not very helpful. What is also not helpful for young professionals is to think we then have to take on this character in the workplace (and beyond) based on what group we identify with.

I've seen some leaders model great examples of being visionary BECAUSE of being in touch with the reality of circumstances AND painting a picture or getting us all to paint a picture of "what if". They paint the core of what's going on, describing it in a way that you know-- they know what's up here. And then they lead us to re-create and re-paint the situation at hand. Sometimes not smiling and sometimes at the risk of the mood in the room. 

What if young professionals started to appreciate these painters for the display of both idealism and realism? To want to become like these great leaders? As people who find our place in the middle of these two-- who don't dub the idealists as out of touch or the realist as downers. 

This is also what I've seen from these leaders:

1. It takes discipline: to think and to feel and see. Instead of engulfing in emotions that sway us in extremes, these people are disciplined to think AND feel, followed by painting the picture of "what if". It's easier to spiral in various directions; it takes discipline to keep steady. 

2. They live lives in touch with the core of the work: No wonder the picture can be painted so well, it's because they are living it. Let's give some love to our skeptics-- no wonder that is the sentiment because we often have people in positions of power or authority who make no effort to understand the core of what they are doing. 

3. Authenticity: This one is oh-so key. The words they use, the tone they speak with, the attitude... it all bears weight in carrying this painters message. 


Girl, get your work clothes on.


There is a book out now called "Girl, wash your face". Honestly, I have no clue what it's about except for that fact that everyone in my Instagram is posting about it. Every time I see a post, I actually think of a totally unrelated statement from my parents... (and can hear them saying this in my head_

Girl, get your work clothes on.

Waking up the morning, getting home from school, right after church, you name it-- It was time for our work clothes. For farm families, there is always an animal or plant to care for, it seems. We had show animals like pigs, goats, and sheep so there was ALWAYS a little diva of an animal named Fluffy or Rosie that needed a bath, special skin oil, or a portion of their curated meal provided. Seriously. See why I said divas? But sometimes the agenda included a calf needing to be pulled, a neighbors driveway needing to be cleared of the snow, or hay to be hauled in the hot sun.

When we put on our boots and work clothes, we were not only prepared for the day ahead practically but our minds were, as well. I knew my life was not about sitting around waiting for someone else to do the job. My Dad told me so a couple of times, too. (Ha-- see also Farmer Joe's form of grounding children. Brillant.)

Many of us don't wear boots, jeans, and t-shirts with pockets to work. And many of us do. No matter what we wear to work, young professionals can visualize the clothing and footwear as all work clothes. And I mean REAL work clothes. Let's not be afraid to literally get our hands dirty. Getting dressed in the morning, do we put on clothes with full intent to do some work? I wonder what my Dad would define as work and should probably ask him but I imagine it would go something like...

When you might not want to do something and you do it any way. And you might sweat or get dirty doing it. 

I once heard a Chick Fil A Executive speak at an event and share that when doing visits at their stores, the first thing the E-Suite team does when arriving in the parking lot is get out and pick up trash. I imagine they are all professionally dressed. But these folks view their clothing as true work attire. 

I often heard this growing up- "When you do a job you love, you never work a day in your life." The intent is good but the phrase in and of itself can leave  many young professionals questioning if their jobs are worth it because sometimes they do have to umm... work. I'm assuming the Exec. team of Chick Fil A wouldn't say that picking up trash at locations is the most exciting, life-giving part of their days. And sometimes, some knucklehead leaves chewing gum on the ground that he/she just picked up. Not glamorous. But it needs to be done and it is our job to do so. 

I think there is an element of work as young professionals where we must learn to delegate and ask that question of-- should I be the one doing this? But our generation in the marketplace has been fed an incorrect version of this. We can love our jobs and it can feel like work-- both of those at the same time. Putting on the proper work clothes can help us frame this up better each day. 

When we show up with literal and figurative work boots and work clothes, it's our job. And we're ready to do it. 

Water bottles and the 'Do you know who I am?' syndrome


I recently had a plane ride in which a 7th grade science test question played out. The gal on the end of my row had a water bottle, went to open her water bottle in the air that had a straw opening, and kapoosh-- the water went right up in the air and landed on the head of the gentleman in front of us. 

The test question would have read something like:

Upon reaching full altitude during a plane ride, a water bottle with trapped water in a straw, trapped at ground level, will do the following once opened:

A) remain in the straw

B) dribble out of the straw

C) fly through the air and land on the head of a business man who can't laugh to save his life

Ok.... So hint, hint.... the answer was C. The gal next to me apologized to the man as soon as it happened, asked the flight attendant for some napkins, offered those napkins to him, and apologized yet again. This man couldn't let it go. "Do you know who I am?" radiated all around or maybe it was the water glistening off his hair with those airplane lights shining above. He was angry and there was nothing that could change that for this malicious person behind him DARE engage in such hooligan behavior. 

Sometimes we need to laugh. And get over ourselves. At the least, let someone off the hook for a complete and total accident that really did no harm. (Maybe he felt his hair was on point that day and was upset about it?)

Let us not be young professionals without a sense of humor, an ability to let people off the hook, and any sense of the what I like to call the "do you know who I am?" syndrome. Because no, no one really does most times nor do they care. Also, let us be young professionals with strawless water bottles on airplane rides. Except maybe not, because this one provided a good laugh for everyone in our section except that poor victim. 



Last week, I was able to be a part of a service project at my company's HQ. We partnered with Cheerodicals to pack delightful green boxes of fun and learning for children who are undergoing treatment at a children's hospital in St. Louis, MO. 

Prior to this service project, we had several wonderful sessions-- guest speakers, panel discussions, forward-looking presentations. We had intentional networking time to kick off the day. It was a well-planned agenda to a T.

What was unique about this gathering was that it was for the women in our company. Actually, the first time we had held a summit like this and the time frame was a couple of days. When it came time for the to wrap up the first day, a woman took the stage to share a story about her own son had been in a children's hospital for an accident. And how we all had the great privilege to pack a small box of fun for children who are facing battles in life at a nearby children's hospital. Immediately I saw women bounce out of their seats, cheerfully on to the next segment of the afternoon, all-in. Those boxes were packed with joy and speed, as we knew that leadership meant squat if we don't have our why behind what we do-- serving others for the betterment of lives. And in a small way, this project allowed us to package a small bit of betterment into the lives of families just a few miles away facing trials in their lives. 

Service projects are not for photo shoot opportunities. They are not meant for just those warm and fuzzy sentiments. This was about doing something real, tangible that meant something really significant for the people in the room. There was synergy, and relationships blossomed before our eyes. Gather people together for a meaningful project and they come alive.

I stepped away to go live on Instagram for this project and it was quite amazing. Strangers talking to strangers for the first time that day and women from all across North America finding commonality in something that made our hearts beat.

For young professionals leading in the marketplace and beyond, consider implementing something like this for your next team meeting or staff gathering. I would dare say that in 25 years when everyone has long forgotten about any workshop or panel session, we will all remember preparing those boxes of cheer for the hospital. What a meaningful project to be a part of. 



I often fall into the trap of use of the word "deserve". Maybe more so mentally using the word in my thoughts but don't we love that word? We love to use phrases like...

I deserve better. I worked hard for this, I deserve it. You deserve someone who appreciates you.

Maybe it's something I'd like to have or be a part of or maybe it's something I currently do have. So spoken more for a protective sense of the word. But anytime I catch myself using the word deserve, I then try to mentally remind myself to go back to my 5th grade English class. We would often dissect sentences to show where the noun, adjectives, etc. were located to better understand the use of each individual word. And the goal was to also understand the true meaning of words or correct mistakes we made in using certain words in a sentence. 

So using that apparently old-school learning technique, I remind myself that I need to do a little word revision. By taking off the "de", I can quickly remind myself of the true goal-- to serve and not be served. Think I deserve more recognition for doing something? Serve, not deserve. Think I deserve some time away to relax? Serve, not deserve. 

As young professionals, a serving, not deserving, mindset will move our companies, organizations, and communities toward progress, get the attention off ourselves, and create an environment in which the concern for the "credit" is of less focus than the meaningful work being done. This is not to say that company culture that rewards and appreciates quality performance is not important. It is to say that in our circle of influence each and every day, a quick word dissection and revision can make a big impact on our outlooks. 

True Influence and the Follower Factory


A recent article by the New York Times, The Follower Factory, exposes what is going on in the world of social media. In short, people can buy followers for nearly a penny per account to portray that they have more influence. I encourage you to read the article here. 

The details will make you cringe. It did for me. And also quite thankful the extent in which the NYT explained what's going on in the virtual world. 

Some key messages to encourage you in your week:


Every account is known as a follower and in this case, not even REAL accounts of REAL people that truly believe in your platform or care to know you more. My tiff is in the use of the word follower over and over. People and their social media accounts are not yours or mine or anyone's possession and more so, one we can buy to portray a certain image. Yuck. True influence has nothing to do with designated followers. True influence is synergy and humility and it's all done with conviction. No wonder it is all fake-- this model doesn't work. 

2. Pennies

For the "cost of a penny per follower".... we hear this throughout the article. Investing into people to have influence in culture and society costs-- it certainly costs more than a penny per person. To influence means sacrificing time and money and sleep and self-interest for the sake of others-- and to do so for a far greater benefit than self. People are not followers that can be bought, especially by a penny per person. I'll use it again- yuck. 

3. ROI

The more followers they have, the more money they make. To purchase followers for a penny per person and then to make loads of money off of them-- yuck. The challenge here is that many of us will never "buy" followers on social media but do we become something else or drop a conviction to get the ROI? It is so tempting to view social media in this way. 

This article gives us a glimpse into true influence while exposing the flaws of this model. Influence is not about mass, fake followers purchased with a penny to create magnified ROI for on person. True influence looks like:

- A manager who worked a weekend event so his/her employees could be at home with their children

- A parent in the middle of the night who loses sleep so a sick toddler can rest

- A pastor who sacrifices time away from family to be with a family in need 

Influence invests, costs, and is real. 



I like to make it a habit to write on Monday mornings for this blog. It's really more for the discipline of sitting down to write what I'm learning and what someone else may find value in. I try to jot down topics and ideas throughout the week, schedule it as a task on Things for Mondays mornings while enjoying that cup of coffee early in the morning to kick off the day and week.

I skipped out last week. I had jotted down that "agape love" was to be the topic, the Monday before Valentines Day and Ash Wednesday. What better week to highlight that love is enduring, unconditional, persists through suffering, and doesn't seek selfishness. I had considered practical applications for young professionals like myself regarding agape love-- selfless work ethic, lack of concern for the "credit", and fostering unity in the workplace. 

Sunday evening, Feb. 13th, my aunt passed away after over two years of a battle with cancer. My uncle had passed away only months before from over a year battle with cancer, as well. My Dad is one of fourteen children and most would assume that a family this size has grown not only in numbers but also in distance and therefore distant in connectivity. Quite the contrary. This family is a through thick and thin type group. You might be ticked off at the other but someone calls at 2 am with a flat tire. No hesitation, you leave to help. So when two of the siblings went to battle with cancer, they all went to battle with cancer. 

What I was going to write about on Monday morning just didn't happen. Not only is a blog not the priority after losing a loved one-- I didn't need to write it down to actualize it. I saw faithfulness in the form of day by day by day commitment to another, meals prepared, tears cried, miles driven to and from appointments. I saw love amidst suffering and pain. 

The beauty of Valentines Day and Ash Wednesday landing on the same day was a demonstration that love and suffering are a pair. Love is not an emotion or a whim or anything along the line of the modern day thinking of "all about me and my feelings." 

Agape love-- unconditional love of the Father displayed by Christ on a cross. What a radical juxtaposition. Ultimate sacrifice; life-giving. Love and truth; Mercy and grace; suffering and hope. When you're in the presence of this love, it is hard to even write on it. 

So no practical application here. Some days it's good to sit on something. 

The reality is...


I was wide-eyed awake at 1:30 am this morning. I had a dream that our girls were trying to 'skydive' from the balcony of our house and I was trying to run, in the middle of the night, to catch them. Naturally, after waking up to this odd dream (100% random) I couldn't go back to sleep. My dream felt so real, even though I knew both of my girls were sleeping upstairs (and yes, I checked their monitors to be certain).

Perception and Reality-- it's interesting how the first impacts the latter so often. Take this dream for instance-- not real, not remotely real, yet it felt that way for a few hours. This got me thinking-- what if I started acting on those feelings from that dream? What if I started viewing the girls in light of that dream, wrapping them up in bubble wrap because they can't be trusted in the middle of the night from shenanigans? Forcing them to sleep within eyeshot just in case? And then take it a step farther- what if I viewed them and treated them accordingly for the rest of their lives, all because of one perception of their judgement? 

How often do we let our feelings and ideas and mischaracterizations guide us in operating as if it is the truth, most especially about people? I know I'm guilty.

Perceiving someone as rude and therefore he/she is rude. Perceiving someone as cold or harsh therefore he/she is cold and harsh. We stamp people with labels and then hold fast to that label for a lifetime, sometimes. 

Some people would argue-- 'But this is intuition, I'm a great judge of people'. Or-- 'I had a gut feeling so I acted on it.' I think there are times when intuition is in play-- especially as a parent, I see this. Often, when we advocate for others and their needs, we do have an intuitive ability to read the situation especially for someone in the midst of struggle. 

But oh-so-often, this becomes a statement to justify our feelings that are dwelled on or acted upon, turning perception, warped or maybe justifiably, into an operating truth. 

While we shouldn't operate as nieve, foolish individuals who can't see a pattern that negatively impacts people, we should filter thoughts, ideas, and feelings through lenses of empathy, asking ourselves 1) where our perceptions might be incorrect or not real 2) what world is this person coming from. Not a literal part of the world, although this might be true, what is this person's framework for life? For today? 

"That is, when we judge the actions of others, we should put ourselves in their place, trying to understand how they see themselves and their world. And when we judge ourselves, we should see ourselves as others see us, overcoming the ease with which we find extenuating circumstances for ourselves." -Riso/Hudson (Personality Types) 

What I appreciate about this statement is that it brings into reality that we are constantly judging or determining more about those around us. (Don't view "judging" in the same way we use this word in society.) When we start to operate in this manner-- a manner of grace and a filter for feelings-- I have found, that relationships flourish tenfold, that we let people off the hook, our own hooks of perception. (Also the direction of this post was less self-reflective but that last line-- 'overcoming the ease with which we find extenuating circumstances for ourselves. Put a pin in that.)

For young professionals, this could be a game changer in the workplace, allowing for both empathy and accountability. A balancing act, not something that naturally happens, but with intentionality, we can choose to filter our perceptions. 

Also, side note: We will continue to study this idea-- the Enneagram-- on the Sharpen podcast in the coming months. Stay tuned! 

Pick up rocks


As a child, I would hear other kids at school talk about getting grounded as a form of discipline from their parents. Grounded? I wondered what this meant and entailed. So I asked one day.

You know, when your parents make you come home after school and sit in your room without getting to watch tv and maybe do chores and stuff.

What a dream! You see, this farmer's daughter has never been grounded before. Now, don't interpret as never needing discipline. For me, my Dad would give me a 5 gallon bucket and send me out to the farm, walking the fields to pick up rocks-- Big or small, put them in the bucket, take the bucket to a ditch, pour the rocks out there, and start all over. Actually, now that I think of it, picking up rocks is the most natural form of getting grounded... literally. So yes, he grounded me with this practice. 

It was an easy concept that would make a teenager do anything but get in trouble (and also ticked off to no end because who in the world gets told to pick up rocks that are in a field?!? Walk in a field and you'll see what I mean.). Now I can admit: It was character building, for sure, and it also showed me the need for those rocks to keep the ditch from washing out. I hated it and I learned a lot from picking up rocks. He also had a few other tricks up his sleeve like this for kiddos that didn't want to listen to a parent. #bestalternativestogrounding would have been his hashtag for my brother and I. Also: #isyourbuckethalffullorhalfempty #allnaturalgrounding (Ok, I'll stop humoring myself.)

Fast forward 20 years later and I find myself picking up rocks still. Literally, when I plant test plots with farmers, I try to pick up rocks in their tilled fields to keep them from messing up equipment. I do get looks but I think they appreciate it-- and now they know why. Ha! But I also view the small things in our work, the small things we sometimes don't want to do as 'picking up rocks'. It is important to our work, serving those in our workplace, and making progress to keep things from coming washing out below our feet, just like a ditch with no rocks to keep its banks stable. 

I see so many bloggers and writers talk about outsourcing the work you don't like to do-- you know, do the 'important work'. I do agree you can get caught up in things that do deter from your role and work at hand and there are some things to outsource or delegate. I also agree that as someone changes in roles of leadership and as life changes as a whole, you begin to see tasks that need to be transitioned to someone else to do the new work at hand. 

With that said, I think the message young professionals need to hear is to pick up the rocks. To do the small and maybe sometimes not so glamorous work at hand. And unlike the younger version of myself, to do so with joy and gratitude, as this is the work that is important. It is. And it matters to people. Keep the banks stable, do the work we've been given with diligence. 

Stairs in the City


I recently heard an analogy around obstacles in the workplace-- likened to stairs in the city when you are on crutches. You all of a sudden notice all of the stairs-- a couple to get into the front door, a bunch to get to the second floor, and even breaks in pavement that are now more difficult in your walk. If you aren't on crutches, you don't notice or think about these stairs unless you're winded from tackling several to get on your way. Think about a large city, too-- all of the stairs that folks go up and down all day long without thought-- while someone on crutches must plan and calculate every move, while also facing the surprise of stairs that they couldn't possibly have planned for in advance. 

I hesitated to write a post on momhood, seeing that I'm only 4 years into it. But the thing about challenges and obstacles is that we sometimes forget what it felt like or what we had to think about so often.... or we even harden our minds and hearts to develop somewhat of a "martyr" mentality-- as in, "I made it through that and it only made me stronger, so can you." I've found that mindset in the workplace and beyond does no one any good, and forgetting the past is a blessing and curse for me, so I write. And also as I write, I know that I write from a standpoint of privilege on this subject. 

Almost 4 years ago, my husband and I found out we were expecting our first. Excited as we were, there was also uncertainty as all parents feel (and still do feel). Focusing this experience specifically on the workplace, I could all of a sudden 'see the stairs in the city'. You hear other women talk about the challenges of morning sickness while also trying to lead a meeting; the literally dragging of your body to get out of bed to go to work 6 six weeks after giving birth; the year of stress, planning, humiliation, and pride of breastfeeding and pumping; And amidst all of this, you hear about women who are navigating this as single parents or in a far more challenging and difficult situations than your own. 

You hear all about it but now it's real life. And it means something for you. And while some of this is the beauty of motherhood and the challenges one faces, there are some things you want to see changed. 

I work in a male-dominated industry, most especially when it comes to the leadership of companies and organizations. What is encouraging to me is that our industry sees the impact women have upon the progress of agriculture and therefore recruit, develop, and retain women in traditionally male roles. When we aren't recruiting, developing, and retaining 50% of our population's gifts, we are losing as an industry. 

Where I see progress to be made is that crucial stage of motherhood-- the first few years when a mom returns to work and is navigating a whole new area of life. I could list article and link and post after another on this; the data is there and worth your time to review. Essentially, 43% of women with children leave the workplace. Many women want to leave and work from home full time. For women that want to stay in the workplace, how can we retain them and to do so well? In a way that says we not only have company values but we live them out down to the granular detail of our conversations and efforts for mothers returning to work?

 This is somewhat of a buzz topic right now, so I don't attempt to delve in as a expert but more so, recalling the past 4 years as a woman in the first few years of her career with two little children reflecting on what went well and what can go better in the future. I also recently heard a comment around "accessing the halls that only we walk to represent those that might never walk down our halls." May it be the agricultural community or a young professional or whomever might read this post, my hope it that this message gets into the halls of some places to start a conversation around improvement and engagement. Be the carrier into your sphere of influence, even if this season of life and the experiences that are mentioned are ones you might never personally experience or haven't to date. 

1. Don't Ask, Don't Tell

Friends and family members say one of the most difficult things about grieving the loss of a loved one is when people won't talk about them, even hesitant to use their names or talk about their qualities. It was always strange to me that the workplace environment operated this way with mothers of newborns: don't ask, don't tell. This also leads you to not feel open to bringing up your child in any capacity on your own accord. Going back to work after maternity leave does involve grief-- grieving that time away from your newborn baby that feels like a part of your body is elsewhere. By asking and telling, we open the conversation up to more than just "oh yes, she is doing great with her bottles this week" (while that's also pretty significant!). We open our employees and co-workers up to sharing the challenges and new perspective she has in a way that doesn't tell her that part of her life is non-existent. 

Practically speaking, it could look like:

- Hey, how you are doing with the transition back to work? Anything I could help with to make your transition go smoother? 

- Now, tell me about that little one-- what is he/she discovering or doing right now? Remind me of his/her name again.

- It's an exciting and tiring season of life. Please share any opportunity that we can do to make your transition go well and please share your pictures of (insert name of baby) as often as you take them.

2. Breastfeeding 

Oh man, some people are squirming in their seats. And that's quite unfortunate seeing that it is the 21st Century. (Ok no more sarcastic remarks.) This is not a breastfeeding vs formula conversation-- a "this or that" thing. It is merely a "this" thing. So when we have women in the workplace that are breastfeeding and pumping, how can we act like we've never heard of, thought of, or processed that this is an actual thing. (Ok, I lied about the sarcastic remarks.) Companies and organizations and churches and any place of public that say their women are important to the progress of the work being done must think through this one. Just like stairs in the city, gather your female influence and ask them if conferences, daily workplace environments, and other aspects of the role and work accommodate. She is seeing the stairs in the city and planning around them approx. every 3 hours, so odds are she can give you a hour by hour overview of your accommodations and systems in a snap. 

Practically speaking, it could look like:

- We want to support you during your time pumping in the workplace (or insert affiliation). Can you see any challenges now to accommodate this?

- This can be uncomfortable at times to navigate so if you ever experience any issues or a lack of support, please reach out and offer your feedback and ideas. 

- (Seriously men: if your face turns red at this subject and you manage or lead women, I would ask a close friend or your spouse to have a conversation about breastfeeding out loud. This is not shared to belittle anyone-- practice it outloud so that if you have a female employee that shares she is now breastfeeding after having a baby or brings up ideas to improve the current accommodations, your face doesn't turn bright red. It happens oh-so often and it communicates that as a people leader, you are not able to have this conversation because you are embarrassed which communicates to the female that you think she should also be embarrassed.) 

3. Feedback

Now, more than ever, your team mates and employees need your feedback. I'm not going to say that only the positive feedback is needed-- it is all needed. I always felt like the 'room to improve' felt better than the positive feedback only because it showed I could still do it and my work was valued. Managers, co-workers, etc. etc. please keep this in mind: use of the "before or after you had a baby" to frame up feedback is most likely not helpful. Not always, but most likely there are far better conversation openers. I've heard it all personally and from friends in the workplace post-baby-- before you had a baby, you did a better job with this; before you had a baby, we saw you more often to just drop by or drop in; after you had your baby, you seem laser focused and so serious. While I think feedback needs to be honest and helpful, framing this up for a woman who has experienced birth, recovery, and is now assimilating back into the workplace is worth thinking through vs. chin wagging. (Shout out to you, Ian, for this phrase.)

Practically speaking, it could look like:

- I just wanted to take a minute here to affirm your work and the (fill in the blank) that you've been bringing to the table this week. Where do you think the gaps are in that project you're working on and how can I help? 

- One thing that I think could be helpful to you is thinking through (insert area for improvement). Your ability to (insert area of strength) is so strong, you have such an ability to accomplish phenomenal work. How can I help?

Want brownie points and to communicate that you care about your mothers returning to work?

- You've been back to work for about 6 months now. Can you offer us feedback on what we did well to support you during your transition? How could we have done a better job? We certainly want to be doing the things that help support our mothers returning to work like yourself because you are such a valuable team member here. 

I recently heard a comment that we need more politicians and policy makers that know the price of a gallon of milk. I'm not pigeon holing mothers into doing the grocery shopping for their families solo but I also recognize that moms of little ones are in the know-- in the know of social injustices, especially toward children and families; the cost of basic needs that it takes to provide for a family, and most often, they know the price of a gallon of milk. We can't lose mothers, especially during those crucial years after having children, because of our lack of engagement with them-- the conversations and improvements and progress to be made in our businesses, organizations, and communities. We need the gifts, talents, and influence of these women and as we think about the stairs in our cities, let's be mindful not only of the barriers to helping these women take the next steps but also making the changes that help them move ahead and make us all better as they do so.