RB Conversation

Today, during my day job, I spoke with someone at our website vendor (for the purpose of this blog we’ll call him RB). It was so inspiring to speak with him today. Of all the people I have actually met, he has one of the most interesting career paths. It includes working at a large commercial photography house and performing eye surgeries and working on prototypes for optical surgery. But this post is not about careers. It’s about geekiness.

Our conversation invigorated my desire to really get in touch with my industry. I wax and wane when it comes to how much motivation I have to keep up with such intangible schools of thought as the web technology, best practices, ehealthcare trends, analytics, ROI, etc. It is so easy to get all wrapped up in what we should be doing and why we are not doing it and how to get stakeholder by in. Then, I go home and see my daughter and wonder why I cared so much about anything but her and my husband. I am also reading Eat, Pray, LoveEat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. I am in the section that is Italy. She is exploring the art of pleasure. She is explaining how italians value pleasure and happiness above all other aspects of their lives … above work, above ambition, above keeping up with the joneses. I wish for that mentality. But again, that is another post. This post is about the things I am about to do to help me be better at my job. Hopefully …

I am going to keep up with industry blogs. I am going to read books that RB suggested I read. I am going to go the conference that is best for where I am in the process of my job, not the one that appeals to be most. I am not going to be in the same job 5 years from now.

Finding my blogging voice

As I start this blog and try out a few posts, I realize that I haven’t really found my blogging voice yet. I feel like I’ve just gotten off the couch to start a 5k. I’m loping along without any rhythm. Please bear with me as I stretch through idea cramps and get my writing heart used to this new activity.

I’m excited.

Focusing passion

It’s not that I don’t have passion. I think it is that I have lots of passion for too many things, essentially spreading my energy thinly over many tasks and activities. It’s the old adage, ” jack of all trades, master of none.” Can I be a Renaissance woman?Do I have enough energy to be one?

How about a read to help me figure this out:

While I read this article, it sounded like my thoughts: http://zenhabits.net/how-passion-and-focus-will-rock-your-career/

And that’s all I found for now.

Life and a can of beer

You know those emails that has go around containing some profound metaphor for life? Or listing a bunch of warm and fuzzy quotes that are supposed to help you make more sense of the way things are? Most of the time, you can tell by the title. Most of the time I don’t even open them because I don’t have time or I don’t feel like I’m in a particularly sappy mood.

The following falls into that category. But, it was sent to me by my dear friend, David, during a time of transition in my life. It helped me prioritize the important things in my life again.

Life and a Can of Beer

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar … and the beer.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it will golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous “yes.” The professor the produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the space between the sand. The students laughed. “Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are important things — your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions — things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like you job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else — the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.” One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented. The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers.”

Now how can you not like that one?