Here’s the 463-word Vision/Mission Statement:
Wait. That’s not it. Sorry.
That 463-word vision/mission statement has been on our refrigerator for over a decade, and now I can’t find it.
In it’s place, this One-Take You Tube video I shot two days ago. It basically covers, more or less, the essence of those two words.
So many of you won’t click on the video, because you’re too busy, too afraid, or idiotic.
And remember, by idiotic, we define it as: Someone who acts in a self-defeating or significantly counterproductive way.
There once was a man from Nantucket, ….
Okay, sorry, forgive me please.
There once was a man from Spring Grove, Pennsylvania, who traveled around the country, by bus, by (someone else’s) car and by bicycle.
In 1984, he and his wife of one year, flipped a coin. Palm trees and sunshine won out over mountains and wide-open spaces.
As the years went by, he read many a good book. Gained a ton of knowledge, and even hand-crafted a personal vision/mission statement.
A 463-word vision/mission statement.
Until one day, while teaching to others the critical importance of a leader’s vision, he had a flash of brilliant insight.
The reason people don’t remember fancy, wordsmithed corporate vision/mission statements is due to one glaring reason.
With only a few glorious exceptions, they are way too fancy and way too long.
So he set out to do something about it.
And he labored and poured his heart and soul into it. He took a 463-word vision statement and made it shorter.
He made it 461 words shorter. For real.
He made it two words.
“To Love and be Loved.”
“Wait! That’s it? That’s all you got? Are you kidding me?”, people might be thinking.
And I say, “What? it’s too simple for you?”
Hello. Earth to astonished person. Wake up. Of course it’s simple.
It’s profoundly simple, and yet simply profound.
“To Love and be Loved.”
Most of life is simple. It’s our nature to want to complicate things, to believe, “Everything is important.”
Why? It’s remains a mystery to this very day. Perhaps it’s the whole “keeping up with the Jones” syndrome.
Simplicity is the way. The only way.
By the way, “I’ll bet you still don’t have an answer, do you?”, he thought to himself as he finished writing this blog post.
It’s fun to dream big dreams, isn’t it?
We did this constantly as children, a little less often as adolescents, and even less as teenagers.
Well, maybe we dreamed more as teenagers, but mostly about sex relationships.
But when did we stop dreaming about flying, or becoming an astronaut, artist, inventor, teacher, parent, Olympic athlete, President, CEO, farmer, race car driver, explorer, adventurer, writer, etc?
When life started to get complicated.
When we can return to simplicity, our dreams will start to flourish again.
How do I know? Because I’m writing this for you to read.
Okay, my wife says I march to the beat of a different drummer. And after 50 years, I’m finally okay with that. It’s who I am – who I want to be.
Are ya with me? Are you cool with who you are? With the way people judge perceive you?
No, really, are you? Most people are, right? Because most people are pretty “normal” (whatever that means).
But if you’ve ever felt sort of out on the edge, the fringe so to speak, it’s a fairly lonely place to be. And it takes guts to be out there.
Had to tell you all of that to tell you this: “You didn’t give enough consideration to yesterday’s challenge to have a convincing answer today.”
How do I know? Because I live on the fringes, an outsider. Outsiders know. Wish it was explainable.
So, may I ask you, again, to take yesterday’s challenge more seriously today?
You know what, don’t even worry about. It’s far too much to ask of an adult, in mid life, to have an immediate, and convincing answer to the most basic of childhood questions.
Just tell those precious young minds to run along, and not to bother you.