networking

Chaos – Where The Living Gets Good!

I’ve just come back from an event with [Pattern].  As always, networking with people has provided me with a reminder of why I do what I do.

I met so many people tonight.  Some of those were established business owners.  Some of them new businesses.  Others – up and comers.  This blog is for you.  The up and comers.  While I hope I provided some sort of encouragement to you – I know that there’s strength in numbers.  I also want you to know you’re not alone.   One of my friends, Scott, has agreed to let me share his most recent blog post with you.

My hope is that you not stay in the place that you are now – but let this be a little push or a huge shove forward into the place you should be.  The place where YOU become the encourager for another up and comer.  Live.  YOU!  LIVE!  No longer is it OK to exist and hope that you make it.  Take steps.  Get out of your head.  Step outside of logic.  Chaos is where the living gets good.

I hope you enjoy his blog – but more than that, I hope you do something with it.

Last night consisted of a myriad of vivid dreams. One, in particular, woke me up with tears dripping down my cheeks.

Growing up, my Mom always hung enormous photos of my brother and I on the hallway walls most near our bedrooms. One particular wall seemed like a prison lineup of school photos of the both of us, sequenced chronologically over the previous 8 years. They nearly were. It was a wall of nerdy, quirky, humorous, and embarrassing mug shots.

As we grew older, we started acquiring hobbies, and identities. So, as you would imagine, our photos began to parallel those changes. My brother had photos of him doing his hobbies. I had photos of me doing mine. Intermixed were photos of our whole family, Mom and Dad included.

All of these, of course, are photographs. They are accurate and definitive glimpses of a moment in time. Frozen memories behind a pane of glass.

My dream last night, as you may imagine, was a bit more.

Picture your family, let’s say five years ago, meeting together at the house you will always consider your one true home. And picture a painting on a specific wall of that house, which you will always remember. This isn’t a photo, this is a painting. This is a painting that changes with time.

This was my dream. Bear with me.

The first time I notice the painting, it is of my Grandpa and Grandma. They were beautiful people. As I look at the painting, Grandpa begins to fade away, until he is gone. As there were lineups of photos on the walls of my houses growing up, consider a wall of paintings on this wall. To the right was a painting of my Grandfather and Grandmother. They, too, were beautiful individuals. Grandfather fades away, until he is gone. Looking back to the left, Grandma is alone in her painting. Looking right, Grandmother has faded, and is gone. Their painting is now a sheet of black.

I don’t dare look back at Grandma’s painting, because I know the inevitable outcome. I knew this would become a painting that I would never want to buy. Empty. Lonely. Black.

Their painting is now a sheet of black.

In my dream, I receive a letter from Grandma. She had long passed. In her letter, she tells of a painting that has been in our family throughout the generations. This painting is a painting in motion. It changes as our family does. It is a timeline only seen by who is looking at it.

Looking at it, I see our immediate family. Mom, Dad, brother, and me. This particular painting is a rendering of a photo that a park ranger took of our family in the Smokies a few years ago. The four of us were there. Then, one wasn’t.

I wasn’t.

When I woke up at 4:00, I started sobbing. Not because I saw myself dying, but because I didn’t see myself living.

I don’t know when I am going to die. Truth be told, I hope I outlive all of you. But, if in the enormous possibility that I don’t, I hope I live my life alive.

I’ve lived most of my life in the fear of being beaten, in perhaps every sense of the word. But, I haven’t. Not nearly in any sense of the word. I’m learning to live my life in a way that motivates me, that pushes me, and makes me happy. And in that sense, I won’t be beaten. And in that sense, hopefully, I won’t fade to black.

So what’s keeping you from living?  Don’t just say you want it.  Seek it. Find it. Do it.

Ready, Set, Network!

You’ve decided you’re ready.  No time like the present.  It’s time to put yourself out there and start rubbing elbows with all the other movers and shakers.  But wait.  What do I do when I get there?!

Ok, before anything else – sign up.  Absolutely don’t let anything keep you from this networking event.  Your signing up will likely keep you accountable to making sure you do everything else you need to do.  No excuses.  None.

After you sign up, take some time to develop your [Elevator Pitch.]  People need to know what you do and you need to have enough practice with your pitch to deliver it with confidence and subtle enthusiasm.  Keep in mind, everyone goes to a networking event to network.  As much as we would all love for it to be all about us… it’s not.  Be genuine when asking about the business of others.  A good majority of us really do enjoy lending a helping hand when we can.  This networking event could be your opportunity to do just that.  Of course, keep plenty of business cards within reach and hand them out!

My mother always used to ride my case when I was younger telling me to quit being such a wallflower.  As is normally the case, mom was right.  As I’ve aged, I’ve certainly come into my voice – and thank goodness!  You have a voice too, so find it and use it.  Don’t stand back and wait for others to come to you.  One thing we love as humans are other humans that exude confidence.  We’re drawn to it like a gnat to wine.

Of course that couldn’t hurt now that I mention it.  But keep it to one glass ;-)

Happy Networking!

Did a Social Media Professional just say….???

Hey you. Yes… You. You said you wanted to grow your business, right? Here’s the thing: You’re never going to do it hiding behind a computer. That’s right. I said it.

Our culture is on social media overload. One of the reasons I hear multiple people say they veer away from social sites is that we have lost the art of truly connecting with each other – and to an extent, these people are right. Social media is just one of many avenues to get and stay connected.

Networking in person is still a completely viable way to grow your contacts – and in turn your business. The difference now is that you use social sites to help you at your networking events. That’s right. I’m telling you to do some social stalking. *Disclaimer* – I’m not really telling you to stalk people. :-)

But what you CAN do is join local meetups. On these sites, you can actually see who will be there. Decide on a handful of people you’d like to meet there by checking out what they do. Google their names to find out businesses they’re in – or even better sometimes – is who THEY know.

Information is gold and it’s now at your fingertips. Let your fingers do the walking, but get your body there in person.  I promise that the extra effort will be worth it.