On Monday, this photo came flying in like a blast from the past. My friend Courtney was apparently archiving some old photos to digital format and paused long enough to send me on this trip down memory lane. It’s funny how photos remind you of moments you’d likely never think of again, but as soon as I saw it, I remember that night like it was yesterday. . It was Halloween 2007 and we were (OBVIOUSLY) expecting Oaks to arrive any day. Outside of the fact that our little golfer doesn’t look very happy to be there, we were doing pretty good. How crazy is it that I remember that one of my biggest challenges at that time was blow drying my hair? (Oh, how life has changed!) It was exhausting. My arms were already tired from carrying that 15 month old chunky monkey around and by the time I finished, my …
I had a lovely phone call with this gal yesterday. (faces have been covered to protect the innocent)
She runs a social enterprise that will literally knock your socks off. I can’t wait to introduce you to her as a Love Maker and tell her full story very soon! She’s incredible.
One of the things we discussed is my plan for creating a specific community for women who give back, as social entrepreneurs, through product sales. She said, Like a support group for people crazy enough to be social entrepreneurs? I love it!
We both laughed.
Then the tone became more serious as we talked about the real struggles and isolation of starting a business that gives back.
I’ve thought about that a lot over the past 24 hours.
Why does it seem crazy to build a real, profitable business focused on doing good?
The answer is, it doesn’t seem crazy until you try to do …
I’m learning that love has a lot to do with perspective.
Like we talked about yesterday, it’s easy to love a hurting victim or a wounded child, but it’s hard to love a prostitute.
It’s not because they are different people. It’s because of how we see them. It’s because of their clothes, hair, and makeup. We instantly put up judgements about their choices and their motives. . . before we even know them at all.
Today, I’m wondering if you do that to yourself sometimes?
I know I do.
It’s easy to look at where I am, in business, as a mother, as a wife, a sister, or a friend and make all kinds of judgements of myself. I judge based on everyone else’s “successes”. I judge myself based on social norms, deadlines and expectations. It makes it pretty hard to love myself and be gentle with myself.
The hard part …