<p class="postguide">I'm Trying</p>

There is no difficulty that enough love will not conquer;
No disease that enough love will not heal;
No door that enough love will not open;
No gulf that enough love will not bridge;
No wall that enough love will not throw down;
No sin that enough love will not redeem . . .

It makes no difference how deeply seated may be the trouble, how hopeless the outlook, how muddled the tangle, how great the mistake–a sufficient realisation of love will dissolve it all. . . if only you could love enough, you would be the happiest and most powerful being in the world.

Emmet Fox via my friend Louis Rawlins

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Really About People


I believe in the newly emerging Future of Work – but I believe it should be right for the people. Uber – and others – seem to be manipulating loopholes and law to suit their purposes. They fit into the category of Jeremy Heiman’s New Power Model – with Old Power Values.

The California Labor Commission ruled against Uber based on a decision from 1991, when taxi drivers had sued to be considered employees of a taxi company. Back then, the Commission ruled that the drivers were definitely employees, because “their work is the basis for [the cab company’s] business.” The same is true of Uber drivers today, the Commission said, so the driver who sued is indeed an employee.

Uber Decision Underlines Tough Questions Coming on Corporate Culture.

[ Source : Compliance Week ]

            <p class="postguide">Came across these wonderful words this morning</p>

legacyocean

The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

Original Article at BrainPickings

Caribbean poet and playwright Derek Walcott (b. January 23, 1930) — a writer of such extraordinary poetic prowess that his 1992 Nobel Prize in Literature appears a wholly inadequate measure of his mastery and mesmerism — addresses with a luminous sidewise gleam in a poem titled “Love After Love,” found in his Collected Poems: 1948–1984.

            <p class="postguide">And Found In Illustration</p>

It’s an uphill battle because the two sides are often speaking different languages. Impressions, amplification, reach, true reach, audience, fans, followers and engagement are not as clearly defined to everyone as they may be to those of you reading this paper. It’s like having dinner with a bunch of people in the health care industry who are talking HCAHPS, HIPAA requirements and ACOs — the details are lost in translation, and if you were asked to remember what you heard the next day, you’d be S.O.L.

Lost In Translation

The source of the quote above doesn’t matter. what matters is over and over again how we fail to understand who we are talking to and how they are observing.

There is no point broadcasting if there is nobody receiving.