So many people aspire to be top dog, the Big Kahuna, the CEO, that they cease to realize that sometimes it’s more fun, fulfilling, and energizing to be Number Two. The person who sits on the top of the org chart does not have a monopoly on influence, nor does a box determine your value.
This weekend my family and I went to the circus; not a big-time three-ring extravaganza but a traveling circus that hits the road traveling around regional and rural Australia. Despite the low attendance and some silly acts (no lions but they have cows and camels), it was magical – just like the circus should be. As I held my son on my lap so he could see over the people in front of us, and listened to his incessant giggles, I took it all in and enjoyed being present.
If you’ve read my blog before, you know that I am an expat and I’ve been home for a vist back to the USA for the past few weeks. I’ve been spending my time in NY Metro but strongly contemplated a day trip to Philadelphia to bring my children to visit my college campus. I noticed something strange as I went thorough the pros and cons of a visit to my alma mater… I got butterflies when I thought about returning to the campus.