Once my gut told me to stop and my brain told me to go. My heart said nothing, it was beating too fast to give impressions. A few moments later I was sliding on the asphalt. Close but no cigar. Cycling always gave me a rough ride. 

The Click

Every now and then there is a click, and it all connects.  The wheel has just been invented.  No wait!  Perpetual motion. 

It's one in a hundred, or less.  I wish it were more.  I'll get better.  

Every now and then there is a click, and it lands here.  This one is different.  It enters the flow immediately.  It's unbiased yet has to reach out.  

The message comes through. It says it left happier than when it arrived.

Every now and then there is a click, and it makes me feel alive.  It gives me a purpose, and it tells me to continue. 

For every hundredth I will keep the ball rolling.  

Every now and then there is a click, and it could be you.  

Often it's me. 

Who runs the World?

Who runs the World?

Human Resources Rethought

Human Resources Rethought