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These pages reflect social and political commentary. Though some may be controversial in nature, most are simply commentary on current events and life lessons.

Where’s your net?

Posted on July 31, 2016 by kwundrow

I recently watched a man leave the comfortably safe confines of his airplane at 25,000 feet and sans a parachute or wing suit, fall freakishly fast to the earth below.  (See: YouTube “Heaven Sent”)  Spoiler alert: he survived.  As incredible as it may sound, he manipulated his fall ending safely in a net waiting to catch him.  Not discounting his skill in any imagination of the mind, he knew where his net was.

Is he a risk taker or a daredevil? I suspect he is a bit of both.  He scienced the hell out of his stunt to reduce the risk but his risk level remained so high that he likewise qualifies as a daredevil.  But at he end of the fall, he knew he had that net.

If I asked you if you were a risk taker, you might say yes but many would answer the question with a firm no.  Here’s the catch.  We are all risk takers, its just the degree of risk that differentiates us.  Now I would never perform the stunt previously mentioned but I do take risks.  We all get up every morning, go out into the world  and interface with dozens or maybe even hundreds of people throughout the day, many that we don’t know and may only meet this once.  Is this a risk?  I would say yes.  How do we handle the risk?  By knowing where our nets are.

Our nets may be financial.  We save up for the rainy day and if we have done a good job, we can afford a few treats because we know our financial net is in place.  They may be emotional.  We judge our ability to handle stress and then build in our safety net to release that stress.  A vacation may serve as that emotional safety net.  And then they may be physical in the sense that they are people we trust to be there for us when we need them the most.  There is no risk we cannot handle if we know we have a safety net in place to catch us if we fall.

My safety net is my family and my coworkers.  My coworkers keep me sane when the stress of the job would leave me paralyzed.  They are there to pitch in or just to listen.  My family exists as the success of the risks I have chosen to take.  They are my emotional safety net.  I know that no matter what I try, that if I were to fail, their love and support would get me through.

We all take risks everyday of our lives.  They may not be of the daredevil variety but they are risks none the less. Whether they are physical or emotional we simply need to know where the net is.  Know where your net is and then dare to live every day to its fullest. Because that’s what nets are for.

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Why is it so hard to take my own advice?

Posted on July 31, 2016 by kwundrow

I have spent a large portion of my career convincing people that they can retire, be happy and have purpose.  I even developed a process to tackle the emotion of retiring.  I call it the three “tions”.  If you will follow these three elements, you will move effortlessly into your retirement.  The first “tion” is “vacation”.  You need to make the first phase in retirement a vacation.  Vacations take us away from work and free our minds, but more importantly, they end.  That they end is important because if they didn’t you could waste away on vacation somewhere and believe me, this will eventually get old if not dangerous.

The second “tion” is “obligation” as in it no longer exists, at least not in the sense it did when you had an employer to satisfy.  You are now free to say yes to what you want to do and no to those things that no longer interest you or warrant your time.  You can say yes to things you enjoy doing and you don’t even need to require payment.  You are on your time now and no one can require you to punch the clock.

The final “tion” is “passion”.  This one is the critical element of retirement.  It is important that you identify your passion.  In retirement you now have all the time you allow yourself to follow and live your passion.  This element is often the hardest one for retirees to grasp.  The problem is that they confuse it with WHAT they did in their career as opposed to WHY they did.  When I address this passion with my clients they often tell me they did what they did for the money.  I will tell you that even if you think that was the why, it isn’t.  If it was, you would have been changing careers continually.  The fact that you didn’t change careers is testament to the passion that defined you in that career.  I ask them to think of a day that was outstanding.  You came home full of purpose, walking on air.  What was it that you did that day?  How did you do that and why did it feel so special?  Your passion lies in the answers.  Let’s say you were a nurse.  On that extraordinary day, what were you doing?  Were you holding someones hand, calming their fears?  Then volunteer to help people face and understand their fears.  Were you successfully getting someone to meet their exit goals?  (read my blog “The Healing Process”)  Then put yourself in a position to help people complete projects or tasks they are struggling with.  Please understand, I didn’t say this was easy, I said it was important.  To identify your passion is one thing, and remember it is a process not an action, but to find an outlet can be daunting.  Just don’t give up.  We all have something that fulfills us.  Finding a way to express it gives us purpose.  Purpose keeps us moving.

So this brings me back to the question I posed in my title.  If I can explain this so well, and with pretty good success, why is it so hard for me to heed my own advice.  I am good with the vacation and I am excited about the no obligation.  I even understand my passion.  I know that I am most purposed when I am in discussion with others helping them to resolve issues.  I am a problem solver.  I need simply to step over that line in the sand I drew so many years ago.  But my feet seem frozen.

I need to confront my fears.  Can I follow through on my passion, to be disciplined enough to take the steps.  Can I separate myself from my clients, especially when I enjoy their conversations.  Will I miss my coworkers and the sense of being useful, maybe even needed.  Will my wife be able to deal with me under her feet 24-7.  I have come to the realization that advice is easy to give but quite difficult to follow.

If you were hoping for a conclusion, I must apologize.  You will need to stay tuned as I get nearer to that line in the sand.  In the meantime, I will review my “tions” and in time I believe I will come to own them.  And then the line in the sand will fade behind me.

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“You don’t control the wind but you can adjust your sails”

Posted on July 17, 2016 by kwundrow

Sometime in life I feel like there is nothing I can control.  The news delivers nothing but hopeless scenarios and I stand ineffective against the wind.  I was feeling this way recently when I heard this phrase, “you don’t control the wind but you can adjust your sails.”  Maybe there is hope if I can apply this concept.

It is fairly obvious that a sail is designed to catch the wind and to then utilize the force of that captured wind to propel the boat forward.  When the wind is at my back and my aim is downwind, there isn’t a problem to overcome.  That would be clear sailing at its best.  When a sailor needs to cross against the wind, this presents a problem.  To the non-sailor, this problem is insurmountable.  But the seasoned sailor tackles the situation with a maneuver known as “tacking into the wind.”  By angling the sails and moving diagonally across the wind, the wind glancing off the sails pulls the boat forward.  Goal accomplished.

So how do I apply this concept to my seeming uncontrollable situation?  I must not face the wind head on if I am to move forward.  Since I do not control the situation, the wind, I must tack against it.  How do I change the direction without changing my course?  The answer, I adjust my sails.  The sails may be my perspective.  What I felt needed to be done first may need to wait its turn in the sequence.  If limits on my time was the issue, perhaps I find a way to give the process more time.  Or perhaps it is my expectation.  The perfectionist will balk at even trying if they believe the outcome will be less than perfect.  If we understand that perfection comes with repeated effort and only over time and refinement, then we could change our expectation.  Now I am not saying that we accept anything less than our best effort, but I am saying that an adjustment of our vision may suffice to accomplish our goal.  What may not be perfect may be an important step toward it.

There will always be times in life when it feels like the winds of change blow against us.  It is in these moments that we must adjust our sails.  If we can change our perspective, adjust our time or even modify our expectation, we can find a way to tack into the winds of change to accomplish our goals.  It seems that now more than ever, our society is at a crossroads.  If we view this problem as insurmountable, we could let a crisis become our downfall.  If we only view our world as black or white, gay or straight, Christian or Muslim, we are doomed to continue the mistakes of our past.  Unless we can gain perspective, we will never move forward against the winds of hate that divide us.  But if we can collectively work to adjust our sails, then there still remains hope.  Hope that we can rise above the biases that divide us and find ways to bridge the chasm that seems to be developing.

If we can do this, if we can adjust our sails, then I believe that we are a worthy generation and that all things are still possible.  If you took the time to read this, then take the time to sail with me.  Even the best sailboat needs an able crew.

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“Jackson Wants a Plane”

Posted on June 18, 2016 by kwundrow

My two year old grandson is spending the week with us while his parents are enjoying  a well deserved vacation.  So that means I get to start doing what grandpas do best.  Yes, I will begin the spoiling routine.  For today’s effort, we will go to one of my favorite eating spots for breakfast.  The restaurant is The Jet Room.  For those of you whom have never experienced it, The Jet Room serves an incredible breakfast with a direct view of the airport and its runways.  Jackson is in for a treat.

Before we can even begin breakfast, we are treated to multiple small and medium sized private planes landing and taking off right before his saucer sized eyes.  Jackson, you see, has been enthralled with planes ever since the first time he was able to understand that a contrail was the evidence of an plane.  Now, surrounded by planes, he is pretty much distracted, and even his chocolate milk goes untouched.  It only takes a few more minutes and Jackson declares “Jackson wants a plane”.

I know what you are thinking but no, I didn’t go buy a plane or even a ride.  Even my spoiling vent would ever go that far, let alone my bank account. But his request stirred a different thought.  How far does one go in the effort to influence a child’s dream.

I raised two daughters and throughout their youthful exuberance, I watched them switch from one dream to another.  It seemed that every time they got to experience an “adventure”, they developed a new dream of what their future might hold.  I learned then to be supportive.  This often meant getting the necessary equipment or even perhaps enrolling them in a class or camp.  But I soon figured out that the danger lie in trying to create my dream rather than letting them evolve their own.  We can miss the point so easily.  The beauty of the exposure to different opportunities is that the child learns to dream.  If we become the “pushy” parent, we try to influence the dream.  There is no independence and as a result no ownership.  Without either of these two key ingredients, the child will never develop what is needed to possibly make their dream come true; a goal and the determination to reach for it.  We should be supportive but they need to be independent.  This is a difficult balance.

If you were thinking I was about to tell you how to find that balance, sorry.  The truth is that balance is something one finds on their own.  It is trial and error that must be experienced.  I will put it this way.  Today I could have bought Jackson a plane ride and spent the entire time telling him he could become a pilot one day, but that would be my dream.  I will admit that I had the “future pilot” t-shirt in my hand, but balance told me to put it away.  I had done my job.  I had given Jackson an adventure.  I must leave it to him to dream and maybe one day pursue some course that involves planes.  The truth of the matter is that he may just have had a day of fascination and nothing more will come of it.  But I am sure of one thing, Jackson will evolve his own dreams and one day, who knows, maybe the sky will be the limit.

 

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Where’s the Party?

Posted on March 6, 2016 by kwundrow

Let me guess, you are reading this because who can resist a party.  After all, it stands for a gathering explicitly designed to celebrate with people who either have something in common or at least will have something in common after celebrating together.  If only that was the party I was referring to.

I was thinking more along the lines that we are politically a two party system of politics.  Not sure where the party is when it has become so much about how bad the other party is and far less about what a great party they are.  Recently even the party goers trash each other.  Kind of like prom without a date, so go after the other party goers for revenge.

Now agree we benefit from having a two party system, but what happened to the third party?  Where is the balance we need between the extremes.  I would speculate that it went the way of the money.  Campaigns now have to raise obscene amounts of cash to just get their image out there.  A third party candidate has no way to compete anymore and have become the dinosaur of the political system. The horse race is no longer fair and to try to enter it seems fool hardy at best.

Something must change.  I believe we need to start with actual campaign finance regulations.  I am not saying that we suppress free enterprise and certainly not free speech, but perhaps we can actually make the speech free.  Or at least less expensive and maybe more equal.  I miss the civility, the honesty in advertisements and for sure the third party.

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Hug a Tree

Posted on January 26, 2016 by kwundrow

Where am I going with this thought? I heard the phrase on TV the other night and it triggered a fond memory.  When my oldest child was about five years old, we were very close friends with a family we had met through day care.  We often spent weekends together with our children in town.  Trips to the Milwaukee zoo, fireworks, and hikes everywhere and anywhere there was a trail to be found.  On one of these trips, the “hug a tree crusade” began.  Bailey, my daughter, and Bre, our friends daughter, decided to hug a tree.  It was nothing in particular but it seemed somehow the tree hugged them back.  From that point forward, every tree considered worthy of a hug received one from this duo.  It became a routine and to this day their trademark.

So where am I going with this thought?  I believe that something as simple as a hug becomes an exchange. In their situation it was an exchange of energy.  Their youthful antic energy was in part transferred to the tree while the resilience and strength of the tree transferred to their ultimate character.  A hug is just that, a transfer of energy from one person to another. When I give or receive a hug from another person, my energy is shared between those two people.  The end result is that we can both leave with more than we came with.  It is a simple act, but it recharges us, comforts us, strengthens us and for a moment brings us peace.

Do not waste the opportunity. If you get the chance, hug another person, and if you don’t get that chance, at least hug a tree.  It just might hug you back.

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Generation Coffee

Image | Posted on January 7, 2016 by kwundrow

Coffee starts as beans and after grinding is run through a filter.  The filter captures all the grinds while letting through the robust flavor of the coffee bean.  No one would ever consider eating the beans and certainly not the grinds.  But the brew, with all its rich flavor, is the morning breath of heaven to the coffee fanatic.

So where am I trying to go with this.  I don’t really work for Folgers, so what is my point.  My point is that generations act like that filter.  Each generation can be thought of as that brew going through the filter.  Our parents give to us the brew of life and the generational filter can catch the grinds, those undesirable traits and habits, while letting through the flavorful brew, those characteristics and values that represent the best of who we are.  If brewed carefully, each generation has the chance to pass through the very best of who they are while leaving behind those flaws and mistakes that they may have uncovered along the way.  We have the chance, no choice, to let our children see our very best, those traits we want to pass on to our next generation.  We at the same time need to be honest about our flaws.  We are human after all and we do and will make mistakes.  We must be a good filter for our children, admit our mistakes, and trust that our filter will keep them from passing into the brew.  Or at least most of them.

The beauty of this theory ….. every generation re-filters the brew.

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Please Pass the Thankful Casserole

Posted on November 25, 2015 by kwundrow

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Evil doesn’t have to prevail

Posted on November 15, 2015 by kwundrow

In 2001 the unthinkable came to America as we had to deal with terrorism on our own ground.  Up until that time, terrorism was something that happened to other countries, but not us.  And when it did, we tended to be apathetic.  After all, it wasn’t our problem. Today, the people of France and especially the citizens of Paris, weigh heavy on our hearts.  We are no longer apathetic.  We are compassionate.  If anything that even remotely resembles good is to come from these acts of violence, let it be that we have learned to be compassionate.

Terrorists do what they do for recognition. It is an act and nothing more.  We need to focus on the reaction to the act and not the act itself.  We cannot ignore the collateral damage but we must not focus on it.  The terrorist find strength when we do.  We need instead to become focused on the show of strength.  As we all reach out to each other in a show of compassion and support, focus on that act.  We cannot stop terrorists from their acts of violence, but we can be more aware of each other and the impact we can have in taking away the roots of that terrorism.  Good can conquer evil if we work as hard to spread good as they would work to spread evil.

I choose to be a citizen of the world.  I will not be apathetic or isolationist.  Terrorism is an act but apathy is a disease.  Apathy towards each other isolates us and allows our differences to grow into distrust and hate.  Only in this environment of hate can terrorist survive and thrive.  We need to view our world as one community and to realize that there is no truth in the statement “it’s their problem”.

At the end of the day we cannot stop free will, but we can use our own free will to spread good.  We can spread the attitude that we are one world, one community, one family.  Good can conquer evil if we work as hard to be compassionate as they would work to permeate hate.  Our hearts are with you Paris and our arms are open to give you solace.

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The Generosity Effect

Posted on November 11, 2015 by kwundrow

Generosity

I am a firm believer that generosity is something that people can sense. When a truly generous person approaches, there is an aura of openness and acceptance in that person. You feel a need to talk with them and to share ideas. I have likened it to Santa Clause walking down a street and without so much as a word, states “naughty” or “nice” as each person passes by. A generous person will walk with a quicker step, head up and eyes looking outward. They are approachable. This I believe makes them much more likely to be successful and open to the opportunities that just seem to unexplainably come their way.

So what defines generosity? This is a whole different conversation. I believe that to be generous means that a person is willing to give up that which is most important to them or seemingly that which drives their decisions. For some this is money, for others it is time. For still others, it is things. If a person values money and measures their success by it, to be generous would be to give it away.  But not in an effort to buy one out of giving time.  That act would be self-serving in that the giving of money for them was actually nothing more than a purchase of time for themselves. An example would be the fund raiser I am asked to do for a cause I am somehow involved in, take my child’s sports program. Instead of going out, spending my time, and risking having to ask someone else for money, I simply buy all the books or tickets or food items that I or my child would have had to sell.  Don’t get me wrong, the end effect of raising the money has still been accomplished but I have not been generous in the true sense of the word and I may have even deprived my child of a valuable lesson in fund raising. If I am going to be generous with my money, then two things need to occur.  First and foremost, this needs to be, on some level, a sacrifice.  I have to feel the amount I give.  It cannot just be an insignificant amount relative to my ability to give. Second, and equally as important, the giving has to be done with no strings or expectations attached.  It is given freely to the person or organization to be used as they see fit. I have been asked by people if the biblical “give and the gift will be returned tenfold” actually holds true.  If I give with the expectation that I will get something back, maybe even threefold, it is nothing more than bartering.  Do I believe that what you give comes back to you?  I do, if you understand that it cannot be the motivation and that you are ready to recognize that it may not come back in the same form as the gift.  Perhaps it is simply an opportunity that now comes your way, but one that could change your life.

If I take this same idea of time and ”things” as I called them, the same holds true.  If time is my most valuable item, then I give my time to those who need it.  As with money, this giving of my time is not intended to benefit me but rather to help someone else benefit from the time I give. This begs to be connected to those who give money to an organization as opposed to their time. If that money is given to buy them out of giving the time, then they are merely benefiting themselves by easing their conscience.  If the money is given so that the organization’s volunteers can carry on their mission, then there is nobility in the gift. For those who value the things they own, the truly generous gift would be to give those very things they cherish to those who could benefit from them. Here it is important to note the world of Goodwill Industries and all those similar organizations. Ask yourself this, the last time I dropped items off at Goodwill, were they really usable items, or just the stuff I couldn’t even sell in the garage sale. What value did I then claim on my tax return as my charitable donation? I suspect that Goodwill is annually strapped with tons of donated items that they then have to dispose of, sometimes at a cost to the organization. Regifting might be a great and noble act, provided I valued the gift in the first place.

I will end where I started.  I believe that generous people lead happier, healthier and far more successful lives than those who would cling to the things of life with an iron fist.  I can only receive with open hands and to give away the best of my resources will guarantee that those hands will in turn be open to receive the gift when it comes.

 

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