January, 2010

Tell someone they matter.

Try it. And tell me how it goes.

The past couple days I’ve been struck by calls and emails from people asking me for advice on matters business and personal, asking me for my thoughts, advice and counsel.

I mean, who am I?

But seriously, it’s meant a lot to me.

Thus, Friday morning I asked:

today: tell someone they matter. especially if you've never told them before. (why? http://bit.ly/11ZQPw #oldgold )

Why? To try to fix a couple things. Like: what happens when the markets and metrics for attention, value and impact break down? And: how can we figure out the impact we have if the traditional markets fail us, if we don’t get feedback, if nobody tells us?

The simple goal: to tell people they matter, to help give them the verve and confidence necessary to push uphill, to help them fight through the dips, to help them keep moving forward.

The much-larger goal: to help make meaning “pay”.

Clicks, page views, followers, these are the metrics we see everyday, but they aren’t enough.

That’s why I like what Jen and Frank are doing with thankfulfor; that’s why I care about supporting people living lives “too meaningful to ignore” *; that’s why I proposed an idea a couple weeks ago:

Let’s take the idea one step forward. Pick out one person “living a life too cool to ignore”, and tell them. Reach out to one person that you follow online everyday but have never said hello to. And share with me the results, privately or publicly. I’m sincerely interested in what happens.

Try it. And tell me how it goes.

* Yes, I’m switching from saying “too cool to ignore” to “too meaningful to ignore”. Just seems more powerful.

I’m ready for Mardi Gras. I think.

According to friends here in New Orleans, you don’t go to Mardi Gras, Mardi Gras comes to you.

Red evenings, Yuki, New Orleans, Louisiana
Red evenings, Yuki, New Orleans, Louisiana

Tomorrow’s Krewe du Vieux was mentioned in this week’s NOLAlicious newsletter as an obvious thing to do this weekend, and earlier this week Molly Reid told one small story from a past Krewe du Vieux parade that only increased my interest:

… the sub-krewe’s theme would be “We All Live in a Jell-O Shot Machine, ” and krewe members would be dressed as Jell-O shots. They’d also be dispensing Jell-O shots and whipped cream straight out of the can to parade-goers.

… Let me tell you, if you have never witnessed a continuous throng of people all shouting variations of, “JELL-O! JELL-OOOOOOOOO! I LOVE JELL-O! GIMME SOME JELL-OOOOOOO!” you have not lived.

I’ve been to Mardi Gras five times as a tourist, but I’m viewing year one as a local as a new opportunity, a chance to see the festivals, parades and traditions with fresh eyes, a thoughtful mind and an open heart, ready to dive in, follow the parades, ride in a float, dance in the balls, contemplating how I’m going to pace my body, mind and heart, fully expecting to swoon early, often, easy.

New Orleans, I’m ready for Mardi Gras. I think.

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