by Kare Anderson | Jul 4, 2013 | behavior, Book, Connecting, Humor, inspiration, Learning
Remember When You Used to…. I walked through the hard driving rain, with a college friend of mine, to see his brand new home. He smiled back at me as he opened the front door, turned back, then suddenly paused. Water was dripping down on the floor from a hole in the...
by Kare Anderson | Oct 23, 2012 | behavior, Book, Connecting, Give Back, inspiration
“He’s such a good, smart player and a clutch player,” said S.F. Giants manager, Bruce Bochy, in describing Marco Scutaro after last night’s pennant-winning game in the soggy rain here in S.F. What part of that praise is most memorable? Like...
by Kare Anderson | Sep 28, 2012 | behavior, Book, Connecting, Government, influence, inspiration
Guest column by Rob Goodman and Jimmy Soni, co-authors, Rome’s Last Citizen For all the press that Bill Clinton has gotten for his epic, seemingly-half-improvised convention stem-winder, one of the most revealing lines has barely earned a mention at all. We were...
by Kare Anderson | Dec 18, 2011 | Caring, Choice, Conflict, Connecting, Give Back, inspiration, Likeability, Listening, love, Sharing
Holidays are times of great loving and loneliness and we often don’t know who is experiencing which. For many it is a bit of both. For us all this can be a prime time for kindness, sometimes by sharing what we have. And kindness is often unspoken. “An eye can threaten...
by Kare Anderson | May 20, 2010 | Book, collaboration, Connecting, Freedom, inspiration
The sum of us can be more powerful (and fun) than one of us… sometimes. The confounding thing is exactly how we make it happen. Even when we have a strong desire to collaborate, we are likely bump up against into each other because, as in love, good intentions...
by Kare Anderson | Jan 24, 2009 | inspiration, Learning, love, Miscellaneous
Here’s to living a greater life and accomplishing greater things together than we can on our own: “It is only through disruptions and confusion that we grow, jarred out of ourselves by the collision of someone else’s private world with our own. “ ~ Joyce Carol...
