It’s the end of week four. And today is Thanksgiving and I am counting my blessings. There are many different types of families in one’s life, and I’m falling head over heels for our little ARC family.
There’s Billie. I call him my “revelations man.” Not a day goes by that I fail to be astonished by some treasure from the corner of his mind, the gift of another piece of a puzzle I didn’t even know I was putting together.
And Mark. He’s fast becoming the backbone of organized intent. Mark is the guy that comes in dressed for success. Where the rest of us toil over having enough time to brush our hair AND our teeth, Mark sashays in ready for business. He puts the boundaries around the creative pulse of the rest of us.
Dougal – sweet, quiet editor of the stories that flow into our space – with his daily arrival inside a cloud of kim che. The practice of heating this exotic addiction has been universally voted down. No more microwaved cabbage! And Dougal complies by heating it up ahead of arrival – he’s that kind of guy.
And then beautiful Ori – the zen master of organization. This girl smiles no matter how many boxes of paperwork lay at her feet. She quietly wades through one receipt at a time. Ori is an amazing and much needed addition to the family!
And that’s just the office. In the outer rings there are the comedians and the camera people and the sound and….the list goes on. Everyday more people join the team as we work on building something that serves the world outside of ourselves.
It’s difficult to start something new, to build something that changes, something that strengthens a corner of the world. Surely there are a lot of fits and starts and stumbles but under all of that is a rumble of excitement, the sound of rolling of a ball that we’re all pushing into unlimited success.
It takes many people to build a business, and much passion/love to grow a team.
Tomorrow I will bring tales from the business. Today I am sitting back and counting gratitude for being a part of that.
