In a recent blog, I offered some advice to anyone suffering from a “sinking feeling” that was given to me many years ago: to “always be cork.”  While I have utilized this analogy for many years, I never  quite realized just how amazing this resilient tree bark really is until I happened on an article

Among several upcoming forums on innovation and entrepreneurship, one in particular caught my eye since it’s expected to draw some 1,500 attendees to New York City next month. This got me to thinking about how anxious people are these days to learn the secrets of coming up with marketable and potentially lucrative new ideas –

Those of us in the cutthroat world of business might all do well to borrow a leaf from George Washington’s book.  Or, to put it more precisely,  we might do well to borrow the benevolent spirit found in a note he wrote to one of his key rivals. It was in October of 1777 just

In a previous blog, I wrote about the positive effect that extending a small courtesy or accommodation to one’s customers can have in any business, noting how a woman attendant at a gas station had made my day by allowing me inside its convenience store before opening time to brew a cup of tea. But

To believe you can inspire someone at times feels a little arrogant, and so maybe I don’t think about it in quite that way, preferring the idea of providing support and encouragement instead. However, one might regard it, the role of mentor is one I yearn more and more to assume the older I get

“Do Something” was a book I co-authored several years ago after meeting with Syracuse University students who said they were so overwhelmed by responsibilities that they couldn’t be bothered even thinking about the environment. This bothered me enough to explore the question of how anyone preoccupied with other concerns might be persuaded to become involved

On a recent morning I got up early to go to San Diego, leaving my apartment at 5:30 a.m. in hopes of beating the L.A. commuter traffic. While stopping for gas at a Shell station on La Cienega, I thought I’d get some hot water to make a cup of mate tea, but discovered the

Recently I received an email from a young colleague of mine in which he talked about feeling as though he was under water and couldn’t come up for air for a couple of days. When I read this, I recalled something I was told very early in my career by an older and wiser individual:

A couple of days ago I learned that a friend and former colleague of mine, Steve Jacobson, with whom I worked  at Horizon Organic, had died of cancer. Whenever I hear of the passing of anyone I knew, I feel like that individual is sending me a reminder about how brief our time is on

Anyone who’s ever been on a schedule of wall-to-wall meetings knows how after a while it all becomes some kind of crazy blur – how at some point, they all start to run together in your mind, and how easy it can be to confuse the things discussed in one with the gist of another.