Stranded, an outcast….

It’s late, really late.

I was thrown out of my home.

The technician promised that everything was
working when he left. 

By the evening, slowly but surely it all fell
apart.

The phones. Internet.  The lot.

I have a deadline.  So, I’m a refugee.
Happily only to the local cafי where I can get my
usual great coffee and a wireless connection.

Oh how I love technology!
Actually, I really do love technology.

I love that we have so many resources at the tips
of our fingers.

I love that my business could not have existed 10
years ago because the systems and technology I
rely upon did not exist then.

I love that I can connect with colleagues and
clients all over the world.

I love that I can work from home!

I was trying to explain to the kids this week
what it was like when you had to buy a record to
read the lyrics of a song (we’d just found lyrics
on our cell phone while listening to the radio –
and before the song ended!).

I was trying to paint the picture of a childhood
without internet, computer games and the memory of
my father all excited by this new-fangled
technology, the fax machine!

To remember a time when apple and blackberry were
just fruit and on-line meant your handwriting was
neat!

Laughing at the absurdity of hours spent in the
university library researching where now you can
have billions of documents available on your
mobile device in an instant.

Yes, I love technology.
But technology is useless without a story.
You see you can’t connect unless there’s a story
in there somewhere.

No amount of tools or resources can replace the
simple, heartfelt connection through narrative.
Every successful person and every successful
business tells a great story, have you noticed.

Think about it, what story are you telling?  How
are you showing up with or without technology?

The technology will continue to evolve probably
faster than you or I can follow.  So we’ll
struggle on trying to catch up with our kids.  But
the story, the story always remains.

So, yes, go for the technology.  Learn it.  Use
it.  Enjoy it.
But don’t forget your story.

When you’re present in your life and your
business by discovering and using your authentic,
compelling story, it’s magic.

I don’t mean the whoo- whoo, abstract kind of
nice-to-have magic.  I mean more clients, more
success, better relationships and enormous
clarity.

It’s all about the story.  What’s yours?

Join the conversation.  Leave a comment below!

Best wishes and best stories

Lisa

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5 comments on “Stranded, an outcast….

  1. You are so right Lisa. In this day of high tech, a story still trumps plain old info. And if you can tell a story and hide the info in it, wow!
    Thanks for the reminder. You tend to forget and focus on facts, info and benefits, which without a story has no life to it!

  2. Lisa,
    I love the lines where you speak of the magic of one’s authentic and compelling story.
    This is so beautifully written and inspiring. It made me ask myself in a new context, “What is my authentic compelling story?”
    Davia

  3. What a frustrating day I had yesterday. First my GPS refused to work. At least my cell let me call my son for instructions. I made it to the city on time, but I was on the other side of town. After trying to figure out where I was, I finally asked a woman driver who so kindly said follow her and she drove to the college. I was only a half hour late, but the instructor ran out of worksheets. Coming home the GPS wouldn’t even go on and then I dropped it under the car seat where it began to beep annoyingly. After guessing how to get home, I stopped to call my son to navigate for me. Well, I missed the exit and after that traffic was horrendous. Instead of a half hour drive, it was 2 hours as I had to go through Tel Aviv. So I missed my favorite weekly exercises, had only a half hour of the less enjoyable session and then rushed to the teachers meeting on discipline. It was great. This school is great, (and local) but today is my last day. Oh, to top it off, when I came home from the staff meeting – I noticed my shirt was on backwards. As the only one wearing sneakers (all the ladies were wearing elegant shoes or boots) – boy did I feel like a shlump (Yiddish term for messy, dowdy…). I still hope I have a chance to get a job at this school next year because they’re the best. But I have to schlepp (Yiddish term for exasperating struggle to move/carry oneself) to another city (Rishon) for my next (maybe) substitute job. I really should get one of those iphones with built in gps/internet/whatever. But I just bought a laptop – and I’m hating it – since my files are still in my old computer. And it’s too small. And that roller without the mouse is a real pain. I guess I’m just an old technophobe. So my sons say I have to learn to use it before investing in another gadget…
    Marlene

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