Like a stout wind, a tap on the shoulder clears away clouds of preoccupation.
Biting into a thin slice of pizza (topped with garlic and spinach ... it's still cold-and-flu season) at local supermarket counter, a friend of mine—and former instructor at BDW—reached out, greeted me, and sat down alongside. (The BDW community pushes its members to reach higher, but the same members also genuinely give a damn.)
The first question out of Richard Jones' mouth was "How are you doing?" Once a teacher, always a teacher, Richard listened to my social entrepreneurial ideas, mentioned a few of his own, and, maybe sensing my nervousness about launching my own LLC, segued into failure.
Fail faster. Fail harder. Don't be afraid to fail.
Richard's take on phrases like these is that they don't hit the nail squarely on the head.
He mentioned an instructor of his who once told him that the only time a person actually experiences failure is when they fail to try.
It reminded me of a quote I saw scrawled on a whiteboard the other day.