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yesterday i had a call with somebody who wanted to end their life.
they were in a financial “pickle” as i eloquently put it.
winning the essay prize aged 9 at whittingham school, with my cup being presented to me on stage at hornsey town hall in crouch end by the tottenham hotspur player martin chivers, i always loved words, and storytelling, and this blog is stellar proof of this, yet here i was describing this person’s predicament as a “pickle”.
i can literally see my secondary school english teacher and form tutor mr fuller, brown beard and matching corduroy jacket, shaking his head disappointingly.
i just googled “a bit of a pickle” and the phrase has a surprisingly long history.
shakespeare used “pickle” in the tempest (1611) to describe being drunk, and samuel pepys famously wrote in his diary in 1660 about his house being “in a sad pickle”. (a bad state)
my description was grammatically correct, but somewhat understated.
i moved on, and by the end of the call we had a plan.
a plan to get them out of their pickle.
the plan was created by discussing a way of getting out of immediate danger, and then to create a vision that would allow for financial foundations to be built, and then some dream goals that could be our north star.
i was excited.
we were both excited.
now, i’m no therapist, but i love helping people find solutions to problems and challenges, that at times can seem insurmountable.
and i love business, so this situation was very much in my wheelhouse.
i have always loved business, and as a young teenager i consumed books by akio morita, the founder of sony, victor kiam, owner of remington, and various other business leaders, i was such a nerd.
still am.
but the opening score when i asked my caller to rate themselves out of ten at the beginning of the call, was a four, worrying low, but further investigation revealed it had increased to a seven by the end of the call.
a seventy five percent increase.
hell yeah!
great numbers i thought.
and hopefully by talking things through, we saw the fog lift, and had a clearer vision of where we needed to head.
as dawn breaks this morning, and the sun rises, shining light through my office window, warming my face, my mind drifts to two of our art4good artists who are doing big projects today.
stuart semple is celebrating his tenth anniversary of producing the pinkest pink paint, and is doing a worldwide experiment which i am looking forward to receiving instructions on taking part in, and the wonderful caitlin flood-molyneux is launching her new london show at the pure evil gallery in shoreditch, check them both out here:
this week chloe and i had a strategy day on monday, and we talked about how we need to implement a couple of big plans to enable us to continue growing bigmoose, and really strangely yesterday we had someone walk through the door, who might possibly be able to help us on the journey, it’s strange how when you tell the universe your plan, sometimes it just delivers, watch this space.
on a personal note i am continuing my mera peak training, and i know when i’m serious about something when i put a picture of a goal as my phone wallpaper, so check it out, how beautiful is this mountain?
i hope you have had a strong week, and before i wrap up, i just wanted to ask you a question.
what do you need in life, personally or in work that you have been too proud or too busy to ask for, and is there a way that today you can change that?
how cool if you could change your life today.
let me know how it goes.
blue skies,
jeff
p.s. this one’s controversial, “i love autumn”.
p.p.s. i just text our friend who was in a pickle, and today they feel like a 7.5
i love my life