Shelving.

Terry is on the camera with a worried look about whether they will all fit in the truck.

Well this will be a boring entry so stop reading now.  Terry and I went to Calgary last night to pick up more shelving for Sunworks.  The expansion continues and I wonder if it will even be done.  Nonetheless
we need more shelving to accommodate all of the new products coming in. We had serious doubts whether we would make them fit into the truck.

Hmmm, maybe the rest will fit in the back sit!
Looking East

We managed to get them in, we skip a romantic dinner out and a drink with the men in town and head back to Red Deer.  The sunset on the way and the scenery were stellar and I thought of my friend Tim having never seen this flatness before.  Of course a picture doesn’t really do the real thing justice.

Looking West
Looking West

Steady progress.

Here we are rounding the last corner in our business plan for Sunworks and the building.  By the end of the year, we’ll have 90 percent of the building renovations done and will have taken out original investment of $2000 which we started the store with and turned it into $2.5 million that it is today.  It took 10 years of work.  I don’t think that I’ve ever written this story and so over the next couple of dozen entries I’m going to recall and record as much of the story as I can remember.

Coming to Red Deer

I moved to Red Deer in 1991 in the summer.  Moving back to you parent’s house at 29 is not something most people would want to do.  I’d been through a really bumpy time in Calgary and had learned a lot about trust, entrepreneurship, hard work, and the kinds of people in the world.  I owned a business which failed but really shouldn’t have.  I was involved on a business level with the wrong people, integrity, honestly, and respect where not characteristics that any of these people had.   In the end, the business was mine, but by then I was starting with a handicap left over from the debris the leaving partners left behind.  Had I been starting by myself, the whole thing would probably have worked. After a couple of robberies, problems with a leaky roof that the landlord refused to fix, I closed. Then, I sold my first house — the one the I have always loved and miss to this day.  It was the original farmhouse, a dairy farm I believe, built in 1914.  It was the only house on the prairies before the mountains when it was built, today it is in the district of Altadore in Calgary, 4301 – 17A Street, Calgary.  If you ever drive by it think of me, send me a picture if you are so inclined.  I loved the age of the house.  I was made of brick and seemed to me to be an answer for everything new that existed in Calgary.  There were building in Calgary that I watched being build as a kid and saw being torn down as a 20 something.  It was such a mistake to sell in hindsight.  Someday I’ll buy it back just for fun and partly to complete the circle that feels left opened.

I paid off as much as I could on everything with the sale of the house and moved back home with nothing but some old furniture.  I immediately went to work in Red Deer thinking that I would be moving back to Calgary. shortly.  By the spring of the next year I was working in men’s wear in Red Deer, and driving back and forth to my parents farm, about 50 minutes each way.  Around April of that year Terry and I had met and were contemplating moving in together.  By summer, I moved in with him in Red Deer.  We’ve been together in this house for 15 years.  Seems like it was just yesterday that I left Calgary.

Blessings.

It comes to my attention today that at least one person out there is reading this blog and wondering when I am going to write more.  Well the truth is that I have lots to write about but not so much time to write.  So tonight I start again and maybe will write shorter bit for you a little more often.

Blessing 1
Blessing

One of the most powerful and interesting events happened a few weeks ago.  In hindsight it seems to have foreshadowed the events unfolding now.  Max and I get up Friday morning and go down to the store to meet the Monks that have come from Edmonton to bless the restaurant next door and our new prayer wheel.  Max and I dress in orange shirts in honour of the Monks and are just about to leave for the store when the phone rings. It’s Lisa from the store, she tells us that the Monks are here and ready to bless the store and the restaurant.

My good friend Alan told me the week before to just enjoy the process. Today he tells me to listen to the universe for any message that might be there and so I listen carefully. As we walk out the front door of our store, Phay, Mao’s sister greetsus and introduces us to the Monks. Everyone smiles. We go into the restaurant to decided while the group decides what to do. Sunworks is to be the first to be blessed, we had hoped to have the prayer wheel blessed and are surprised that they are going to bless the store as well.

Max and I hold the doors open for the Monks and the group of elder Lao ladies, who I think are from Red Deer, that have come to help. Monk Sien and his Master enter the store along with a third Monkwho carries holy water in a large brass hand-pounded bowl. There are flower pedals in the bowl and a twig brush. Monk Sien wears bright orange. The Master wears a caramel colour exactly the same share we used the first few years of the store to decorate our booth at the farmer’s market.

I watch, I listen, and I enjoy the process. I let the monks and the group do what they need to do for us. Inside the store, they tell us to sit on the chairs at the front of the store. They tell us to hold our hands in a certain way which is very much like the way we were taught to prayer growing up as Christians — but somehow it feels different. Monk Sien and his Master begin to chant and the other of the three moves around the store splashing the place with holy water, returning to the front to splash us with holy water, and then prayer wheel. As they being the chanting and I can sense a clearing of the room. An odd sensation. They finish their blessing and the elder women present all smile at us.

Blessing the entrance.
Blessing the entrance.

Monk Sien goes outside and paints a blessing on the window of the store. We stand silently inside and watch. It is interesting and beautiful and makes me feel happy. As we exit the group tells us that our business will be very prosperous and I think about all that we are trying to do right now.

We move next door to the flower shop and do this all again at Laura’s place. She is thrilled beyond anything I have seen before. Laura has quite a following in the Chinese community and teaches Tai Chi, so already has some sense of the meaning and the importance of this. Later in the day she talks about how this ties all three of our business together in some way, because of this shared experience.

After the blessing of the flower shop we all pose for various pictures inside and outside of the businesses. I had been worried about taking pictures but then Monk Sien pulls out a high tech digital from his robes and asks up to take pictures on his camera as well.  I chuckle to myself.

We take a couple of photographs in front of the prayer wheel.

Next we all move to the restaurant to wait for the Mayor and guests to show up. Monk Sien and his driver leave to go back to Edmonton. The Master stays to perform the blessing in the restaurant. As we wait he takes the opportunity to bless each one of waiting. Most of the staff receive a blessing. Max offers to the Monks to come up and spend a day working in the yard of the monastery helping to landscape it.

This day is very interesting to me.  The day before we were in Edmonton working on our Swerve project which we will build.

While there, at the architects discussing the budget, we have a incident that left me feeling anything but positive about the process of our project.  I felt beat up an angry, so on this day of the blessing I really needed to feel something positive.

I take my seat across from the Master and do as I’m instructed. I put my right wrist out palm down, and my right hand up like a half of prayer. The elder ladies and other gather behind me and near and touch one another or me forming this kind of grouping. The master chants and ties a yellow and orange bracelet made of a several thin strings around my wrist. When he is done, he tells me twice this will bring you lots of money. I say nothing to anyone and think of yesterday. Some ladies tell me it is very lucky, and will bring health. I get the sense that their definition of luck is different than ours.

Blessing the Prayer Wheel
Blessing the prayer wheel

Everything changes as the Mayor and City Council arrive, a couple of photographers, and the television crews arrive. I feel good about having some influence in our community, about being able to bring all of these people together, about being able to recognize an important opportunity. There is an excited buzz about what this new restaurant means to the City and to the downtown.

Just before 1100 they line up two rows of chairs in from of the master. They ask the men to sit in the front, this almost offends the women that have come. The elder Lao ladies sit in the second row and explain what is happening. We again are instructed to raise our left hand like half of a prayer and hold our right wrists out. He begins to chant and the Lao ladies bring around bracelets for each and everyone in the room, including the media, guests, camera and TV men. Everyone gets a blessings. Afterwards they ask the Mayor is there is anything that he would like to say on behalf of the city.

He does a great job speaking about the importance of diversity, of community, and of this new restaurant in the downtown. About how interesting and important the downtown is. The interpreter then says, okay it’s time to eat.

We take our place at the a couple of tables and they bring out a lot of food. Everyone is impressed. Just before the group leaves the restaurant Mao and his family present the Mayor and the city a piece of art from the Lao community. It’s brilliant and now hangs in City Hall outside the Mayor’s office. The whole experience was brilliant. I hug Mao, shake the hands of the others. Terry does the same. We look around as we leave the the entire restaurant is full with new
customers. There is not one sit empty. They are off to a good start.

And we are on our way — new restaurant blessed, store blessed, prayer wheel blessed, blessed personally, flower shop blessed, a bonding experience, and beautiful welcome, good media coverage that will help them get started, new friendships formed, and a message about the downtown that rings loudly and clearly. Quite incredible really. I am in my office shortly after noon feeling like I’ve done a whole day’s work.

Then Andrea marches in with a demolition permit. She had sneaked out during the lunch and gotten the last signature, then gone over to the city and got the permit signed. Wow! We are making way for Swerve on faith alone.

It’s six weeks later and much has changed, the old building will come down next week, the work on the Sunworks building is near completion, the appraisals of our work came in higher that expected, new partnerships
are forming that will be paramount to success, and the budget for Swerve is slowly sorting itself out.  It is amazing how much actually happens in such a short space of time.

Thanksgiving weekend, next stop Christmas.

My friend Janice says to me… “So why haven’t you written in your blog?  Get writing!”  Since it is thanksgiving weekend and I have actually taken the whole day off (well sort of) I thought that I would try put something in here.

Sunworks is looking better than it ever has looked.  Most of the fall stock is in and we’ve found room.  Meanwhile I met with the team on Thursday morning for a hour and we discussed this questions “Imagine we are going into the Christmas season and we have expanded the store to the second floor — how did we do it?”  It was a great way to talk about all of the things that would need to happen and it made it feel real for everyone, including me.  Andrea (who has the most amazing skill when it comes to process and problem solving) and I sat down and did a schedule of everything that would need to be done to make it happen.  On Thursday and Friday everyone worked hard.  Good progress was made.

Tomorrow I am going to paint apartment 200 and get it ready for flooring and tile.  I’m looking forward to furnishing this place and it seems that we’ll be able to rent it for a great professionals coming to Red Deer on short term contracts.  I’m hopeful that we can have that apartment done by November 1, but there is a lot to do yet.
As I stood in the apartment today I thought of how easily I could live there.  It is beautiful.

Lance, our contractor on these projects, has been hauling the dead ductwork and garbage out of the rafters for two days.  It amazes me how much stuff accumulated over the many many years that building has existed.  Who would think to store old bits of wood and duct work in the rafters.  Anyway, it is out now for the most part.  Terry and I may need to go up there and poke around a bit.  Next week we hope that the ceiling can be wired and then we can insulate the building for the first time ever.  Maybe this year in the minus 40 degree weather the snow will stay on the roof and not melt.  That should help us with your heating bill you would think.  If we can cut these bills in half and reduce other expenses, while increasing the revenue we might actually make some money this year instead of just breaking even all of the time.  Woo hoo, what a novel concept.

Can we get the expansion done  open before Christmas.  I think so.  It means that we may all have to work some long hours but if we can intersperse these with good quality time off I think it will work well.  Beginning next week I am going to take one day a week off, or at least, work from home.

On to the election campaign.  We have several people running for city council, most of the usual candidates.  Mayor Morris is running again for Mayor, and Jeffrey Dawson a former City Councillor is running against him.  The election issue this time around seems to be focused on the down town, which is making me crazy.  I’m so glad that I went to Carmel this summer and studied Appreciative Inquiry  The candidates are all thinking about how to “fix” the downtown.  No one is talking about building on the strengths of the downtown and there are many.  It feels like all of the work that some many people have done is being undervalued.  Still Mayor Morris is seen downtown supports downtown and sees the work that has gone into it, so I’ll vote for Morris again.

I’m working on a newsletter for the store that I want to have out but Thursday, and is only a few days away.  During that last election we offered to our customers the list of who we decided to vote for.  We had many calls and responses of thanks.  We are going to the forum on the 10th in the evening and we are going to make our decision that night and send it in an email the next day.  We will not tell people who to vote for, but rather to vote, and give them our list.

On Friday of this week, the new Thai restaurant opens.  The monks are coming to bless the restaurant and our prayer wheel.  It’s going to be a great day.  I’m really looking forward to it.  I’m so thrilled to have them on the street.  Now we have Cafe Pichilingue a soup a sandwich place, King’s for Lebanese, Thai Garden Restaurant for Lao and Thai Cuisine.  There are three gift shops, a hemp store, a wine bar, a flower shop, two ladies clothing store, and three arts galleries, and nearly every building along the street has residences in it.  Ross Street is such an exciting place to work.  It’s all very exciting.  Ross Street is arriving.

Great connections

With the wonders of the internet and social networking I reconnect with friends, Stan and Corinne, whom I haven’t seen in years, about 20 years actually.  They live in Calgary and so yesterday I have the chance to visit with them.  We talk about the world, the way people think, how things are changing, and regular old “so whatever happened to so-and-so” and whatever else came up. It is great to catch up.  We spend three hours chatting about life, the universe and
everything, and they go quickly.  I meet their daughter Megan who is lovely, sweet, and very talented.  And I think about the good hands the world will be in with her generation.   It was a great time.

When I leave their home, I go to Mercato, my favourite Italian restaurant. I do my planning for the upcoming week. Carefully following the method that Alan has helped me create. Make a long list of the things that I will start, and divided it carefully into categories, so that I don’t become overwhelmed but the number of things that I will do.  It’s a good thing that I enjoy my work so much.  Earlier, I have been teased by Stan and Corinne about my enjoyment of beer, even after explaining there is beer and then there is good beer, and there are also beverages called beer that aren’t beer at all.  However, I’m at Mercato and so I drink great wine instead, wonderful Italian wine.  Wine with 15% Syrah, my favourite.  Now if I can only remember what it was.  Oh well, an excuse to go back.

As I make my list I think of my plan to buy a place in Italy some year and hope that my plan will be soon.  I remind myself to spend some time to image this goal and the steps to getting there.  I also think about Andrea coming to work for me in the next few weeks and how excited I am by that.  Andrea is one of the most brilliant people I have ever known, and she has a great understanding of the important things in this world.  I think we are going to make a most incredible team.  Great things are going to happen as we work together.  How very lucky am I.

Max is working in Calgary for the day and finished late.  We get a soon great Chinese food at Tai Pan in the heart of Chinatown and get on the road by 10:00 p.m.  We arrive back in Red Deer late last night and fall into bed.  The clock says 11:53 when I close my eyes.

At 11:59 I am awakened when my cell phone beeps.  There is a text message from Leslie saying that they have just arrived home safely from their trip to Winnipeg.  We haven’t seen Blaine and Leslie in a month it seems and can’t wait to hear their adventures.  I drift back to sleep.

It’s 8:00 a.m. now.  As I sit here in my conservatory this morning and try to type Draba our youngest cat walks back and forth across my lap, purring loudly and enjoying being scratched behind the ears. Hair floating everywhere. She missed us being away for two days.I’m sitting in the chair that faces east, the sun beams through the window onto my skin.  I love the feeling of sunshine on my chest, and the souls of my feet.  I look out into the yard and see the great work that Max has put in this year.  The raspberries are heavy with dew, the overripe fruit has dropped to the ground.  I may start to pick some today.

The orange lantern has returned and now hangs above the centre of the yard on the phone like that stretches over the year 20 feet in the air.  I clipped it on the line last week.  It is nylon but looks like a traditional paper lantern, it’s also solar, so in my wisdom I want to put it somewhere that would be bright and full sun.  The phone line seems like the best place.  At night it should glow a beautiful orange. That day, I come home from work in a wind storm.  My orange lantern has been blown up the line and is now hanging 30 feet above the laneway, next to the utility pole. Maybe a squirrel with jump on it and ride it back down.  I hadn’t thought it would travel uphill. And as it gets dark, I realize that it has an on switch that is in the off position.  So it hangs in the dark outside the yard.   I stand in the sunroom and laugh hard.

This morning as I sit here after our trip to Calgary I see the lantern has returned to our yard and begin to hatch a plan to retrieve it and turn the it on so that I may enjoy it tonight.  I receive a text message on my phone.  It’s from my best friend Alan.  I missed him a lot.  He and his partner are on the small island of Lundy in the UK where they are enjoying a well deserved vacation.  They are gone for 10 days and the day they get back is the day that we travel to New York for the New York International Gift Fair and we are gone for 11 days.

Life is full of possibilities and great connections that hold us together and give us shared enjoyment.  I find it so fascinating that strong friendships and love can’t be interupted by a week, a month, or 20 years

Swerve in context.

I spent the day in Edmonton.  I went up for an early meeting with the finance company, the architect, and the builder.  We are trying to get the budget numbers in line for financing purposes and so the project makes sense on paper.  My gut tells me that the project will come in at less that we are currently projecting.  I think that everyone is so rattled by two years of escalations rates that it hard to believe that things are leveling off.  Nonetheless we will make this work. I have good confidence in the builder, the materials supplier, the architect, and even our young finance group.  Everyone left feeling confident and it is good for me to know that there are two investors willing to come in even it the finances at this level becomes troublesome.  It is interesting and quite wonderful to know that there are business people out there that are up for a challenging project when they understand that it can make a difference in their community.

I left the meeting feeling exhausted and a bit down.  So much hinges on this stage of the work.  Of course there is always talk of 'not building' or 'building.'  Not building is not an option for me and neither is it for the partners, so in some sense that is reassuring.  We have come this far and I know that the project is good and can succeed.  I certainly see why other developers replicate the same old formula instead of tramping into new territory.

After the meeting I went to the Alberta Art Gallery and had a good look at the Capital Modernism show that Shafraaz is the curator for.  It was really really great to read the biographies of some of the leading architects in the modernist movement.  Their words about meeting humanity's challenges and coping with a changing world real did make me feel better about our project and the complexity of the process.  It's the right thing to do, and when I looked at some of the great work that other architects have done it confirmed to me that this work we are doing will be among the great things that can be looked back on years from now.  Developers that are replicating stick frame walk-ups won't have contributed to society in any way, and likely in 20 years their buildings will be replaced again.  Ours will be a landmark and the defining characteristic of downtown Red Deer for decades.  I truly believe that it has the power to change the way the industry thinking about the environment and community.  Our website is coming along at www.swerveliving.com if you want to get a closer look at the design.

So we press forward and we will complete this building in due course.  Our deconstruction party is now schedule for September 15th, on Earth Dance.  We have the kill orders in place for the services and by the end of the month the building should be ready to take down.  Presales of the units will start in September and prices are now close to being set.

The public art project is proceeding.  All of the the jurors have now looked at the works and have narrowed down their choices.  We'll announce the three main contenders for the piece on the 15th of September as well.

So today was a little about progress and a little of perspective and a great reminder that great things take time but have a lasting impact on the world.

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Yvon Goulet & Montreal.

I first saw Yvon Goulet’s work in Calgary.  My friend Ron owns a couple of pieces and has them hanging the bar at the Calgary Eagle.  Max and I went to the gallery in Calgary that has some of his work but didn’t find anything that we really really like and so I was trying to arrange to talk Max to Montreal for Valentine’s day and to go see Yvon at his studio.  Obviously that never happened.  However, we made a point of flying back through Montreal after Caribbean cruise.

Yes I know that that sounds exotic but there is more to tell about that story, the how and the why and the what.

Anyway, I had made sure that I had Yvon’s number with me.  He had told me to call when we were going to be in Montreal and he could arrange to meet us at his studio.  I called as we left Orlando the morning of July 1 and make arrangements to meet him on St Cathrine’s Street in the village.  The street has been closed for four days for international arts show.  We get there just has it finished, DRAT!  But still we got a sense of what the show as like.  The buzz is still in the air and there are thousands of people milling about the street.  It is a great event.  We later learn that the street will be closed every weekend for the summer.  How progressive.

We make arrangements to meet at his studio at 9:00 a.m the next morning.  We arrive and find the brick work being replaced on the front of the row houses.

Yvon's garden.Yvon's garden.

It is a small flat with a back garden. I estimated the size to be about 700 square feet.  Yvon uses every small room to work and to store his work.  He has transformed the back yard, about the size three parking stalls, into an oasis.  It is lush and green.  He’s is created a pond.  It is a perfect space to provide him the ‘white space’ that he probably needs as he paints.

Yvon starts to haul out painting after painting of things we both find very interesting.  After much discussion we settle on two pieces and commission him to do a third for us.

This first one was a concept for a mural that he did.  I love the loose way the background is painted and the tension between the viewer and the men.  The colours don’t show up well here so you’ll just have to come and see us in Red Deer.

Yvon Goulet and his art.

These pieces are painted on recycled plastic.  They are more similar to the piece that Ron had in Calgary.  We both just love them but have absolutely no where to put them.  Yet we know we’ll find a spot somewhere in the house.

Triptych
Triptych

The third piece we asked Yvon to do for us is of two men wearing business suits kissing.  He had one there but it was sold.  We just love the meaning of the painting on a couple of levels.

DsensWe left Yvon’s fairly happy with our purchases and went off to explore the city district. It became clear to us this we would love to buy a flat in Montreal. Since coming home we have discussed it further. It is my goal to have something there before the end of the year. We both love the idea of staying in Canada for get aways and yet the distinctly European culture of Montreal truly does feel so different from the west. Their interest in the arts, food, and quality of life all appeal to us. We had the most amazing dinner that night.
Interesting building on Saint Catherine's
Building signage.
Street banner.

The next day we realized that we needed one more day in Montreal and so went to the airport and volunteered to be bumped from the flight.  Air Canada is always overselling their flights.  The gave us $200 each and said come back tomorrow evening to fly home.

So without luggage or a place to stay we took a cab back to the city and enjoyed the adventure for another 36 hours.  We explored the streets, the food, did some shopping for the team at the store, bought ourselves new sunglasses.

Max’s might have been inspired by the recent painting purchase, but they look really great on him.  Mine are more intellectual and funky.  They both suit our personalities and I love the fact that we are becoming more defined as individuals, and each of us finding that attractive in one another.

Perspectives.

I go up to the highest point on the ship today and look around in all directions.  I want to experience the feeling, whatever that may be, that comes from realizing that we are in the middle of the ocean with nothing around us in any direction.  I walk around on the smallest of the decks a couple of times until it is absolutely clear that there is no land anywhere.  I ask Max to tell me if the experience is a metaphor for anything.  I have no idea but I no that it will be a powerful image as I think about it.  As I think about this tonight I also think about my Grandmother coming to Canada from England, and the feeling that they must of had.  This ship is big and the waves are tempered by the size of the ship.  Now as I write this, in the comfort of my stateroom, the ocean beats against the side of the ship tossing it around.  The ship is something like two blocks long. The waves sound like huge battering rams slamming against the sides.

As we come down from the top deck we meet a couple just inside the doors of the 12th floor.  I say to them must go up and see the view and think about what it means to them, if it is a metaphor for anything.  She says without thinking twice that is about life, being able to see the horizon in four directions.  I am not sure if she knows how profound she is being, but it makes me think about choices and directions and endless possibilities.        

I am so looking forward to getting home and to the possibilities that exist there.  I think about the changes in my life and the new directions that things are going.  I am infinitely intrigue by life.

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Day 2 — The course begins.

I arrived at the hotel by 10 p.m. last night thoroughly exhausted but very very happy to be here.  I got to SF around 11 a.m. and spent the afternoon south of market, bar hopping and just enjoying the big city.  I did a little shopping for Terry's birthday which is coming right up and drank beer.  I bought myself a new leather vest which I think looks rather fetching on me.  Maybe the friends of Dorothy will have leather levi night on the cruise next week.  Yeah, right, like that will happen.  It was great to sit in the sunshine at the Lone Star and then the Eagle for the beer bust.  I fear that I got too much sun, actually yesterday I got just the right amount of sunshine, but today in Carmel, on section of the course was outside and I fried the top of my newly shaven head.  Thankfully it recovers quickly and by tomorrow, it may quit throbbing.  Opps.

Meanwhile, the course started at 0830 and I spent the first 2 hours wiping tears from my eyes and thinking to myself how very happy I am to be here with this group of people and how amazing things that happening all over the world.  AI is being used more and more, and the interesting thing is that it is still developing.  David Cooprider and Frank Barrett asked lots of interesting questions of the group and truly listened to the answers, writing all the while. 

Everything that I have been exploring about community leadership and change is here in some form.  It really is incredible.  Anyway, I worried about making a fool of myself by being weepy all week.  But in fact, I managed to pulled myself together and it is amazing the stuff that we are learning.  We have covered so much ground already I don't even know where to start.   The participants come from all over that world.  My first meeting was with a guy from South Hampton England, who is working with a large consultancy firm that does research, Richard.

Terry gave me a digital recorder and I have been capturing the conversations throughout the day.  It should have enough room to record everything for future reference.

The biggest thing today, besides meeting so many really smart and innovative people is the reminder that organizations moved in the direction that they inquiry.  So this is interesting in the context of the Culture Master Plan update, because the first workshop we do will set the direction for the inquiry with the community so that we really really must get the right topic and questions sorted through.  Such amazing things are going to happen in Red Deer because of this process.

Tonight I am off to Monterey for dinner and then back to do a little more work before bed.  Tomorrow the course starts with choice affirmative topics. 

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Day 1 – On my way…

Today is pretty much a day of travel.  I sit here in the airport in Calgary, the rain continues to fall.  I worry about the buildings leaking and think about how glad I will be to have the roof repair done this summer.  My flight is in 20 minutes, and I go through my favourite city on the west coast, Seattle.  I don't even have time to stop for a coffee before I catch my next flight into San Francisco.

I am on my way to take a course with David Cooperider on Appreciative Inquiry.  I sit here and think how my life is changing and how happy I am right now.  A couple of months ago, my best friend said to me that I should learn more about Appreciate Inquiry, because so much of what I do now with my community work seems to fit with this way of thinking about the world. I immediately got a book from a friend and began to read, and sure enough the ideas and principles in the theory are so in line with my way of thinking about the world.  I have been learning new things about AI and how to better use the principles and am finding that my world is changing, doors are opening, business is excelling, relationships are improving, and life seems so much more full.

Another friend in Red Deer sent my a note about this course in Carmel and so I signed up and am so excited to learn from the very people that developed these theories.  This course is at the Taos Institute in Carmel and so that in and of itself will be interesting.  I am going to try to write my thoughts and experiences as I go through this course.

The great thing is that since started to shift my career to more of a consulting and community development focus, I was able to put a team together to apply for the Culture Master Plan Update in Red Deer.  We were awarded this contract and the work has begun.  I intend to do a lot of thinking about the process that we might use as I go through this course over the next 4 days.  I believe that really positive things will come from it that will enable us to guide the CMP Update inquiry and make some incredible changes in our community.  So we shall see.

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