The art of innovation

The man who defined the word “Innovator” has left us.

Steve Jobs, the CEO of Apple Inc., didn´t just give us gadgets, he always gave us a sense of newness and not only in design but in his way of thinking.





It made me think.
Is our only real responsibility to be the innovator of our own lives?

To constantly re-invent ourselves and evolve in order to lead a life that brings us harmony and fulfillment? To take full responsibility for how we lead our lives?
Are we ok? Do we feel good? Have we found our balance in life?

We all face the overwhelming message of “Wellness” every time we glance at a newspaper stand.
But what does that word mean to you?
Is it an exquisite meal? Is the buzz of endorphins in your systems after a long run? Is it to hear your children laugh? To see your lover smile? Or is it to sleep well?
I choose not to include material things since I am, beyond words, convinced that they make nor me or you happier.
I believe that what makes us happy is how we choose to see our daily life.
To choose which light we see our daily events in.

I have spent a few days home last week with our 2½ year old son who has had a cold. That might be thought of as a much unappreciated and plain boring task.
It is most certainly not one of my intellectual highlights but nevertheless a ditto emotional one.
To hear him reason about life and to see him drive his little handed down, slightly rusty wheelbarrow around in the garden with a smile of perfect happiness on his face is wellness for me.

There are a lot of us out there who doesn’t have children who enjoys the gifts in life equally much, with the added bonus of not being awakened around 0630 on a Sunday morning.

The thing that connects us and makes us family is the ability to actively choose in what light we see life. Not for others, just for ourselves.
It is truly wondrous how we spread that light feeling around us when we choose to see all things good and well before we lay focus on the things that need more attention.

Autumn is here, that god, my favorite season.
I struck me last night that I already hit week 18 in this pregnancy.
I am almost half way. Where did the time go?
Maybe I was busy living life and being present.

Take a moment and appreciate all the good things about you for a moment.
Your beautiful eyes, your attentiveness, your ability to laugh with people; not at them.

I have numbers to crunch, stuff to type and life to love.
Until later.