She suggested I write a book about this someday—perhaps I will–but what I am about to tell you should suffice to cover my immediate thoughts here today.

You inspire me, and you know who you are.

I am inspired by you whom I clutch dear and frequently in conversation.

Deep, long ones, fast but meaty ones, scheduled ones, impromptu ones, wherever-we-can-fit-them-in ones, LinkedIn post ones, comments on those post ones, voice only ones, video ones, group ones, private ones.

With my young compadres, contemporaries, (just a few are older than me), and especially ones who are wise beyond their years.

I revel in our time together, usually an hour, usually weekly, although some monthly, some untimed; no difference since we maximize the Vulcan mindmeld connection time, in quality of new brain cells created–not quantity of minutes.

I respect you as you add to my thoughts as I add to yours. I eagerly anticipate comments you make on my posts, and your posts that I comment on, to extend the thought process. As a complement, yes also as a compliment. As you are to mine.

The other day I spoke with one of my inspirers for an hour about having good taste. Really, can you do that with just anyone you are connected to? I think not. It’s investing a lot to achieve that special relationship. It’s time well worth spending for just one conversation like this. Yes, the best part was it was only one conversation of many with him. There will be more as he elevates my thinking.

I love this art of networking up. Yes, upwards.

Our network is our net worth. Hackneyed play on words? I don’t think so.

Bottom line: we support and gird each other, as one.

We enlighten each other, we build, we renovate, we scratch new ground, we reinforce a leaning tower, we check the vertical to be sure it’s plumb, we ensure it’s perfect, or as close as we can get it. Networking is the search to find more plums to plumb with.

Network up. 

 

 

She suggested I wrote a book about this, but what I am about to tell you should suffice, as I cover my thoughts here today.

You inspire me, and you know who you are.

I am inspired by you whom I clutch dear and frequently in conversation.

Deep ones, fast but meaty ones, scheduled ones, impromptu ones, wherever-we-can-fit-them-in ones, LinkedIn post ones, comments on those post ones, voice only ones, video ones, group ones, private ones. Young ones, contemporaries, and especially ones who are wise beyond their years.

I revel in our time together, usually an hour, usually weekly, although some monthly, no difference since we maximize the Vulcan mindmeld connection time, in quality–not quantity of minutes.

I respect you as you add to my thoughts as I add to yours. I eagerly anticipate comments you make on my posts, and your posts that I comment on, to extend the thought process. As a complement, yes also as a compliment. As you are to mine.

The other day I spoke with one of my inspirers for an hour about having good taste. Really, can you do that with just anyone you are connected to? I think not. It’s investing a lot to achieve that special relationship. It’s time well worth spending for just one conversation like this. Yes, the best part was it was only one conversation of many with him. There will be more as he elevates my thinking.

I love this art of networking up. Yes, upwards.

Our network is our net worth. Hackneyed play on words? I don’t think so.

Bottom line: we support and gird each other, as one.

We enlighten each other, we build, we renovate, we scratch new ground, we reinforce a leaning tower, we check the vertical to be sure it’s plumb, we ensure it’s perfect, or as close as we can get it. Networking is the search to find more plums to plumb with.

Network up.