Bell Rock

Sedona, for those of you who do not yet know, is a town in cen­tral Ari­zona sur­round­ed by star­tling for­ma­tions of stone: jagged, col­or­ful­ly lay­ered walls, smooth cliffs carved from light and shad­ow; deep, mys­te­ri­ous val­leys with tow­er­ing sand­stone pil­lars that seem to call, “Come clos­er.” As both an exten­sion of the nat­ur­al beau­ty and… Con­tin­ue read­ing Bell Rock

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Response of the Chief Culture Officer

Yes­ter­day, I wrote a post titled, “Let­ter to the Chief Cul­ture Offi­cer.” It was most­ly a poem writ­ten by an imag­i­nary per­son voic­ing the pain of the below-the-water-line orga­ni­za­tion, an orga­ni­za­tion that has just hired some­one into the new role of CCO. Please take a look if you haven’t read yes­ter­day’s post. Today, I want… Con­tin­ue read­ing Response of the Chief Cul­ture Officer

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On Leaving Things Out

Some years ago as my Fri­day end­ed, I walked into a VP’s office intend­ing to sim­ply wish him a good week­end. After a few pleas­antries, we fell into a more seri­ous con­ver­sa­tion about one of his direct reports, who I’ll call Ted. Ted had was per­haps the most tech­ni­cal­ly knowl­edge­able about cer­tain aspects of the… Con­tin­ue read­ing On Leav­ing Things Out