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Tis the Season..

'Tis the season to be jolly Fa la la la la la la la la....

This is the season of Transformation.  The years winding down. It's getting colder, most people are getting broker.. (like all things, it's a matter of choice).  

I am a native New Yorker. I LOVE New York at Christmas. 

This year, I am grateful to be part of an awesome Leadership team that is dedicated to creating beautiful things. Last Saturday, we had a long day of creating intimacy through humility and service. 

In the backdrop, Santa was appearing everywhere, in many shapes and forms.. Now, who doesn't love Santa? But, drunk Santa?  Now that's a horse of a different color.

It was my first experience of Santa Con- at first sight is seemingly just light-hearted reindeer games.. 

However, from a leadership perspective, I had a different vision. Perhaps, it was all in good fun: the excitement, the costumes of people on the train and running through Midtown.

However, when you are in a certain location (that happens next to a LOUD bar) for about ten hours, you certainly will witness transformation (and then some)...

Excitement turns to tears, Cute costumes are all over the place.. 

"Ha Ha Ha" turns to "I'm soooo sorrrrryyy, babyy I loveeeee youuuu" 

Talk about irony.

I had the ability to the new things I am creating with a team.

Although, I wanted to drag all of these Santa people straight to a 12 step program, new things opened up for me...and this is what I will share: 


Nothing is private anymore- especially with Facebook. Everyone is all up in each other's business. 

All I could think about what was the potential children witnessing these Shenanigans..from light-hearted "Ha, Ha, Ha" to Santa being a hot mess (and perhaps a "ho, ho, ho")..

In the spirit of transformation and of Christmas, let's remember to be responsible. You never know who's watching.

That's all Folks...

<3

E 


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