Its a Small World

I spent a good part of last week at Dreamforce in San Francisco.  It’s a major tradeshow put on by  The pattern of my week was very different than normal.  Lots of people, parties, interactions.  Some of these people came directly out of my past.  People I trained on Marketo years ago.  People I worked with in past jobs.  People I met at some random conference long, long ago.

Other people were new.  People who smiled and shook hands and told me about their lives.  People who looked at paintings at the MOMA with me and marveled at their beauty. (Nice Picasso, Renoir, Matisse collection in there, by the way.)  Their lives and mine traveling along our own paths and intersect for a magic moment.

Some lives touch just once.  You meet and never see each other again.  Other lives go into hibernation where you don’t see each other for years.  The paths intersect or don’t.  Maybe even they intertwine where your lives cross often.

Life is funny this way.  You never know who you might meet and who you might see again again years later.  You never know where your path will take you.

When I was a kid, I imagined my life as a ribbon that turned and twisted through different adventures.  Sometimes it soared high and sometimes low.  I imagined that at the end of my life, I would look back at the ribbon and see that there was more good than bad, or at least break even.

Now that I am older, I still see the ribbon, but I also see many others that travel along side of me.  If I zoom out, I see a tapestry woven out of millions of of us.  The image in my mind is overwhelming and inspiring.  I want to make the most of each day and each interaction.  You never know what the future holds.

Whatya think?