Life is Like a Spinning Toddler

This post doesn't have much to do with business, more life itself. I am currently sitting in my IKEA poang rocking chair, next to a Christmas tree, watching my 14 month old spin in circles and giggle with utter amusement. He spins and he spins until he crashes to the floor. His laughter captures a sense of pride in his dance. He has been working hard to master this skill. When he becomes too dizzy to continue he sits up and wobbles a bit. As his focus comes back, his eyes meet mine and he wears a huge grin and tries to get his steadiness back.

I suppose there are some similarities there- my son's semi-wild spinning for his own entertainment and the day-to-day operations of our Massage Therapy Center. Both are all-consuming, requiring much focus and energy. Sometimes chaotic, the Center like the spinning toddler, can be overwhelming at times. There are marketing deadlines to meet, therapist schedules to fill, goals to reach. Mid-way through a turn, or change in direction, we may feel lost or disoriented but only for a moment before we regain control. We are both encouraged by positive reactions to our work (yes, I believe Corbin is a professional twirler at this point). But at the end of day, we don't do it for the praise. We spin because it makes us happy.

And nothing makes me happier than a smiling baby following in mama's footsteps. Literally, big shoes.