I like making pies. I like the process, and I get a cheap thrill from sharing what I make with friends and family. They have such low expectations of me when it comes to the kitchen, that my pie baking consistently yields surprise, which I take as praise.
I’m intense by habit, and I’m committed to my career. Success for me, like for you, requires determination and focus, and the need to win over and over again in a competitive market. Business can be tiring because, really, are we ever DONE?
Sometimes I want to create something that is done. When I can step back and say, “Wow, I made that.”
While I remain an active participant in the race of doing business in our cacophony of a world, I am trying not to be consumed by it. I want to be deliberate enough to pursue things that have deeper meaning. I want to be braver – brave enough to define success in ways that I know will be more gratifying, but I struggle to accept. While I haven’t solved this for myself, making pies gives me a symbolic and actual break from life’s intensity. I enjoy the simple act of creating something that gets finished.