Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Dec. 23, 2017: Flagstaff jewels




My Southwest adventure/”soul” vacation – December 2017
Day II
December 23.
"Keeping wild places close to your heart” ~Ryanne Sebern
It’s Day 2 of my trip.
On Saturday, I set out in pursuit of connecting experiences in downtown Flagstaff—the locals call it “Flag” —finding a central place to park my Prius near Heritage Square and walking to places I had identified as initially interesting. My first stop was to see the inside of the historic Monte Vista hotel, which has for more than 90 years hosted everyone from celebrities and law-breakers to skiers, river runners, and business people.  While there, I looked at the artwork on the walls, absorbed the architectural details of the stunning lobby and stairwells, and talked with the clerk who was a longtime local resident. She had left and returned to her hometown for her recent life transition, explaining that Flag had a hold on her. Not only did it have a hold on her, she was 26, she said, but she had decided to live downtown and within walking distance of the much loved Monte Vista, and the job she truly enjoyed. I took pictures of the historic lobby, and also of a painting made by Bruce Aiken, father of Silas whose Airbnb apartment I was occupying during this two-day visit to Flag. Silas and his siblings were raised, by the way, on the floor of the Grand Canyon where artist Bruce maintained the pump house for the National Park Service: Link https://www.grandcanyonnews.com/news/2017/may/23/33-year-nps-vet-artist-bruce-aiken-recounts-grand-/  Here’s a fairly recent story about Silas’ unique childhood, too: https://www.azcentral.com/story/travel/arizona/grand-canyon/2016/04/08/grand-canyon-national-park-childhood/80498036/
Just a block or so away, I found breakfast on Heritage Square at a colorful, warm Chipotle-style pick-your-own ingredients breakfast at a place called Mix. While there, I was able to chat with the young waiter. I had noted his busy and attentive interest in helping the breakfast patrons, even though this was a pay-as-you-order establishment.  I overheard him say to another customer: “On a scale of one-to-ten, how ‘fresh and easy’ was your food?” It made me grin, and so when he stopped at my table to deliver my food, I told him I’d heard that and wondered if that was his own recitation or if his employers had prompted him to use such a line to engage with customers. He laughed and said it was his own invention. I commented that this was both outgoing and creative of him. He said he was happy to answer my questions, when I told him I was writing a book and interviewing people along the way about their transitions in life.
Interestingly, this young man shared that he knew that the one thing he wanted to change about himself was being less shy. He said that his leaving his hometown, a small town nearby in Arizona, to attend Northern Arizona University in Flagstaff was part of the solution to that personal challenge for him. Another part of the solution for his personal growth, he said, was choosing to study a helping profession – he said he had decided on Exercise Science as a major, and planned to become a Physical Therapist. He had personally experienced recovery from a concussion, from playing hockey, and been helped by a PT and so thought this a worthy endeavor. He added that his sister, a nurse, had influenced his direction, too, since she was happy with her chosen profession helping people.
Back outside Mix, I walked across the Heritage Square and met Delvin Huma of the Hopi nation, who was selling Cochina carvings he made himself, while his wife Tracy and three of their six children shopped for gifts in downtown Flagstaff. I bought White Bear, the Cochina in the center of Delvin's trio of tokens he has set down on the brick wall and explained to me what the carvings meant and who his people are.
Delvin agreed to allow me to videotape, and use his full name, as a way to share some of his story with others.  I shot a seven minute clip, we talked awhile longer than that, and compared notes about our respective life transitions. Delvin, it turns out, is not selling Cochinas for very much longer. He had earned an EMT certificate at community college some years ago, and was now attempting to enroll and complete his four-year degree in order to better his life for himself and his family.
Everyone is on their way to somewhere.
One of the other people I met that morning in Flag, at its delightful alpine setting high in the Coconino forest, is Ryanne Sebern, of Evolve Jewelry Studio.  Ryanne was kind enough to share a bit of her story with me about her transition to working full-time to fulfill her passion as an artist. Her children are 6 and 4, and the flexibility she has gained through being self-employed gives her more mom time with the kids, a priority, as well as allows her to fully  pursue her art with them close by.
We talked some about the tremendous discipline and organization it takes to run your own enterprise like she is doing. Ryanne, 43, had previously served as an outdoor guide, then later worked in the outfit's office, all the while working on her art part-time. But now she has taken the path to produce and promote her work at evolvejewelrystudio.com, through her longtime association with the Flagstaff Artists' Gallery cooperative on San Francisco Street in downtown Flag and elsewhere.
I could not resist the silver tree earrings, with the garnets, and fell in love with Ryanne's apt description of the conifer's strength, its ability to grow and sustain itself through the winter, and maintain beauty through its own seasonal transitions! It seemed fitting, on this particular sojourn of mine. She also gave me permission to stay in touch, and to include her story as I write the book about "personal growth during times of transition." The jewelry is stunning. Her marketing is pretty incredible, too. I've included her lovely bio here, and the link to her business, as well as the link to the Artists' Gallery.


Dec. 22, 2017: A Vagabond for Beauty




My Southwest adventure/”soul” vacation – December 2017
Day I
Why, hello, Everett!
I am delighted to find the book of my soul traveler, Everett Ruess—which includes his journal writings, letters, and woodcut artwork—among the Grand Canyon library that my Airbnb hosts have thoughtfully assembled for their guests in this little one room, self-contained apartment. I have just arrived in Flagstaff, Arizona, on Day 1 of this solo travel adventure that will take me across Arizona and New Mexico. I confess that the miles and six-plus hours’ drive from Redlands, California, to Flagstaff, Arizona, were accompanied by not a little bit of creeping self-doubt that I would find what I was “looking for” on this trip. So, finding Everett Ruess’ “A Vagabond for Beauty” waiting for me was a kind of affirmation that I was on the right road!
“Adventure is for the adventurous. My face is set. I go to make my destiny. May many another youth by me be inspired to leave the snug safety of his rut, and follow his fortune to other lands.” ~Everett Ruess
Ah, yes, isn’t that why I am venturing out? Everett’s words strike a chord in my heart. I have been, as he suggests in his sublime encouragement to others, in a rut. My work in public relations at a women’s liberal arts college is fine, but does not fulfill my creative urges; I am still in “recovery” from a twenty-year marriage that I finally had the courage to end; I teach part-time as an adjunct professor at a nearby university at night; my children are grown and self-sufficient. By all accounts, I have a pretty good life. And yet, I find myself at mid-life trying to figure out “what’s next?” I definitely feel—no, I know—that I am in a period of transition.
In times past, when I have made a transition in life, I felt scared and excited at the same time. And, based on history, I should know that what will happen in the future will be wonderful, no matter what kind of trepidation I feel along the way. In fact, I’ve never gotten “stuck” – caught up in my own drama, or forgetting to “grow” – for very long. Encountering Everett at this juncture is like reacquainting with an old friend, and a muse.
Everett Ruess was an artistic, adventurous young man who set out alone several times to experience the beauty, as well as the fury, of nature in the American West. During the 1930s, he met and discussed art with painter Maynard Dixon, and with well-known photographers Ansel Adams, Edward Weston and Dorothea Lange. He was lured first by the splendors of Yosemite and the California coast, and later by portions of the lonely red rock lands of Utah and Arizona. In November 1934, at age twenty, Everett disappeared from the canyon country near Escalante, Utah, and was never seen again. Although his burros were found some distance from his last camp, his fate remains a mystery.
I first read the book in 1990. One of my all time favorite letters by Everett Ruess was one where he was reminding his family to use his pen name, Lam Rameau (not "Sam") as he tested their parental inclination to send food his way, very specifically requesting Swedish bread, peanut butter, pop and Grape Nuts while he traversed the West on foot or riding a burro, writing, drawing, talking with locals and natives, as a young man circa 1932.
Following is a photo of that letter. And, a "Happy Journeys" Christmas card he made as a blockprint, to send to his family from his travels afar.


What drew me in to Ruess' story was his drive to spend months on these solo travels, searching for his own unique connection to the land, its people, and its massive, piercing beauty, yet all the while staying connected to those he loved—he was but a teenager when he first ventured out, and was gone for years, only occasionally making the trek back to the "home base."
The special connection for me was that I originally bought the book on my first solo adventure to the Grand Canyon/Four Corners region—specifically at Marble Canyon Lodge—not long after having moved to California from Arkansas. I had struck out in my Acura Legend, a fast and comfortable, beautiful sedan, determined to cover Arizona, New Mexico, Utah, and the southwest corner of Colorado as a single woman. Unattached at the time, and feeling quite courageous, I was 31 years old, and single, when I was introduced to Ruess’s book at the gift shop there, bought an extra copy and shipped it to my dad in Louisiana thinking he'd enjoy it, too.
The coincidence that thrilled me at the time was that Dad called me in California, a very rare behavior (him using the phone, I mean) to thank me and report that he had read Ruess' letters in high school in Long Beach in 1942-44, where his Arkansas family had migrated to work during the WWII war effort.
The first book was called On Desert Trails, which was apparently published within just a few years of Ruess’s death. This later collection—the one I had bought in 1990—was much expanded in "A Vagabond for Beauty," the first book of mostly letters having been out of print for decades. Ruess is legend in these parts, as he disappeared mysteriously, his remains were never found, presumed having perished in a flash flood in one of the deep canyons he loved so much. There have been rumors and speculation that he was murdered, and all kinds of folk tales in the 80-plus years since his death. There's more to my thematic connection to Ruess that I'll save for another day. Here are links for more information about this enigmatic traveler, poet, diarist, artist:
But, for this leg of my journey through Arizona and New Mexico, reading Everett’s words and being reminded of my connection to his wanderlust, and his writing about it, helped assuage any lingering worries I had about whether I would “find” what I was looking for on this sojourn.
Who was that Karen, all those years ago on that adventure across four states? What was she looking for? And, who is this Karen, 27 years later? I had already lived 11 years longer than Everett Ruess, when I first encountered his talent in 1990. Did his intensely creative and short life propel or inspire me in some way at that tender age? Why, at 58 years of age, as I am single again, and back out on the road for some self discovery—or rather, what—am I hoping to find?
Unfortunately, I didn’t chronicle my adventures in those days, so much of my life history and preoccupation with “becoming” is forever lost. I suppose in a way my journaling like this, my writing as I go, is a way to help me focus on becoming who I am. I hope that makes sense. Maybe it only makes sense to me. If no one else ever reads this, which, if it is truly a journal and remains so, it doesn’t really matter. If this becomes a memoir or something else intended to help others, then perhaps some sense-making is necessary. I will try to sort it out as I go.
This kind of process requires some combination of experiencing life “out there,” and also taking the time to reflect, write, and sort of dialogue with yourself, to get what’s in your head down on paper. Or, in this case, in a digital file. As I travel, I’ve been talking with people, interviewing them when they will let me, taking notes in a small black notebook, writing as I can while in transit, then coming back to the laptop to expand on my day and thoughts.
On Day 1 of my travels, finding Everett Ruess’s “Vagabond” book and knowing I could spend some time with him was grounding for me. Wanderlust for him was getting out in nature, and getting far away from civilization. And yet, he was also connected, and wrote to and about the people who were important to him on his journeys. In that respect, we are alike. The connection and writing parts, I mean. I don’t intend to venture far away from civilization on this trip. Though in 1990, I was much braver, I think, and had taken my bicycle with me and ridden many miles by myself out on lonely beautiful Arizona and New Mexico roads. Which reminds me, it was summer. This trip, I did not bring my bicycle, thinking it way too cold. It is, after all, December 22. 

Been a long time



Wow. My last post was June 8. This was a year of upheaval. All good.

As I approach the December holidays, I am reminded of my amazing "soul" vacation to Flagstaff and Santa Fe last year. I'm in a much different position this year, not as free to wingit and travel as I like as long as I like on my own steam--and yet, happy as a clam in my Little House, consulting and teaching while I figure out what is next in life.

Adventure always awaits!

I thought I would use the professor blog, since it's the only one I have right now, to post my travel writings from the Christmas vacation of 2017. For posterity.

So, those posts will follow.

Friday, June 8, 2018

RIP Anthony Bourdain

I am actually sad about this. So hard to understand how someone who enjoyed this world so much would want to leave it. :(

Links credited to Muck Rack:

We woke up to the terrible news today that Anthony Bourdain was found dead at 61. The story was first reported by Brian Stelter at CNN after the network confirmed their travel star’s death.

Everyone reported on the shocking death, including Matthew Haag at the New York Times, who wrote the obituary for the Travel Host and Author.

CBS News shared that the celebrity chef was found dead in an apparent suicide.

AP News added that Bourdain was in Strasbourg filming an upcoming segment in his series "Parts Unknown."


At GQ, Drew Magary writes that Anthony Bourdain Was the Most Interesting Man in the World and he begins with, “I wanted his life.”

Monday, June 4, 2018

Today's editors, according to Columbia Journalism Review

I thought this was interesting, too.
Demographics of editors at America’s major newspapers: • 73% are male • 9 in 10 are white • Come from 109 different colleges and universities • 60% have a journalism degree • 7% went to an Ivy League school

Article:

I agree. Thanks, Bill Byrne!

From: https://muckrack.com/blog/2018/05/30/stop-calling-us-prs

A PR pro's pet peeve -- stop calling us PRs

MAY 30, 2018 
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A PR pro's pet peeve -- stop calling us PRs
I hadn’t realized I was the only one in the public relations field who disliked (OK, hated) being called a "PR" until I received an invite for an educational webinar directed at PRs.
In a rare moment of occupational venting, I posted my disdain on the Facebook page of an industry forum known as the PR Czars.
It turns out I’m not the only one in the media relations field that wanted to vent on the topic.
I’m not a PR. I work in public relations. It’s my career. I occasionally write press releases for clients.
But I’m not a PR.
PR, at least in the marketing and business world, is generally accepted to mean public relations. Or media relations, as that’s what most of us really do. We work with journalists (YouTubers, IG’ers, bloggers, etc.…define journalist however you like) to get the media (again, define that as you like) to feature the topics and products of importance to our clients.
It’s not rare that we hear “that’s good PR,” or something along those lines. Many of the firms we work at, along with some of our industry trade media, have PR in their name. XYZ PR, The Journal Of Disruptive PR, etc. Few would assume the name of the firm is XYZ Press Release or that something considered “good PR” is actually a good press release.

The confusion factor -- One reason to be careful when writing PR

In today’s era of email first, check for clarity later (and I know I’m not alone in this), I often receive typo-laden messages from clients that look like a cat walked across their keyboard. I love cats, and while I don’t need my emails to be in AP style and am no stranger to typos myself, the use of PR in marketing to mean more than public relations can cause pause or confusion. And when you confuse your team, even for just a little bit, you slow us down.
Lest you think my piece here is just one man’s rant (and please keep in mind I was asked to write it by the Muck Rack's editor Jessica Lawlor who saw my rant on the Facebook group) I’ve heard from colleagues that they’ve been told they need to “PR something” by clients. Or need PR. And sometimes, they want a PR. When that partner or potential partner tells us they need to PR something, we don’t want to assume they actually need a press release. Because we all know you don’t actually need a press release to land media coverage. But that’s another topic.
And while many of us say we’re PR consultants, and been called someone’s PR guy, gal, guru, etc., by clients, I would never say I am a PR or that I do PR. Saying that I am a public relations or a press release sounds silly.

Our friends overseas and in other industries

I’ve heard from a few that PR practitioners overseas are called PRs. Turns out that may be true. However, I refer to the sheet of metal covering my car’s engine as a hood, not a bonnet. I refer to what many around the world call football as soccer.
Flip it to other industries. Some of my colleagues work in advertising. They’re not Advertisers… or Adders. Or Ads.
The person who helps you find your mortgage isn’t called a loaner or a mortgager.
I have never heard my favorite barista in San Diego (if you don’t know Kristen, the manager at Java Earth, you really should!) referred to as a coffeer. Or a coffee-r. And I never ask her to coffee me… unless it’s very early.

Call me what you want, just don’t call me late to dinner

Am I making too much out of too little? Maybe.
Consider this just some fun venting on a day when I’m not on deadline. Venting is important…you know what happens when machines can’t vent! But judging by the comments my post received on Facebook, I’m not the only one in this industry that feels this way.
And again, I was asked to write this.
Maybe I’m a bit old-fashioned, but I’m not a curmudgeon. I only look slightly down on you because you use the word guru on your LinkedIn description and feel that saying pivot makes you sound smarter than saying change direction. If you want to optimize the disruption of something with a thoughtful design that is critical to your business, so be it. I can get on board with that, regardless of if your design is thoughtful and results-oriented or not.
Truth be told, you can call us what you want. As a group, we tend to be pretty thick skinned (you need to be in this industry) and we generally enjoy what we do. Every time we land great media placement we get a little dopamine hit that keeps us going and makes it all worthwhile.
But we’ll still snicker a little if you call us PR. Venting and snickering is just how us PRs are ;)
Bill Byrne is a veteran PR pro with serious disdain for people who call themselves gurus or ninjas, unless they’re spiritual leaders or feudal Japanese mercenary. In the last 20 years Bill has worked with a diverse range of brands, ranging from the youth marketing space to financial entities, tech products, general consumer goods, along with beer brands and snowboard companies. A former NYC agency guy, he spent years in the Manhattan offices of Cohn & Wolfe and PainePR before eventually co-founding Remedy Communications in San Diego.

Friday, December 8, 2017

Sorry, Not Sorry. Franken and Franks give bookend "apologies" as they are ushered out of Congress.

Sen. Al Franken, the liberal Democrat and former “Saturday Night Live” comedian from Minnesota, and Rep. Trent Franks, a one-time oil wildcatter turned anti-abortion crusader who represents a conservative Republican district in the suburbs of Phoenix, resigned reluctantly in similiar non-apologetic fashion this week among the growing numbers of men in America who are reckoning with the change in rules regarding their ability to maintain their positions of power amid investigations of alleged sexual misconduct. This Los Angeles Times article recounts the political rhetoric of their exits: interesting, if not unsurprising. What I am challenging is not whether either politician should have been ousted, but I am suggesting that if Franken/Frank had wanted grace and some consideration above the noise, each man would have needed (help from his PR person??) to craft a heartfelt and nuanced entreaty asking for the perspective that he thought his situation deserved. From a public relations perspective, I think this was a missed opportunity.




Thursday, November 23, 2017

Mentor notes: How a Boss Can Help

As I've been exploring ideal work conditions from an employee's perspective, through my serving as a mentor at the University of Redlands School of Business, I jotted down a few ideas for how a boss can help their charges. Here is that short list (feel free to comment or add to it):

How a boss can help:
  •    Clarify roles
  •    Clarify objectives
  •   Use clear, regular communication about expectations and constructive and encouraging feedback for improvement
  •   Create time and opportunities to co-explore insights about performance, not just keeping up with “to do’s” and not focused on missed opportunities, but filtering priorities and revisiting objectives and metrics, seeking agreement on adjustments and progress as a “thought partner”
  •   Be seen as authoritative and fair; no favoritism
  •   Be willing to mentor, or if not, willing to provide employee with a “coach”
  •   Provide a safe work environment
  •   Be willing to admit mistakes (“just because you are ‘sure’ doesn’t mean you are ‘right’), provide teachable moments based on own experience
  •  Model the behavior employees are expected to uphold (no gossiping, no venting about peers, no oversharing, keep commitments, do not take advantage of position/privilege, roll up one’s sleeves)
  • Remove obstacles
  • Provide development opportunities
  • Encourage promotion, upward mobility
  • Give clear and regular communication about assignments

Mentor notes: Strategies to Strengthen Your Development

As I've been working as a mentor this fall, in a formal program supported by the University of Redlands School of Business, it has given me the opportunity to think about what makes work, work -- for me, and for my mentee! Here are some recent thoughts about some of the things we can do as employees that can make us better workers, more successful enterprise owners, and protect our integrity in the workplace. Strategies that can strengthen your development:
  • Find a mentor
  • Build allies, social capital, potential coalitions
  • Be seen as a leader, enterprise owner
  • Remind self of successes, and sell them “up” the organization
  • Be self-reflective, learn from mistakes even while you “own” them
  • Maintain focus under pressure
  • Be bold and direct in communication
  • Don’t overshare
  • Determine additional skills or training needed to grow and add value
  • Take on tasks outside your role, volunteer to fill gaps as needed
  • Support others’ success, but not to your own detriment
  • Learn conflict resolution skills and use them as needed
  • Don’t compare your kudos to others
  • Don’t compare your setbacks to others
This is by no means an exhaustive list! Just a top-of-my-head attempt to put something in writing. Please comment if you have others to add...!









Mentor notes: "A" Player Thoughts

This fall, I've been serving as a mentor at the University of Redlands School of Business through their program that is designed to match seasoned marketing communications professionals with their younger counterparts. I'm an adjunct professor there, teaching marketing courses. My mentee is a young MBA candidate who is super smart, articulate, competent, and has a fairly honed sense of direction for one who is really just getting started on her career. I look at her and think "was I that 'together' when I was her age?" I think not! Anyway, as we've embarked on our time together, exploring opportunities for her to network and learn about careers in our field, delve into new areas of our disciplines that didn't come with her degrees, and talk about all things forward-thinking, I recently listed what I thought an "A" Player looks like in our profession:

What an “A player” looks like:
  • Tunes in to culture, teammates
  • Is on time, respectful of others’ times
  • Works to be consistent
  • Asks for help instead of waiting until the problem grows
  • Seeks to find solutions and not just asking the questions
  • Asks great questions, thinks holistically
  • Engenders trust in teammates
  • Works to make boss successful, anticipates needs and relieves worries
  • Similarly, keeps boss informed, “no surprises”
  • “Leads by example,” succeeds not through promotion and title but through results
  • Does what it takes to get the job done
  • Maintains a healthy life balance
There are certainly other traits that would apply. Please comment if you think of others.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

War of Words, or Real Threat? Guam residents weigh in...

What it feels like, when you're in the crosshairs:

https://www.theatlantic.com/international/archive/2017/08/what-do-people-on-guam-think-about-north-korea/536436/



Guam Governor Eddie Calvo speaks during an interview with Reuters at the government complex on the island of Guam, a U.S. Pacific Territory, in August 2017.
Photo: Erik DeCastro | Reuters