Welcome to my website, a good stopping place for entrepreneurs, thinkers, artists, and readers. Pause for a moment – to consider this perfect fusion of sky, sea, and land – and even to dream? Dreams are where so many good ideas begin. It might even be a dream of flight.

It’s tempting to look back and see the things that we wish we’d done differently. Hindsight can be distressingly accurate. Of course, there is no going back. And, if we spend to much time and energy wondering what might have been, then we risk missing the opportunity that’s right before us. There’s power in being committed to the deeper meaning of a higher purpose, to making a difference in the world, and leaving it a better place. Wings are the perfect metaphor for change and growth, for rising above the ordinary and taking ones life to the next level.

There is still great power in the mythology of the ancient Greeks. My favorite is the ancient legend about a youth with wings that flew too close to the sun. And who among us has not dreamt of flight? Of soaring like an eagle through the sky? Who, as a small child, did not go out into the backyard grass of a warm, sunny afternoon and lift up both arms, go into a spin, and feel the thrill of gravity letting go and soaring into the sky.

According to the traditional myth that I learned in school, it was his father who designed and built the wings. Daedalus was a well-known Bronze Age inventor. Their home was on the island of Crete, a mountainous island surrounded by many miles of beautiful, windblown  beach. Daedalus created the wings with the feathers of seabirds and wax. He built two pair, one for himself and another for his son. While fitting the long formidable wings to Icarus’ back and shoulders, Daedalus gave his son an infamous warning: Don’t fly too high. The wings might fail if you fly too close to the sun’s heat. Then, Icarus successfully launches and soon discovers – to no one’s surprise – that wings are meant for flying in the light of the sun.

So, how foolish was it, for the father to give a powerful gift like that, the gift of flight, to a teenage son and then expect Icarus not to test those wings? Of course, Icarus tests the wings. And as a child, I hated the storybook ending of a young boy, falling through a blue sky filled with billowy white clouds, wings in tatters, feathers flying everywhere.

As a man and a father with two grown and healthy children, I still dislike the traditional ending. But now, I understand that there is so is so much more to the story. Because by midlife, Daedalus doesn’t care if his wings are the biggest, or the shiniest, or how much sex appeal they have. He wants wings that work. He wants stability in flight. He wants to walk away from the landing. And if he can do those things, then he will have done something that he can share with his son, and his community. He will realize his own dream of being the first man to fly. And he would leave a legacy for his community. There is so much more to this story that has never been told…until now.

The words of the story still flow into the present, ripples spreading outward from the splash of a stone into an ancient pond. They motivate and inspire, resonating deep within our bones. That what I believe, and demonstrate with my workshops, presentations, and keynotes. Real Heroes Keep Growing: Taking it to the Next Level in Business and Life.