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When we want our teams to be singing from the same sheet of music, it begins with your having an ear to the sounds and styles. ...

A board directors’ most distressing and disappointing offering was, “We need to cut costs.” But you need to know the context. In...

​​The art of the storyteller, like Scheherazade, is to sustain interest. The art in a storyboard, such as Sani Al Molk’s One Thousand...

“Are the Nazis chasing you?” my mother would ask me, sensing my anxiety and nerves before a recital, or a homework deadline, or track meet. “Relax, and you’ll be at peace and more likable. Relax and things work out.” A little girl during the second world war, she nevertheless lived an ordinary life in the U.S. as distant from the Nazi threat as anyone. But maybe having seen her older brother join the service, and perhaps thinking of him while she watched The Mortal Stor

"I never thought I'd live to be a million." The Moody Blues* Business owners, whether of grand corporations or Mom-and-Pop stopovers, take pride in their legacy. They will look upon the balance sheet, or the web page, or gaze across the parking lot toward the bricks and mortar. In the beginning those places were constructed on pillars of disciplined savings, the stress of mortgages, bank notes and promises, cornerstones of a dream. “When the notes are paid,” they wondered,

“I am game for his crooked jaw, and for the jaws of Death too, Captain Ahab, if it fairly comes in the way of the business we follow; but...

Bill was never shy to ask questions. As a CFO, he was expected to. But his questions were not superficial, rude, “gotcha” machismo. ...

Sustainable strategy is an oxymoron. So much so that many executives avoid the strategic deliberations altogether. As opportunities for...

Yoda made his way to the big screen again this past holiday season, and his earlier movie quote is a learning reminder: "Judge me by my...

When George Bailey told his Dad that he wanted to do “something big and something important” his father answered, “You know, George, I...