on authenticity


Non-authentic is a virus in anything you do in life.  Non-authentic is not benign. It metastasizes like a tumor. ~ @cookflix


Upside down. Authentic.When I first started people managing, I was given some simple advise: always find one personal thing from each person’s life and remember to ask them about it every week.

I’ve always remembered that.  I don’t recall how much I put it into practice but as I’m learning how to lean into my strengths, I keep coming back to that.

I’m a little embarrassed but it was probably a forced exercise back then. I was new to world of people managing and near clueless on coaching.

Contrast that to today where I still reach back out to those I used to work with – my Tribe. Except that it isn’t forced.

Authenticity builds trust.  Authenticity builds connections.


au·then·tic [aw-then-tik]
adjective: not false or copied;


True leaders come from a place of authenticity. They may look like a heretic or a crazy dancing guy but they are always coming from an Authentic Place.

As I delve into leadership – and really coaching those I work with – I try to always come from that place. Its easy to say this is part of my brand. I’m not sure it always was but my time at Mozilla helped me focus on being as open and transparent as possible.


trust [trəst]
noun: assured reliance on character, ability, strength; one in which confidence is placed


And then you have this trust thing.  And here’s the deal. If you come from an Authentic Place, you generate trust.

Kate Stull (@katestull) says it best in her blog post “Death to top-down leadership models“,

“Teams are no longer content to accept the overarching pronouncements from a shadowy boss figure that they never see, let alone speak to. Instead, people want to be led by someone they know. Someone they trust.”

There’s that word. Trust. I can’t get to that place of trust without being authentic. I can’t build a connection with you if I’m not authentic.

Otherwise you’re just a virus.

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the grapefruit (pound cake ed.)

Citrus × paradisi


The Grapefruit is one of my favorite fruits, second only to The Strawberry and tied with The Gelato (which, for the sake of this argument, I’ll consider a fruit). The Grapefruit also has the distinction of holding the title of My Favorite French Word: Pampelmuse.
Le Pampelmuse
Perhaps it’s those memories of The Grapefruit for breakfast ~ a gorgeous half Pampelmuse sprinkled with sugar (and “sprinkled” is likely an under exaggeration), it’s flesh liberated with that funky, curved, doubled-edged serrated Grapefruit knife.

Or perhaps it’s the bitter, tangy, sweet taste of The Grapefruit Juice.

Or perhaps it’s my version of an Arnold Palmer with The Grapefruit instead of lemonade (which I guess is called a Leland Palmer?).

Whatever the reason, my heart fluttered and skipped a beat when I saw Deb Perelman’s Grapefruit Olive Oil Pound Cake recipe in her book.

“Must make”, I thought to my self.

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grapefruit olive oil pound cake with grapefruit glaze

The recipe I used came from Deb’s “The Smitten Kitchen Cookbook” (p 241) [Note:I swapped out the buttermilk for my wife’s homemade yogurt].

Recipe:

You should get the book, of course, or use this version of the recipe from her website.

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