A lot of us are not in our comfort zone anymore. Things have changed. We've changed and are changing. But that doesn't mean we like it. Things used to be more fun. Now we're dealing with all kinds of stuff. By now, I don't think there's anyone I know that hasn't accepted things as they are. I don't hear people talking like they were a year ago about 'when things get back to normal.' This is what normal looks like right now people. When you're in the business of building a business, all gung-ho, you sort of expect everyone to be excited about what you're doing. And, while what you're doing may be new and interesting and worthwhile and timely, when others are busy dealing with their own stuff, when they too are out of their comfort zone, well, things don't move as quickly as one would like. It takes longer to arrange meetings and get phone calls and emails returned. And, that seems to be today's challenge. Looking at the world and realizing that things will take time, that we have to have patience and that we have to look for ways to both reinvent ourselves in some cases or reinvent how we approach things. Old techniques of doing business may not work anymore and that too takes us out of our comfort zone. In the good old days (like up until mid-2007) some of the fun was going out for business lunches and arguing who was going to pick up the tab and charge it to their expense account. I don't know about you but not only have the lunches become fewer and farther between but when I do go out there's more 'dutch treat' and going to diners rather than for sushi. But that's the way it is. There are all kinds of cliches to describe where we are and they're those philosophical statements that we sometimes turn to in difficult times that give us the hope and strength to carry on and the belief that things will get better. But when someone is going through a really tough time and while we are trying to help that person with some of our positive thinking philosophy, the person who is struggling simply can't see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's called depression and those who have never experienced it have no idea what it's like. But there are milder forms of depression and being taken out of ones' comfort zone is a symptom of that feeling.
There are some who are saying that we've hit the bottom and that things are picking up in the commercial real estate industry. I am not one of them. I don't believe we've hit bottom although there are several types of bottom to be hit. The transaction world, the foundation of our business, still seems dead in the water. The proliferation of workout and restructuring practices within law firms, accounting/consulting firms and simply independent start-ups is somewhat staggering. I don't hear or see enough work for all these folks right now and in some cases I wonder if the level of experience is even there to deal with these situations or are some planning on learning on 'my dime'? However, with the federal government looking like it wants to be the partner of choice (or no choice as it were) for banks and businesses, reading their announcements virtually every day addressing something different and seemingly making things up as they go along, well, I think we're still in for a long haul.
I visited my new grandson last weekend. I had forgotten how tiny and perfect the teensy hands and feet are and how simple a newborn's life is. Get a little fussy and you get fed, or have your diaper changed or get burped or just walked around. Then serious napping during the day is not only acceptable but expected. And the magic of having that little baby open it's eyes when you're holding it, and look at you, no matter how much or how little they can actually focus on, is an experience that is to precious for words.
The following is a Commencement Address given by Paul Hawken at the University of Portland which was forwarded to me by an old college friend. I found it very moving and hope you do too.
The unforgettable Commencement Address 2009. By Paul Hawken
When I was invited to give this speech, I was asked if I could give a simple short talk that was “direct, naked, taut, honest, passionate, lean, shivering, startling, and graceful.” No pressure there.
Let’s begin with the startling part. Class of 2009: you are going to have to figure out what it means to be a human being on earth at a time when every living system is declining, and the rate of decline is accelerating. Kind of a mind-boggling situation... but not one peer-reviewed paper published in the last thirty years can refute that statement. Basically, civilization needs a new operating system, you are the programmers, and we need it within a few decades.
This planet came with a set of instructions, but we seem to have misplaced them. Important rules like don’t poison the water, soil, or air, don’t let the earth get overcrowded, and don’t touch the thermostat have been broken. Buckminster Fuller said that spaceship earth was so ingeniously designed that no one has a clue that we are on one, flying through the universe at a million miles per hour, with no need for seatbelts, lots of room in coach, and really good food—but all that is changing.
There is invisible writing on the back of the diploma you will receive, and in case you didn’t bring lemon juice to decode it, I can tell you what it says: You are Brilliant, and the Earth is Hiring. The earth couldn’t afford to send recruiters or limos to your school. It sent you rain, sunsets, ripe cherries, night blooming jasmine, and that unbelievably cute person you are dating. Take the hint. And here’s the deal: Forget that this task of planet-saving is not possible in the time required. Don’t be put off by people who know what is not possible. Do what needs to be done, and check to see if it was impossible only after you are done.
When asked if I am pessimistic or optimistic about the future, my answer is always the same: If you look at the science about what is happening on earth and aren’t pessimistic, you don’t understand the data. But if you meet the people who are working to restore this earth and the lives of the poor, and you aren’t optimistic, you haven’t got a pulse. What I see everywhere in the world are ordinary people willing to confront despair, power, and incalculable odds in order to restore some semblance of grace, justice, and beauty to this world. The poet Adrienne Rich wrote, “So much has been destroyed I have cast my lot with those who, age after age, perversely, with no extraordinary power, reconstitute the world.” There could be no better description. Humanity is coalescing. It is reconstituting the world, and the action is taking place in schoolrooms, farms, jungles, villages, campuses, companies, refuge camps, deserts, fisheries, and slums.
You join a multitude of caring people. No one knows how many groups and organizations are working on the most salient issues of our day: climate change, poverty, deforestation, peace, water, hunger, conservation, human rights, and more. This is the largest movement the world has ever seen. Rather than control, it seeks connection. Rather than dominance, it strives to disperse concentrations of power. Like Mercy Corps, it works behind the scenes and gets the job done. Large as it is, no one knows the true size of this movement. It provides hope, support, and meaning to billions of people in the world. Its clout resides in idea, not in force. It is made up of teachers, children, peasants, businesspeople, rappers, organic farmers, nuns, artists, government workers, fisherfolk, engineers, students, incorrigible writers, weeping Muslims, concerned mothers, poets, doctors without borders, grieving Christians, street musicians, the President of the United States of America, and as the writer David James Duncan would say, the Creator, the One who loves us all in such a huge way.
There is a rabbinical teaching that says if the world is ending and the Messiah arrives, first plant a tree, and then see if the story is true. Inspiration is not garnered from the litanies of what may befall us; it resides in humanity’s willingness to restore, redress, reform, rebuild, recover, reimagine, and reconsider. “One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice,” is Mary Oliver’s description of moving away from the profane toward a deep sense of connectedness to the living world.
Millions of people are working on behalf of strangers, even if the evening news is usually about the death of strangers. This kindness of strangers has religious, even mythic origins, and very specific eighteenth-century roots. Abolitionists were the first people to create a national and global movement to defend the rights of those they did not know. Until that time, no group had filed a grievance except on behalf of itself. The founders of this movement were largely unknown — Granville Clark, Thomas Clarkson, Josiah Wedgwood — and their goal was ridiculous on the face of it: at that time three out of four people in the world were enslaved. Enslaving each other was what human beings had done for ages. And the abolitionist movement was greeted with incredulity. Conservative spokesmen ridiculed the abolitionists as liberals, progressives, do-gooders, meddlers, and activists. They were told they would ruin the economy and drive England into poverty. But for the first time in history a group of people organized themselves to help people they would never know, from whom they would never receive direct or indirect benefit. And today tens of millions of people do this every day. It is called the world of non-profits, civil society, schools, social entrepreneurship, non-governmental organizations, and companies who place social and environmental justice at the top of their strategic goals. The scope and scale of this effort is unparalleled in history.
The living world is not “out there” somewhere, but in your heart. What do we know about life? In the words of biologist Janine Benyus, life creates the conditions that are conducive to life. I can think of no better motto for a future economy. We have tens of thousands of abandoned homes without people and tens of thousands of abandoned people without homes. We have failed bankers advising failed regulators on how to save failed assets. We are the only species on the planet without full employment. Brilliant. We have an economy that tells us that it is cheaper to destroy earth in real time rather than renew, restore, and sustain it. You can print money to bail out a bank but you can’t print life to bail out a planet. At present we are stealing the future, selling it in the present, and calling it gross domestic product. We can just as easily have an economy that is based on healing the future instead of stealing it. We can either create assets for the future or take the assets of the future. One is called restoration and the other exploitation. And whenever we exploit the earth we exploit people and cause untold suffering. Working for the earth is not a way to get rich, it is a way to be rich.
The first living cell came into being nearly 40 million centuries ago, and its direct descendants are in all of our bloodstreams. Literally you are breathing molecules this very second that were inhaled by Moses, Mother Teresa, and Bono. We are vastly interconnected. Our fates are inseparable. We are here because the dream of every cell is to become two cells. And dreams come true. In each of you are one quadrillion cells, 90 percent of which are not human cells. Your body is a community, and without those other microorganisms you would perish in hours. Each human cell has 400 billion molecules conducting millions of processes between trillions of atoms. The total cellular activity in one human body is staggering: one septillion actions at any one moment, a one with twenty-four zeros after it. In a millisecond, our body has undergone ten times more processes than there are stars in the universe, which is exactly what Charles Darwin foretold when he said science would discover that each living creature was a “little universe, formed of a host of self-propagating organisms, inconceivably minute and as numerous as the stars of heaven.”
So I have two questions for you all: First, can you feel your body? Stop for a moment. Feel your body. One septillion activities going on simultaneously, and your body does this so well you are free to ignore it, and wonder instead when this speech will end. You can feel it. It is called life. This is who you are. Second question: who is in charge of your body? Who is managing those molecules? Hopefully not a political party. Life is creating the conditions that are conducive to life inside you, just as in all of nature. Our innate nature is to create the conditions that are conducive to life. What I want you to imagine is that collectively humanity is evincing a deep innate wisdom in coming together to heal the wounds and insults of the past.
Ralph Waldo Emerson once asked what we would do if the stars only came out once every thousand years. No one would sleep that night, of course. The world would create new religions overnight. We would be ecstatic, delirious, made rapturous by the glory of God. Instead, the stars come out every night and we watch television.
This extraordinary time when we are globally aware of each other and the multiple dangers that threaten civilization has never happened, not in a thousand years, not in ten thousand years. Each of us is as complex and beautiful as all the stars in the universe. We have done great things and we have gone way off course in terms of honoring creation. You are graduating to the most amazing, stupefying challenge ever bequested to any generation. The generations before you failed. They didn’t stay up all night. They got distracted and lost sight of the fact that life is a miracle every moment of your existence. Nature beckons you to be on her side. You couldn’t ask for a better boss. The most unrealistic person in the world is the cynic, not the dreamer. Hope only makes sense when it doesn’t make sense to be hopeful. This is your century. Take it and run as if your life depends on it.
I had dinner last night with two true real estate professionals. One, an owner of retail properties was telling me that he's decided to forego annual rent increases to show his tenants he's really their partner....a truly commendable, and shrewd decision. While we as real estate professionals watch what's happening to retail sales and tenancies (or vacancies as it were) we're also participating in the challenging times that retailers are having as consumers who have slowed down their consuming. Regardless of what the government wants us to think, this recession is no where near over and the jobless figures are somewhat frightening. It seems to me that after a lot of hoopla about solving this and funding that and helping this group or that that the focus is on other things. But we have problems right here in River City and it's not the pool hall opening this time (See "The Music Man"). With the commercial real estate market behaving like it's been the victim of a stun gun attack, it appears that only time will heal this situation. But how much beats me. If anyone thinks they know, I think they don't.
