I procrastinated on this blog for a long time. I guess I didn’t have a plan. Yet, the importance of a plan is what I’m going to share.
On May 15, 2010, I graduated from Concordia University, in Mequon, Wis. I was selected as one of two students to speak in front of a packed fieldhouse that included my family and friends.
I had been working toward my bachelor of arts in business management with a minor in human resources. Although the university offered programs and classes online, I preferred the traditional instructor-led courses. So I carried an attaché case with a heavy book, three or four weekly paper assignments and occasionally a laptop to take notes as I attended a four-hour class after a long day at work.
I learned. Yes, from the classes, but I also learned about myself. Specifically, about setting goals and having a plan.
Before graduation, a co-worker asked how I could work full time, go to college in an accelerated program and still have the ability to function. At the time, I really didn’t have the answer. However, the following is a summary of the speech from the commencement ceremony, which provides the answer.
The presentation focused on an acronym: PLAN. PLAN is applicable to all aspects of life, business, work, home and community activities.
P – Purpose: Consider what you find interesting. Or the energies that motivate you. A company’s mission is a purpose. Consider your personal mission, such as preparing for a marathon, remodeling a home, or volunteering at civic and non-profit organizations. Some other common activities that would benefit from PLAN include: A rollout of a new program or project, educational courses, an exercise program; or simply organizing a cluttered room in your home. Your purpose is what you want to accomplish.
Purpose is using your personal talents to benefit others. Your purpose requires you to experiment to determine where your talents can be of the most value. Consider that you don’t craft a piece of wood or knit a blanket without experiment. It’s only after you experiment will you find your purpose.
As you experiment, you will struggle. You should also begin to be in the next letter of PLAN.
L – Learn: As you struggle while you experiment, you should learn about yourself. And you should learn for fun. Wouldn’t you like to read a book and not have a test afterward? (That comment brought some nice laughter from the audience.)
Learning means more than taking a class or being on a project team. Learning is talking to others, determining the best approach and then understanding you may need to change or clarify your direction.
Once you know your purpose and you learn about yourself, you’re ready for the next letter.
A – Action: Action is the connection between your purpose and your learned knowledge. Action requires you take those energies that motivate you and transfer them to activities and others. In this stage, you’re adapting to new ideas, such as the change in direction. If you didn’t see results from walking 10 minutes a day, the change may be to 20 minutes of walking.
Taking action can have challenges, but action should be fun. If you enjoy baseball, coach a Little League team. If you enjoy horseback riding or four-wheeling, volunteer to help those less fortunate to experience those activities. Action involves connecting with other people.
It’s hard work to find your purpose, learn about yourself and take action, but once you do, you’re ready for the final piece of PLAN.
N – Note: This is probably the most important part. It’s also the most relaxing. As the word implies, take note of your goals and analyze them. What works? What could be better?
This is a time to reflect. Strive for a sense of calm. It may be the celebration of a successful project, reaching an educational milestone, or the peace of knowing you attained your ideal health. When you take note you put the purpose, the learning and the action into perspective.
If you take Note of the Actions you have taken, you might Learn your Purpose.
That’s a PLAN!
How do you plan in your life?
Every year when severe storm warnings are issued, I’m reminded of just how strong some of these storms can be. Back in August 2005, I had a first-hand glimpse of the damage a severe storm can cause when I helped clean up after a tornado hit my town.
On Aug. 18, 2005, an F3 tornado carved a ten-mile long, half-mile-wide swath of destruction across rural subdivisions and farms in Stoughton, Wis. When the winds stopped, 156 homes were destroyed or heavily damaged and another 84 homes were slightly damaged. Countless cars, boats and other vehicles were damaged or destroyed. Damage exceeded $35 million. Tragically, one person was killed.
In the following days, I volunteered to help with the clean-up. Let me tell you, cleaning up after a tornado is a humbling experience. In the damaged part of town, everywhere I looked there were houses reduced to piles of bricks and splintered lumber, and cars condensed into twisted hunks of sheet metal.
During the storm, Mother Nature went out of her way to show how fickle she can be. Amidst the destruction, one house I went to seemed completely undamaged. The dining room table was still set for dinner and there was a neat pile of papers on a desk ready for attention. The kitchen however, was gone. In fact, the entire back half of the house was gone. It was as though someone took a gigantic knife and carved off the back half of the house but left the front intact and undisturbed.
Throughout the day, I overheard many interesting answers to good questions:
Q: “I thought you had brown shingles on your garage?”
A: “I do. But the garage that’s leaning against my house belongs to my neighbor down the street.”
Q: “What happened to your car?”
A: “It’s in that tree over there.”
Despite the impact the tornado made on their lives, I was amazed how some people maintained their sense of humor. One man told me he now regretted spending the extra money for 40-year shingles when he had his house re-roofed the previous year. Another commented, “I hope my wife isn’t mad that I didn’t get the dishes done.”
Before the next severe weather alert hits your area, take a few moments to look around your home and identify where you or your family may be vulnerable. Find your best place for shelter and make sure everyone knows where to go and what to do when severe weather threatens.
My experience as a child growing up in the Chicago suburbs on Lake Michigan provided casual family bike rides on paved trails, go-at-your-own-pace and feel the wind in your hair – before helmets were necessary.
However, my husband likes riding across the state of Iowa in RAGBRAI or the length of Wisconsin in the GRABAAWR (each about 500 miles in 5-6 days). So, you might guess our family bike rides are more than around the block.
Our daughter has been zipping along more than 15 miles on average per trip, at speeds of 12+ mph over the rolling hills of Wisconsin before she even graduated from training wheels. We’ve ridden the Sugar River Trail in New Glarus, Wis., the Ice Age Trail loop at Devils Lake State Park, and Glacial Drumlin from Cottage Grove, Wis., to Deerfield, Wis. (for the ice cream…) and back.
She enjoyed it more when she could be dad’s riding buddy traveling in a trailer bike attached to his road bike.
Through the years, one landmark trip was the 24-mile round-trip adventure to Crystal Lake in northern Wisconsin. We were dripping with sweat and tired when we arrived – so the crisp, cold water of this crystal-clear lake near Minocqua brought a welcome refresh.
Weaving through country roads from our cabin in Boulder Junction, we biked with anticipation with our snorkeling gear in tow. We explored the lake and swam across. While not the same as our Caribbean adventures, this trip “up North” provided our only clearly visible lake bottom view.
We set a new milestone in family biking adventures with our now 18-year-old daughter on a recent vacation to California. The 12+ miles up and down hills in San Francisco to cross the Golden Gate Bridge to Sausalito, Calif., blew us up against the rails of the bridge with blustering winds around the towers, and provided grand views worthy of post-card status.
The spiral downhill ride into Sausalito led to a final ferry ride back to the city. The sore muscles and numb fingers gave way to new bragging rights for literally crossing a new bridge in our family’s bike riding resume.
Where’s your favorite biking destination?
Whenever a summer evening is hot and muggy and the back yard is lit up with lightning bugs, I remember the night my kids and I collected as many of the glowing bugs as we could to make an "all-natural" lantern.
It started innocently enough. One summer evening, with not much to do, we were looking out a window in to the backyard, and it started coming alive with lightning bugs. Slowly at first, but then transforming into a theatrical light show of little greenish-yellow glowing dots.
My kids, being little at the time, were fascinated and thought it was pretty great. So we went outside to get a closer look. Since they were enjoying the show so much, I said, "Let’s try to catch as many as we can, put them in a jar and have a 'lightning bug' lantern?"
Both thought that was a great idea, so I went into the house and got an old Mason jar with a lid. For the next half hour or so, the three of us ran around the back yard catching lightning bugs and carefully putting them in the jar. We were smiling, laughing and having a great time! I think if any of the neighbors would have looked at us they’d have thought we were crazy, but we were having a blast.
With each bug flickering on and off, we had soon caught enough to keep the jar steadily glowing and pulsing with light. We had no idea what to do with them once we caught them, but we thought it was fun just to watch the glowing jar. So there we were, sitting at our picnic table with a jar glowing with the luminescence of captured lightning bugs. After a while, I think the bugs got tired of being our entertainment, so they stopped flickering as often. Since bed time was approaching and the light was going out, we took off the lid and let the bugs fly away.
Now, several years later, my kids and I still look back at that evening with fond memories. It’s not uncommon to start a summer conversation with, "Remember that night we made a lightning bug lantern?"
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The best experiences are the ones that aren’t planned. They simply happen.
Like dropping everything to follow a hot air balloon. Or having a front-yard conversation evolve into a backyard campfire with friends.
My favorite family memories involve spur-of-the-moment decisions to get away – to simply pick a spot on the map, plug in the GPS coordinates and hit the highway in search of adventure.
No agenda. No timeline. No constraints. Just some salty snacks and a thirst for adventure.
Through this ad-hoc approach to travel, my family has discovered unfamiliar aspects of familiar locations. We’ve found new attractions by accident (especially after a wrong turn or two). And in almost every case, we’ve unearthed hole-in-the-wall restaurants whose cuisine and character far exceeded their outwardly appearance.
Yup, I love the road trip – and I bet you do, too.
That’s why I’m excited about American Family’s first e-book, Dreaming of the Road, to be released this fall. This digital publication will feature lots of practical tips for planning your next highway or back road adventure, and feature lots of personal road trip tales.
Here’s the best part: American Family wants your stories for possible inclusion in the book!
To share a tale, simply complete our online form. Just for contributing, you’ll be on the list of those to receive the e-book first.
I bet you have lots of great ideas. I look forward to reading them.
See you on the road!