Friday Reflections

To him, we say, "Well done"

Louis Liang (1944-2020)

Point to Ponder: To know that one life has breathed easier because you lived here. This is to have succeeded. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Story Line: It was October 1983, I was a new employee at Fairchild Semiconductor and my friend, Steve Kan, was taking me around to introduce to various people. The last stop was a corner office, the person who sat there was head of Assembly/Test operations. As Steve and I entered the office, the gentleman got up and welcomed me to the company. As we sat and talked, he sat straight up in his chair, made good eye contact and patiently asked me questions about my background. After few minutes it became apparent that he was very detailed, knowledgeable, data driven and pragmatic. I left his office thinking that I would need a lot of patience and efforts to deal with him.

Little did I know at that time, despite our mostly contrasting ways of operating (Me, a Dreamer and him, a pragmatic, well-grounded person), it would be the beginning of a lifelong friendship.

Louis Liang was born in Shanghai China. In his early teen years, a small window of opportunity opened to leave and he took the train to join his father in British Hong Kong. Then, his family moved to United States of America, he studied science and started a career in Silicon Valley.

After I left Fairchild, we kept in contact. I enjoyed his perspective on different issues, appreciated his depth of knowledge and advice on many subjects beyond technology and work. He became my defecto mentor and helped throughout life in personal, career, legal and financial matters.

Though very firm and seemingly tough at work, he was very kind, compassionate, helpful person and an extremely loyal friend. He encouraged and supported every business and creative ventures of myself and my children. Like a true friend, he stood by me in difficult times. There are so many stories and memories; he once owned a Chinese restaurant and was a very good cook; treated executives, US senators (in his last job), line workers and Starbucks employees with the same courtesy and respect.

After my retirement we started meeting more often; Tuesday morning coffees at Starbucks. He was very close to his mother and often talked about how much he missed her. Whenever he found out that my mother was at our home, he would stop by to chat with her for hours.

Reflection: In the last week of December 2015, during our coffee chat, Louis informed me that he was going to have surgery for cancer. After that day, he courageously forged his own path with not one, but two stage four cancers. Louis continued his own positive style, kept firm determination, continued our weekly coffee meetings on various subjects and visited my mother. After last November we did Facetime or visited him. He appreciated his life, loved his family and was never afraid of Death.

Last time we could talk was about three weeks ago. My wife and I visited him and he woke up and chatted with us for 20 minutes.  The very last thing that happened before he fell asleep was he pointed at many patents and awards plaques that were hanging in the room and said “all that Useless. Useless.”

Then pointed at the photograph that was underneath; a photo of his daughter, wife and him, and said “That’s all that matters.”  

My friend and Mentor Louis left this world last Thursday.

“And now somewhere, there stands the man
His duty o'er and won
The world will never forget him
To him, we say, ‘Well done’”  - From Old soldiers never die, They just fade away by Gene Autry

Amaryllises - Gifts from my friend and mentor Louis Liang and Jessie Liang

Determination, Beauty, Love

And how many times can a man turn his head and pretend that he just doesn't see....

Point to Ponder: How many ears must one person have before he can hear people cry? And how many deaths will it take 'til he knows that too many people have died?

Reflection: The image at the top of reflection is Choeung Ek memorial, the reminder of the tragic consequences of the power of hate. It is filled with 5000 human skulls, out of 1.5 to 2 million who were tortured and killed in various killing fields of Cambodia; their fault- having different belief system, education level and status. It is the result of one man and his group of followers’ obsession with hate.

History has many such tragic events in every culture and country; some on a genocidal scale like this and many others, though not as massive, resulting in innocent lives lost because of religious beliefs, race, status or color of the skin. Methods and means for torture were different but the end result was the same; the root cause - Hatred.

These hate initiatives start out small (one person killed, may be a few here and there as the numbers start addingup) but when the ordinary good citizens (other 98% or so) who knew they were wrong didn’t stand up, the other side picked up momentum and forced or coerced good people in joining them with intimidation and false propaganda about the other side. Many people remained silent out of fear.

If such issues are not contained and eliminated at the onset, even if it is just one life, gradually it starts adding up. Right now, this is happening to our children’s future.

But my story line is about a deeper issue.

Story Line: Some may say that there laws and systems to address such issues. But as Dale Carnegie once said “A person convinced against his will is of the same opinion still.” And we currently see this live in action, in many countries around the world. Hatred and violence against people of different faiths and skin color. Laws, a compliance mechanism, are only as effective as people choose. None of us are born prejudice, but pick them up along the way in school, social gatherings, from-friends, adults, books and media.  The real change will have to come from us making a conscious choice; acceptance of differences amongst us, appreciating them and learning from one another. And whenever we see injustice, prejudice and hatred, we must not stand on the sideline but speak up for what is right. The requires an inner transformation that takes commitment and courage. We must do this for the sake of the future generations.

My own story: For most of my life, I thought I was an open minded, non-judgemental person until my children pointed out my hidden biases and prejudices expressed in casual conversations, “light jokes” and "well intended" actions. After intense dialogues I came to realize that opinions I had developed about different races, gay rights and an individual’s right to choose were not based on any concrete facts but due to my ignorance about their history, personal feelings and information from media or casual conversations. I still have a lot to learn and realize that inner transformation is the first step in how to view and act in the world. For my children and grandsons sake, I have made that choice.

Learn to do good, seek justice, correct opresion, bring justice to the helpless, stand up for the right cause.

In light of current situation, This is a special reflection on Monday.

DAY OF ABSENCE- ESSENTIAL WORKERS

Point to Ponder: We all affect one another, regardless of paycheck or role, and we depend on one another to function as a whole. -- Rajiv Shah

In light of current situation and awakening of the importance of every job function I (Anand)  felt this article is very timely reinforcement of the message. ❤️🙏🏼

STORYLINE by Rajiv Shah originally published on November 24, 2011.

I have been absent from writing Friday Reflections and am welcoming this opportunity to return by writing about a play I was recently in, DAY OF ABSENCE. The play was a unique, fictional account of what would happen if a group of workers (primarily nannies, farmers, and laborers) disappeared from a fictional town in the United States. 

I believed this was a fictional account, and indeed when the play was performed (in 1965) it was, until I came across an article in USA Today detailing the mass exodus of immigrants from Alabama towns after courts passed harsh anti-immigrations laws allowing law enforcement to detain any immigrants suspected of being illegal in this country. Further, it requires schools to verify immigration status of their students. What has transpired is that a large portion of Alabama's labor force has simply vanished from the town all together. Farms have been left unharvested, grocery stores have found their business drop 60%, and schools found 2,300 students missing from their classrooms. Whole neighbourhoods have become ghost towns virtually overnight with furniture and belongings left in the now abandoned houses.  

The effects have been substantial and Alabama is trying to find solutions to their now suddenly vacant labor force. 

REFLECTION

We all affect one another, regardless of paycheck or role, and we depend on one another to function as a whole. Sometimes within our own companies it is difficult to fully grasp the impact an employee makes to the whole, positively or adversely. Alabama respresents a extraordinary circumstance but exemplifies that we often need each other more than we care to acknowledge. We see the position one fills more than we see the person and the actions we take always affect one another, even if they are not immediately visible, especially when we only see that person's position and not their humanity. 

and profound wisdom of a reader:  

Interesting discussion about how the US people or state governments feel about or respond to immigrants (legal or otherwise). The Alabama story reminds me of the book Atlas Shrugged (Ayn Rand) though the twist is that this time it's the average workers who stopped working, no the leaders.

On another point in line with the reflection above, I once heard a tale of a school teacher (university professor?) who included a problem on his test, at the end of the semester, to write down the name of the janitor who cleans the classroom... 
Good reminder to respect and get to know the people around us, regardless of apparent status or position.

Posted by: microCEO | November 27, 2011 at 11:41 PM

 

Your Gift

“The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.” – Pablo Picasso

Point to Ponder: “Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.” – Dr. Seuss

Reflection: "In solitude there is healing. Speak to your soul. Listen to your heart. Sometimes in the absence of noise, we find the answers." -Dodinsky

Be the energy you want to attract

Points to Ponder: When our minds prioritize others’ peace and happiness, the one who benefits is not just others, but ourselves too.

Story Line: This short story is an excellent example on mindfulness. - Sent by Sujat Shah from India.

Zhao Zi Hao's made it big in business so he spent money buying a piece of land in the suburbs and built a three-storey villa.

He had an impressive swimming pool in the garden with a hundred-year-old Lychee Tree in the backyard to boot. In fact, he bought the property precisely because of this tree. His wife loved eating lychees.

During renovations, his friends urged him to get guidance from a fengshui master, just to tread on the side of caution.

Zhao Zi Hao's never quite believed in Fengshui yet surprising he took the advice to heart and went out of his way to engage a feng shui master from Hong Kong. The Grand Master was non other than Master Cao who's been in the profession for thirty over years, renowned in the Fengshui circle. They had a meal in the city then Zhao Zi Hao drove the Master to the suburbs.

Along the way, when cars behind them tried to overtake, Zhao Zi Hao would simply give way.

The Master laughingly remarked: "Big Boss Zhao, your driving is really safe." He spoke really fluent mandarin for a Hongkie.

Zhao Zhi Hao laughed at the remark: “Usually people who need to overtake have some urgent matter to attend to, so we shouldn't hold them up.

Arriving at a small town the streets grew narrow and so Zhao Zi Hao slowed down.

A giggling child suddenly darted out from an alley and as the child ran across the street, Zao still didn't speed up. Instead, he kept his gaze on the alley, as if waiting for something. Out of the blue, another child darted out, chasing after the child ahead.

Master Zao was surprised and asked: “How did you know there'd be another child following suit?”

Zhao Zi Hao shrugged: “Well, kids are always chasing after each other so it's impossible for a child to be in such glee without a playmate.”

Master Cao gave him a big thumbs up and laughed out loud: “That's really considerate of you!”

Arriving at the Villa, they got down from the car. Suddenly about seven to eight birds flocked from the backyard. Seeing so, Zhao said to Master Cao: “ If you don't mind please wait here for a little while.”

“What's the matter?" Master Cao was taken aback.

"Oh, there's probably some kids stealing lychees in the backyard. If we walk in now we might give them a fright, let's not risk anyone falling off the old Lychee Tree." Zhao replied humorously.

Master Cao stayed silent for a while before stating matter-of-factly: “This home doesn't need a fengshui evaluation anymore.”

Now it's Zhao's turn to be shocked: “Why's that?”

“Any place graced with your presence naturally becomes the property with the most auspicious fengshui.”

When our minds prioritize others’ peace and happiness, the one who benefits is not just others, but ourselves too.

When a person is considerate of others at all times, then this person has unconsciously accomplished Buddhood.

The Buddha is in fact a person who through benefiting others becomes enlightened.

Have a mindful week ahead.

Reflection: Many people view Feng Shui as about things and good fortune but in reality it is about us and the energy we want to transmit. For Zhao Zi; his believes, thoughts and actions were in harmony and radiated positive energy in the universe. In life one gets what one puts out. 

As Master Cao rightfully said " When our minds prioritize others’ peace and happiness, the one who benefits is not just others, but ourselves too."

Always keep in mind that the strongest factor of your Feng Shui is You. - Stefan Emunds

In current times, we found appropriate to repeat this story from November 8, 2018 reflection. 

Are you telling me that you've never seen an angel?

Happy Mother’s Day

 

Point to Ponder: Are you telling me that you've never seen an angel? Never felt the presence of one standing by?..........

Well you missed the most obvious thing. Aw man, are you blind? Just look in your mothers eyes.

 

Story Line: Angels by Randy Travis. Please listen to this beautiful song by Randy dedicated to Mothers. 

https://youtu.be/ls_eVkR9Yas

 

A Few Lines: 
Me and some of the boys were sitting around the other night

Started talking about politics, religion, love and life

And what a shame it was about 9/11

And what about hell and what about heaven

And is there or isn't there angels on earth

And then one guy said

Well you can take that for what it's worth

If it's something I can see or something I can touch

Well I might believe in all that stuff

So I just had to say to him

Are you telling me that you've never seen an angel?

Never felt the presence of one standing by?

No robe of white

No halo in site

Well you missed the most obvious thing

Man, are you blind?

Just look in your mothers eyes

 

The full song below. 

 

https://youtu.be/ls_eVkR9Yas

 

Reflection: I have been fortunate to have two mothers who have significant influence on my life. Each-one’s life experiences are polar opposite of the other. Mom who brought me to this world developed my interest in reading. She would also take me to her friends of many Faiths and cultures and emphasize learnings from diversity. At 88, she went kayaking in Lake Tahoe with our son in law and at 93 does daily poses of yoga; watching them already gives me pain and I avoid doing them. 

 

My second mother (also my wife’s mother) had a very different life full of challenges. At age 12, she was left alone to raise three younger siblings. She witnessed the atrocities of war and escaped death by enemy soldiers. After rebuilding her life for 30 years, another set of tragedies struck; losing business and a place to stay, and then three teenage sons and husband died in the series of tragedies. But she never gave up and rebuilt her life. (appropriate subject in current times: for the next Friday reflection). She taught us to value little things in life and understand that tough times do not last but tough people do. 

I am incredibly grateful to these mothers for valuable gifts that shaped my life. 

 

In ninth grade our Hindi teacher told us lines from a song from a 1966 movie ‘Daadi Ma’ that are appropriate dedication to them and all mothers:  “We haven’t seen Him but Dear Mother how can God‘s beauty be any different than yours?"

 

Full Song and Lyrics In attached links: 

https://atulsongaday.me/2009/01/27/usko-nahin-dekha-hamne-kabhi/

Can't We All Just Get Along?

Point to Ponder: And all I'm saying is, see, what a wonderful world it would be if only we'd give it a chance. - Louis Armstrong

Story Line: There is so much more to humankind than this and it makes me sad. -FB Post by Marilyn Joyce Mabry Carney, Publisher of The Country Connection News, Oklahoma. Printed with Permission. 

I said this earlier on a thread where a guy I never heard of judged me on a question I asked. I think I'll share it here because it hits all of us including me.

This is a world where everyone has to be lableled. You don't agree with one little tidbit of the "opposite" party or you are the enemy. We dismiss people we think are less educated, less sophisticated, older, younger,--any label we can put on them to make our opinion THE correct one. Back in the dark ages, we learned in college debate that if you couldn't understand and present both sides of an argument you would lose. Today we don't even read a post that might give us a glimpse of why people believe what they believe. At what point are we totally educated? I'm old and I say we never get there. I hope I don't. We are influenced by the words we choose to listen to. The desire for truth is absent these days. Labelling people as someone who listens to Fox News or CNN to put them in a category of same or opposite of us is a total waste of the chance to learn a diffrent perspective. We miss knowing so many great people we would be friends with because of our arrogant political prejudice. There is so much more to humankind than this and it makes me sad.

Reflection: Thad Gardner, a former colleague and a friend, forwarded the above FB post by his friend Marilyn. It is very thought provoking. It reminded me of the days when we used to dialogue with people about various different subjects, including politics, and still remain friends. Like an intense sports game: play hard, fight to the last drop of sweat but when the game is over - shake hands, give hugs, make some friends, learn and grow from the experience. (more stories about these things will be in future FRs).

For now, I would like to share The Original Spoken Into Version of It's a Wonderful World that is so appropriate for the times:

"Some of you young folks been saying to me," Hey Pops, what you mean 'What a wonderful world'?
How about all them wars all over the place? You call them wonderful?
And how about hunger and pollution? That ain't so wonderful either."

Well how about listening to old Pops for a minute. Seems to me, it aint the world that's so bad but what we're doin' to it.
And all I'm saying is, see, what a wonderful world it would be if only we'd give it a chance. Love baby, love. That's the secret, yeah. If lots more of us loved each other, we'd solve lots more problems. And then this world would be a gasser.

That's wha' ol' Pops keeps saying."   Listen to this wonderful song in the following link.

 

 

Heal the World-There are ways to get there

Point to Ponder: There are ways to get there, If you care enough for the living. Make a little space, Make it a better place  

Story Line: Nirali Kartik and Kartik Shah of Maati Baani, bring together 45 child prodigies from across the globe to "Heal The World." Working online with musicians ranging from 5 to 13 years of age, this video was made in 2016 as tribute to Michael Jackson, The original creator of this song. Let this message of love and peace carry us forward through this difficult time. 

Reflection:

Heal the world, Make it a better place

For you and for me, And the entire human race

There are people dying, If you care enough for the living

Make it a better place, For you and for me 

Making of Heal The World Tribute. 

https://youtu.be/yDaVl7UXmPs

A Man’s Wants are Many, Needs are a Few.

Residence of Jun, El Nido, Philippines 

Side View: Kitchen and An Open Air Exercise Area

Dining Room and Bedroom 

Fresh From Farm and Ocean

A Place with Daily Views

And here are fresh from the tree coconuts https://vimeo.com/391870745

Reflection: Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's needs, but not every man's greed. - Mahatma Gandhi

The Wooden Bowl

Point to Ponder: "We think our fathers fools, so wise we grow; Our wiser sons, no doubts, will think us so" - Alexander Pope

Story Line: A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. Every night, the family ate together at the table. Unfortunately, the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped his glass, he always spilled milk on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.

“We must do something about my father,” said the son. ‘I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.”

The husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather would eat alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the big table. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. If the dropped the bowl, it would clatter with a loud noise, but at least it would not break.

This went on for some time. When the family glanced in Grandfather’s direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence. 

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?”

Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “Oh, I am making a little wooden bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.” The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. 

The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. They looked at each other, and felt a cold sensation wash over them. Though no words were spoken, both knew they had acted poorly and needed to take action. 

That evening the husband took Grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.

 

Reflection: Yours? 

Special Thanks to a good friend Don Bruner for reminding me about the story we had read about 20 years ago.