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Invisible Thank You Notes

If you can't see me, is my presence still felt?

An invisible bookworm

It’s the thought that counts.

Isn’t that what they say? I wholeheartedly agree. And I tend to think the thought counting also saves a whole lot of trees.

I like to carry with me an attitude of gratitude for all the wonderful things in my life. Often, when my heart is bursting with appreciation, I feel like penning thank you notes to everyone whom I credit with contributing to my blissful state of mind: my wife, my clients, an agent who has done me a solid, the studio executive who has made good on their promise to get something done, a friend who is simply a good friend, my cell phone customer service rep who went the extra mile, my gardener, my neighbor, and so on.

Ultimately, the actual writing of the notes (the pen to paper part) isn’t always practical. When I have the thought, it’s often tied to powerfully positive intention, but then life intercedes; I get busy and the follow-through may not happen, or I get edited by my inner critic who tells me it’s not such a great idea to send a thank you note “just because.” What will people think?

Does it count that I had the thought? Does it register on a psychic level –– a karmic level –– that I sent the intended recipient an invisible thank you note instead?

I believe it does. The thought always counts. And conducting your life with an attitude of gratitude creates a karmic wave that reverberates to everyone around you and returns to you in kind.

Besides, when you receive an actual thank you note, you tend to read it once, say, “That’s nice,” and then toss it into the shredder so no one can steal your identity.

Is it any less effective to send an Invisible Thank You Note?

Maybe on those days when you are feeling particularly appreciated even though no one has singled you out with a compliment, someone somewhere has sent you an invisible thank you note. Maybe it was me.

While we’re on the subject, thank YOU for reading State of the Biz. I appreciate you taking the time to digest my thoughts every few days. I enjoy reading your invisible comments and invisible emails full of invisible feedback.

Your Invisible Thank You Note is in the mail.

“It’s Not A Panic!”

Whenever my son hears me draw my breath in quickly or make a sound approximating alarm, he’ll look at me with the insouciant curiosity of a three year-old and ask, “What’s the panic?”

Precisely, my son. What IS the panic?

Can anyone tell me? Are movies dead? Have people stopped consuming entertainment? Has media gone down the tubes? Is this the death knell of our business?

As my boy is ever quick to remind me, “It’s not a panic.”

I’m here to pass along that sentiment. Panic is anxiety. And, as Seth Godin astutely observed, “Anxiety is nothing but repeatedly re-experiencing failure in advance.” The sky is not falling. The end is not near. So why panic? Remain calm. Prepare for what may be a turbulent ride, but one where we will certainly arrive at our destination, which, if we reprogram our thinking, is SUCCESS.

The turbulence we are experiencing is CHANGE. The nature of change has changed. The rate of change has changed. The rate of the nature of change changing has changed.

It’s coming fast and furious now; truly at the speed of thought. Some of us will be ahead of it. Some of us will BE the change. Some us will ride the crest of the wave. Others will be swallowed by it. Though, even if you’re swept under by the torrent, as long as you manage to hold your breath, you can kick to the surface.

Media is indestructible. Media is perennial. Media is omnipresent. So what’s the panic?

The way media is managed, monetized and marketed will metamorphose. Platforms will progress. Infrastructure will transmogrify. Content will still be King. Those adept, will adapt.

So let’s get an attitude adjustment about the way we approach the future of our work, our industry, our lives. Media will survive. And so will you. Better yet, you can choose to thrive.

So take a deep breath, hold it in for as long as you can and allow the soothing words of a sagacious three year-old wash over you…