Giving Freely.
On Friday night, a band of artisans mounted a wagon pulled by a truck that drove around the City of Milwaukee while we performed holiday music.
Driving down alleyways and main corridors, we performed all sorts of music - from minor versions of "Frosty the Snowman" to ska version of "White Christmas." People stop, took notice, honk their horns, grabbed their phones, and in all cases - smiled.
After three hours, we returned to a garage, got in our cars, and headed home without a dime to show for our work. Instead, we had something better - smiles and warmed hearts.
The people who enjoyed our work paid for it - they paid for it with their attention, their time, and with their reactions - smiles.
When you start measuring your work not by your income or title but by the lives you can change, you'll find deep fulfillment. I did.
