May 8, 2009
Contemplating my navel (or: the big idea of what I do)
A year ago, I went to Brandworks Univeristy (if we had the resources this year, I’d go again as it was the best conference I’ve been to in a while). Excellent.
I was wandering through my notes on a lazy Friday afternoon and came across something I wrote down about who I was and what I did.
“Through me, you will have the freedom to become more yourself.”
I don’t build websites anymore. I wont build an ad for you. I don’t have a social media program I’m going to sell you to install on your server. But through a program of seeing who you are and what you do and who you are trying to attract, I can make the minor adjustments that pay off huge dividends.
I don’t change you. I won’t tell Microsoft to get in the airline business or Kraft to get into massage business. But I take the essence of who you are and make it 10% better. 25% better. 100% better. I focus you, I put you in front of the right people and amazing things happen.
Which is cool, but it makes for a tough pitch. What I sell sounds like magic. It sounds a little crazy, like I’m contemplating my navel in saffron robes.
I’m a fixer, I guess. I just wish I had a name for what I did. Any thoughts?
Semi-related, Tara Hunt’s The Whuffie Factor is like the workbook for Seth Godin’s Tribes. If I could force everyone at work to read them, I’d spend less time pushing a rock up a hill.
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