Karius and Associates Blog

I had a random thought the other day, and tweeted it.

“A whole industry can be created out of fixing other people’s mistakes.”

The thing got retweets and replies. I was asked if there was a link to check out!

So then, it was perhaps more than a random thought. Perhaps I’d just had a meaningful unrecognizable epiphany! It seemed that I had unknowingly philosophized along with the great thinkers of our time!

After all, don’t I try to fix mistakes made by others? Give them tools to make changes so they don’t make the same mistakes again? Sure I do! Don’t I essentially create my own job? Sure I do!

So I propose a new profession. The fixer. Like our friend in the moving industry, ReloMary, (Mary Lascelles, for those who don’t know! See her  video below!) the fixer connects people. The fixer person finds people who make few mistakes and who quickly fix the ones they do make. The fixer finds people who have endured mistakes from professionals and aren’t prepared to do so again.  Then the fixer puts the two together.

Anyone on board? Give me your thoughts! And connect with me on twitter if you’re not already! @kellykarius is my handle.

Leave a comment, and then view Mary’s video here, before you head off to enjoy the rest of your day! 

Peace and blessings to all the fixers and would be fixers out there!  

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about intuition, energy and higher powers. 

I’m going to tell you a story, it will take some explanation for my non-Saskatchewan friends…we have some fairly unique highway issues in Saskatchewan, as some of my American friends who have been here will attest to! Yesterday I was picking my daughter up from her last day of university.

I’m driving  up to Fort Qu’appelle Valley with a car on my tail. I had my cruise set to control my erratic speeding self, so I know exactly how fast I was going…about 108 K’s….yeah, it’s still speeding, but no one’s perfect. The white car behind me had taken miles and miles to get there, my sleuthing strategies detected that he probably had his cruise control set at 109 K’s….or was one of those erratic speed drivers. Either way, My intuition said I didn’t want to be behind him or I’d want to pass him back as I hit the other side of the valley. (Yeah, I know, it just sounds like i’m a chronic speeder.) I pumped up the speed a couple of miles, but of course he was still behind me as we hit the bottom of the valley and slowed down to 50 to traverse through the beautiful valley village.

Now what non-Saskatchewan folk need to understand is that we are mostly single lane highway across Saskatchewan. Yeah you can take a cruise on the number one to get to some places and pass at your leisure. But in Saskatchewan, strategic driving is a must. So we get to the bottom of the valley…the car still on my tail. As the highway climbs the other side of the valley, there is a graceful curve and climb that provides a double lane area to pass. Slower traffic keep right. Protect yourself with the skinny guard rail. The white car is on my tail as we begin the path up…I imagine that he’s gearing up to pass when I pull into the slower traffic lane. And I know that I don’t want him to pass me. Some deep down instinct says “NO freaking way”. So I hammer on the gas and build up to 120K going up the hill, and approaching the swooping curve I realize that if I had let him pass me, we’d both probably be dead. Or at least badly hurt - crossing these three lanes of traffic is a wide load…a farmer’s award for years of previous hard work and burden for years of hard work to come. A quarter-of-a-million dollar tractor, crosses 1 and a half lanes. In my far right lane, I have plenty of room. There’s no trauma here. But there could have been.

Do you notice these kinds of things? Leave a note…tell your intuition, energy and higher power story…and tell me what you think it’s all about. 

Thalidomide, intended to reduce and eliminate morning sickness in pregnant women, was a tragedy medication for many families. The untested drug resulted in many children with disabilities being born. Many did not even survive.
 
But out of tragedy can come magic, as we all well know, and I had the opportunity to see that magic at work last week.

Alvin Law - not always politically correct, is a guy that knows that ultimately bullied kids have to stand up for themselves, that tough love is often the best love, and that we all have to make tough choices sometimes- came to speak to Melville. In particular to the staff and clients of Rail City Industries, a sheltered workshop for people with disabilities.

His message isn’t one of victimization and tragedy, no indeed. Not at all. His message is one of acceptance - accepting who you are and where you’re at, and one of fighting - knowing what you want and doing what you can to get it, and one of awareness – being aware of the great opportunities around you, noting them, talking about them, and most of all, being amazed by them.

Acceptance, fighting, awareness. Did he use these during the talk? Maybe not, I’m not even sure. But I know that this is his message as I understood it. And I was deeply touched and moved by listening to him.

Take the time to check out his story, and pick up a copy of his book. There is no doubt in my mind that you’ll be inspired and amazed…and that you’ll start looking a little more closely at your own life. There’s likely a lot there to be amazed about as well.