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My Story
These stories are here partly to speak the truth, partly to share
wisdom, and partly to inspire others. Enjoy!
Story
of ALH - Doing Business Right
Story of Awakening - Living In The Future
Story of Expectation - Living In The Present
Decision To Become A Coach
Story of Simplification - Getting Rid of Half
My House
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Story
of ALH - Doing Business Right
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In
1994 I had the
opportunity to co-lead a small manufacturing company in Milwaukee,
WI. It was a start up manufacturing firm called Advanced
Liquid Handling, Inc We made syringe pumps for the precision
liquid handling industry. Beyond its product, it was quite an unusual
company due to the three guiding principles of our mission/values/purpose
statement.
1)
Provide a good place to work
2) Build a quality product
3) The money will come
This value system allowed
us to coach, lead, and build a tight-knit, fun, growing company.
Our method of leadership and management were very much coaching
in nature:
- Treat people as people.
- Give them the tools
they need,
- Give them the time
they need
- Give them the respect
they deserve
and they will work miracles.
In case I didn't say
it enough "THANK YOU ALL!"
In 2000 my partner and
I were approached by one of our customers to purchase the company.
We presented the opportunity to the employees and asked for their
opinions. When we sold the company it was with the consent, permission
and blessing of the employees.
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The
Story of Awakening: Living In the Future
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At the end of 1999 I was
serving on two board of directors, three committees, two leadership
teams, tripling production at our small manufacturing firm, buying/converting/zone
petitioning a duplex, learning about being a landlord, attending
a biweekly leadership training program with its sub meetings, adjusting
to two new cats, and unsuccessfully trying to go on first dates
with people - 100 first dates, 0 seconds - I wondered why. I was
oblivious.
I was a man
living in the future.
I was a HUMAN DOING
Everything I was doing was planning, coordinating,
adjusting, facilitating in my life so that I could have the life
I wanted - someday.
Did I know what life that was? No.
But I kept planning. I refused to live in the present.
I did not want to live in the present. I hated the present (with
the odd exception of work, which was about creating a present and
treating people right - funny how the world works)
I was a professional in the realm of HUMAN
DOING. There was nothing about
BEING in my life.
So in December of 1999 when one of our customers approached
us to buy our company, I looked at it in my usual fashion and said,
"Great, I'll do some consulting for 6-18 months, then go off
to get my MBA, perhaps start another company, join a consulting
firm . . ." - more planning, more doing. .
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Life came to a screeching
halt.
My plans were put on hold.
I was no longer in control.
The sale of the company required a temporary relocation
to Sonoma Valley, California for the Winter and Spring of 2000.
This move forced me to unplug from the "projects" that
I had been working so diligently on creating, structuring, and controlling
in Milwaukee. I was now in a situation where I was not in control
but rather out of control. It was no longer my company and I was
only there to provide knowledge transfer. A very awkward situation.
This new role in Califonia left me with an abundant
amount of "free time." I worked 8-5, not 7-6 as I had
been before. I had no obligations other than showing up at work,
where I was tapped for what I knew, not what I could do. "Free
Time" was a new experience for me, last time I had "free
time" I was a kid in elementary school. Adults can't have "free
time" can they?
My windows faced a field of mustard grass and vineyards
(Sonoma Valley is Wine Country). Nature started to creep into my
life. I was being faced with its incredible power as Spring leapt
up around me. Something was stirring inside, long forgotten thoughts
and feelings. I started to wake up to to how disconnected I was
from the world, life, and most importantly myself.
I now had free time. I was alone and had an enormous
amount of time for thought, time for reflection, and time for exploration.
I explored the wineries, the valleys, the ocean and San Francisco
(this time as an adult - I grew up in the Bay Area). I watched the
seasons shift from late winter through to summer. I Watched the
mustard pop up and the vineyards green.
I felt my experience expand and became empowered by
the beauty and strength of all that was going on around me. I was
connecting once again to the greatest cycle of the world - nature.
I was slowing down and expanding at the same time. Such a reversal
from the speeding up and contracting that had been my life 6 months
before.
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| Story
of Expectation:
Living
In the Present |
Upon my return to Milwaukee, I took
a year of sabbatical. It was a time for visiting people around the
country and world that I had neglected to visit while I started
the company and was living in the future. I started reconnecting
with people and with some really connecting with them for the first
time.
Still in the orchestrating my future and part time living in the
future phase, I was investigating International MBA programs to
further my study of cross-cultural-communication in the business
arena. In my exploring I met up with a student at a Wharton Business
School, Robert Bigler. In our discussions about international business
and language he shared an experience and a tip with me for learning
Spanish quickly. "Go to Quetzaltenango. It's a non-touristy
place in Guatemala known by the locals as Xela
(pronounced Shay-lah); it will change your life." I looked
into it cursorily and haphazardly purchased a two month ticket down
to Guatemala.
In my usual style, of that time, I finished up at the last minute
and literally mailed my MBA applications to my top four international
business schools from the airport. I had pulled an all-nighter.
I was oblivious to the weather, so in the middle of a snow storm
I drove to Chicago where I abandoned my car for friends to pick
up - - sometime. (control - meets out of control, kind of like the
expression of he who deceives only deceives himself)
This became the beginning
of the end
of my living in the future.
I arrived a dozen hours later at night in Guatemala City. I was
in for a shock. I knew ZERO Spanish. I had NO PLANS for the night.
All I had was a guidebook which I find ultimately to be useless.
Putting my faith in a taxi and an overheard conversation I got deposited
in a hotel in the middle of town. It was clean and simple with few
amenities. I crashed. I had been running on adrenaline for approximately
72 hours. I slept for nearly a day.
When I awoke - I discovered something. The only shoes that I brought
with me to a tropical country were my pair of snow boots. That was
just another indicator of how disconnected from reality I was.
Through the kindness of strangers, and by god's will, I think,
I found my way to Xela (4 hours by several chicken busses) by pointing
and saying Shay-la all the way. I hadn't a clue where I was going.
I had put my trust in the world and the people around me.
It was like seeing the world for the first time. Everything was
new to me. Everything old was new to me.
My whole journey was one of surrendering the need to plan and coordinate.
I found that every time I tried to make something happen - it didn't.
Every time I built up an expectation - it wasn't going to happen.
Latin America is famous for getting people to slow down and to
release expectations. It is not an issue of giving up. It is an
issue of realizing what is really important. It is an issue of giving
up this artificial belief that we have that we can control our lives
and those of everyone around us.
When I finally released control of my path (as I did when I first
arrived), my journey became magical. I was no longer spending my
time planning, debating, and frustrated - instead I was observing,
listening, being curious and engaging life first hand. I engaged
with people. I played with children. I sang danced and laughed out
loud. I started to remember the ancient path, the one that our soul's
know - that the journey is far more enjoyable and monumentally important
than the destination.
I heard Margaret Wheatley give a presentation a few years back
about people's relation to time. If you ask a typical cosmopolitan
South African how long it will take to get to the airport, you will
get a pause, a calculation and an answer such as 45minutes. If you
ask a tribal South African the same question they will respond with,
"It depends on who I meet on the way"
I spent two months in Guatemala under the pretense of learning
Spanish. I did, however the greatest lesson that I learned was to
stop expecting things.
Let things happen - you never know who or what you are going to
meet on the way.
Slow down and you
get to live your life
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Sabbatical
(year)
1 : a year of rest for the land observed every seventh year in ancient Judea
2 : a leave often with pay granted usually every seventh year (as to a college professor) for rest, travel, or research -- called also sabbatical leave 3 : a break or change from a normal routine Source:
Merriam-Webster
Online Dictionary
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| Becoming
a coach and calling myself one |
Part 1) A New Man
Upon my return from Guatemala I was a different man. I found myself
fully living in the Present and becoming aware of the joy, passion
and power that comes with working with whatever presents itself
- TODAY.
I paid a visit on a dear friend of mine, Mohamed Boumedian, who
owns a Cigar
shop in Milwaukee. One look at his face told me he needed to
go home. I mean home, home as in Turkey.
He said he couldn't. I said I would watch over the shop for a month
while he went home to be with his family. Our philosophies of doing-business-right
and how to treat people discussions over the previous years had
drawn us together and we had become fast friends. Therefore, he
felt comfortable with me taking over for a while.
This opportunity for me was one of slowing down even further. Learning
to enjoy place - where ever it is. Our enjoyment
of place is ultimately a matter of who we are being in
the place- not the place itself.
The cigar shop was an opportunity to connect with people who floated
in and out of the store - to converse, to share stories, to connect
with the way people really were. I didn't want anything from them.
I had no expectations. My only agenda, which was certainly amenable
to change, was to be present and enjoy the magic of who and what
came that day. Its not about me.
Part2) Toward the end of my stay at the cigar
shop a little voice in the back of my head said that I should check
out seminary. After I laughed it off, it returned even stronger,
so on a trip out to San Francisco to visit my new godson I visited
Starr King, the UU Seminary in
Berkeley. I fell in love with it. I felt right at home.
What was I to do? Was this what I meant to do? Most people would
agree that this came in direct conflict with my previous week's
plans of attending an international MBA program. I had even put
down my deposit.
Now you may be asking yourself - What does this
have to do with my decision to become a coach? -
a lot actually!
Part 3) My experiences in Guatemala, my time at
ALH, my time working with the customers at the cigar shop woke me
up to a greater understanding of what I was here to do. I am here
to connect people, to lead people, and model a way of leadership
that has been misplaced and/or forgotten. My experience with Unitarian
Universalism and my visit to the seminary reminded me that we cannot
separate our soul from our work.
As I walked out the door of the Star King Seminary in Berkeley
I asked god - "Is this what I should be doing?" The answer
was clear loud and immediate "NOT YET"
Shortly thereafter I decided that I was not going to go into seminary
and that I was not going to go get my MBA. A wave of awakening as
well as relief washed over me as I went on a short holiday.
Upon my return I realized that I was on the right path for me..
When I said no to both of these my world opened up. I now had 7-8
doors and avenues open to me that previously had been hidden from
view. All of these doors all led to leadership and life coaching.
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I have been in love with my decision ever since and I soon realized
that I had been steering my life toward this since the day I was
born. My parents were my first coaches. Geno Johnson was the first
one I hired 12 yrs ago (see mission
statement). That is when I started coaching - he taught me how
to be with people and be curious. Everyone I meet these days are
my greatest teachers
I purged half of my house and now live in a world
that honors clean, simple and elegant. I live in the present. I
live life intentionally. I love my life and what I do. I love my
clients.
I am bringing Living
Intentionally and Working Intentionally to the world.
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Note on restaurant wall -
Good Morning,
this is god,
I will be handling
all your problems today.
I will not need your help.
So have a
good time.
I Love You
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Story of Simplification |
In the Spring of 2000
during my stint in Wine Country, I had been living quite comfortably.
My worldly possessions consisted of two suitcases, my computer and
a growing case of wine. I was happy - really happy - what more did
I need? ~Really.
When I returned home to Milwaukee. I took a look around
my flat and said - what is all of this STUFF. My house
was filled with STUFF. I was living downstairs in my duplex,
a nice modern and cozy flat but limited in light and space. Upon
venturing to the upper unit - I saw it in its full glory: skylights,
large pane windows, open space, green tree limbs, bright sunny colors,
fireplace. I decided then and there to move upstairs. With that
decision also came the decision to simplify.
I first moved upstairs only the things that I absolutely
needed. "Have I used or had a need for this item in the past
12 months?" That applies to everything - clothes, pots &
pans, books, files, etc. This allowed me to move only the things
that I really wanted. Suze Orman's 3
trips of 20 helped me get a handle on this one.
When I had moved to the house 6 months earlier, I
had 5 guys and 3/4 full moving truck and it took all day for them
to move me. When I left the house to move to Minneapolis - I moved
myself in one trip with a rental truck 1/3 the size of the original
moving truck. My new home in Minneapolis is twice the size of my
previous abode with 1/2 the stuff. Only what I want and need. It
is light, spacious and freeing.
Clutter and STUFF fills not only our world, it fills
our minds, our thoughts, and unfortunately can dictate our lives.
My life and my environment these days are
Clean Simple and Elegant.
These three concepts keep me in integrity
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