Popular belief is that there's only 6 degrees of separation among us. I've often said that in Houston, it's only three. Yesterday, I was once again reminded of my many "everything's connected" Arkansas scenarios (my home state). A dear friend invited me to fill a last minute vacancy at a nonprofit annual luncheon. She knew it was a long shot, but asked anyway (I'm most appreciative!). I was available and excited to accept.
Before arriving I only knew one of the table hosts at table #20. When I'm a guest at a table with open seating and when I'm the host, I opt for a seat with my back to the speaker, so that others have the best view. I only knew my right seatmate. My two immediate left seatmates were also delightful. In conversation we discovered that their daughter is a senior at University of Arkansas (my undergraduate institution) and a Chi Omega (I didn't tell them that I was a former president).
My take-away is to always ask the next question. Had we stopped the conversation at what we do and how we are affiliated with the organization, we would have missed the special opportunity to create a meaningful connection.
When we ask the next question, we often invoke the magic of the 3-6 degrees of separation.
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