A successful businessman I know had a ritual. Several times a week he would pick up a
favourite cigar, one he could savour for an hour or more. Then with an empty notepad and a pencil, he
would sit in his preferred chair on his sundeck or in his den, and let his mind
go wandering. No phone calls, no
meetings, no interruptions of any kind. From
those smoky sessions came ideas. Today
his business thrives and so does he and his family. He no longer
smokes cigars but I’m sure he has an endless supply of empty notepads, sharpened
pencils and preferred chairs.
