As I write this entry, reflecting on my journey through business school, consulting and corporate, I know something must change. I don’t have the language or the plans but at 35,000 feet, some light has crept into my spirit – something Plato wrote about 2,400 years ago.

The lunch bell rings. We have to wait for the teacher to dismiss us from class. This isn’t America where the kids pack up and leave once the bell rings. I look around and we’re all on the edge of our seats. It’s our day today and there isn’t a second to spare. Seconds cost you.

When we tell someone what is working for us, we know what we can do more of. In a world of abundance, we need to know what is right with us, so we can repeat it with intention.

We are all familiar with the stereotype. The 50-year-old guy buying a Porsche 911 and a pair of red trainers. But this halfway-point-of-adult-life is too late for a crisis. Why have your mid-life-crisis when your kids have already left home and you have just the twilight of your career left?

Humans are wired for tribes. When we belong, we thrive. The Industrial Revolution broke our tribal bonds – replacing community with control. Today, we must consciously rebuild our tribes, choosing where and with whom we belong. Whether in companies like Ferrari or leadership retreats in Thailand, modern tribes still make greatness possible.

Values aren’t words on a wall. They’re how you live and act - especially when no one’s watching.