The Real Cost of Turnover
Imagine for a moment that one of your best programmers comes to you and says, "Sorry boss, but I'm leaving for a startup with more opportunity." There are lots and lots of questions to ask, but let's focus on one: "What will it cost to replace her?" Here's a quick breakdown of the direct costs, assuming that her salary is $120K and it takes you three months to find and hire a replacement:3 months unfinished worked with ideas, thoughts, and materials. Now we read newspapers and magazines, attend courses and church, looking to reinforce and justify our personal perspective on the world, “This is good” or “This is bad”. Until the tide comes in.

True Love means a huge perspective. As we sit beneath the canopy of nature, we can only imagine the wealth of love that must exist. We are just one person, sitting on one planet, of which there are twelve around our sun, of which there is 6 trillion in one galaxy, and of which there are 50 million that we have so far been able to measure. This is love, this perspective. Now look back from there at our little home, and you will

True Love is revealed in all its magnificence when we understand life from a higher perspective. The Universal Laws are a huge and magnificent perspective on love and life. To understand nature’s perspective, or True Love, we sit on the moon and look back at our magnificent planet. Then, all she embraces, shares, and gives holds us in awe, and it is easy to be impressed at the beauty of life. We are objective, nothing affects us, we have love for the earth and all who live on her. We can no longer associate with good or bad, right or wrong. Our footy team doesn’t really matter from way out here, we have balanced perspective, and a smile comes over our face.

Wow. We can see the whole magnificent story of human existence, including our own, spinning on that globe. The traumas and wars seem just part of something bigger, the overall picture becomes important, events become like the fallen leaves of a great tree, just a part of the evolution of life. This is the perspective given to us through the Universal laws of Nature; we can only love what we see. We are detached, not emotionally bound, in love with the perfection.

And now, we descend back toward earth, and, once again, as we lose this vantage from the moon, we begin to see borders and nations, conflicts and disturbances in isolation. We start to become emotional again; we take sides, and lose the huge perfective. Our perspective shrinks from a global one to a local one. Back into our ego, we finally land, feet on the earth. That perspective, so easily achieved on the moon, is lost now, because our perspective is a personal one.

With our little perspectives of life we become self interested and argue, “This is right and this is wrong”, because now, as a grain of sand on a huge beach of sand grains, we fear our unimportance. We poke our head up out of the sand grains around us and say, “Hey, you bastards look at me. I’m clever. I’m rich. I’m famous. I’m right. I’m spiritual”. We create individual identities, so true love is lost, identities reign, emotions are king and queen, we are now unhappy.

Now we are grains of sand with individual identities called ego, and we forget where we came from, and the love that made us. We love if lovers are worthy, we block love when we think they are not; we are now small entities, fighting for survival. We are human.

As grains of sand we see the world through smaller eyes, and can only see our part of the beach. We see our home, our family, our work, our friends, and our enemies. And our opinion, which on the moon was irrelevant and inconsequential, now becomes the golden truth. The bubble we call ourselves is now constructed with ideas, thoughts, and materials. Now we read newspapers and magazines, attend courses and church, looking to reinforce and justify our personal perspective on the world, “This is good” or “This is bad”. Until the tide comes in.

True Love means a huge perspective. As we sit beneath the canopy of nature, we can only imagine the wealth of love that must exist. We are just one person, sitting on one planet, of which there are twelve around our sun, of which there is 6 trillion in one galaxy, and of which there are 50 million that we have so far been able to measure. This is love, this perspective. Now look back from there at our little home, and you will

Wow. We can see the whole magnificent story of human existence, including our own, spinning on that globe. The traumas and wars seem just part of something bigger, the overall picture becomes important, events become like the fallen leaves of a great tree, just a part of the evolution of life. This is the perspective given to us through the Universal laws of Nature; we can only love what we see. We are detached, not emotionally bound, in love with the perfection.

And now, we descend back toward earth, and, once again, as we lose this vantage from the moon, we begin to see borders and nations, conflicts and disturbances in isolation. We start to become emotional again; we take sides, and lose the huge perfective. Our perspective shrinks from a global one to a local one. Back into our ego, we finally land, feet on the earth. That perspective, so easily achieved on the moon, is lost now, because our perspective is a personal one.

With our little perspectives of life we become self interested and argue, “This is right and this is wrong”, because now, as a grain of sand on a huge beach of sand grains, we fear our unimportance. We poke our head up out of the sand grains around us and say, “Hey, you bastards look at me. I’m clever. I’m rich. I’m famous. I’m right. I’m spiritual”. We create individual identities, so true love is lost, identities reign, emotions are king and queen, we are now unhappy.

Now we are grains of sand with individual identities called ego, and we forget where we came from, and the love that made us. We love if lovers are worthy, we block love when we think they are not; we are now small entities, fighting for survival. We are human.

As grains of sand we see the world through smaller eyes, and can only see our part of the beach. We see our home, our family, our work, our friends, and our enemies. And our opinion, which on the moon was irrelevant and inconsequential, now becomes the golden truth. The bubble we call ourselves is now constructed with ideas, thoughts, and materials. Now we read newspapers and magazines, attend courses and church, looking to reinforce and justify our personal perspective on the world, “This is good” or “This is bad”. Until the tide comes in.

True Love means a huge perspective. As we sit beneath the canopy of nature, we can only imagine the wealth of love that must exist. We are just one person, sitting on one planet, of which there are twelve around our sun, of which there is 6 trillion in one galaxy, and of which there are 50 million that we have so far been able to measure. This is love, this perspective. Now look back from there at our little home, and you will

onal again; we take sides, and lose the huge perfective. Our perspective shrinks from a global one to a local one. Back into our ego, we finally land, feet on the earth. That perspective, so easily achieved on the moon, is lost now, because our perspective is a personal one.

With our little perspectives of life we become self interested and argue, “This is right and this is wrong”, because now, as a grain of sand on a huge beach of sand grains, we fear our unimportance. We poke our head up out of the sand grains around us and say, “Hey, you bastards look at me. I’m clever. I’m rich. I’m famous. I’m right. I’m spiritual”. We create individual identities, so true love is lost, identities reign, emotions are king and queen, we are now unhappy.

Now we are grains of sand with individual identities called ego, and we forget where we came from, and the love that made us. We love if lovers are worthy, we block love when we think they are not; we are now small entities, fighting for survival. We are human.

As grains of sand we see the world through smaller eyes, and can only see our part of the beach. We see our home, our family, our work, our friends, and our enemies. And our opinion, which on the moon was irrelevant and inconsequential, now becomes the golden truth. The bubble we call ourselves is now constructed with ideas, thoughts, and materials. Now we read newspapers and magazines, attend courses and church, looking to reinforce and justify our personal perspective on the world, “This is good” or “This is bad”. Until the tide comes in.

True Love means a huge perspective. As we sit beneath the canopy of nature, we can only imagine the wealth of love that must exist. We are just one person, sitting on one planet, of which there are twelve around our sun, of which there is 6 trillion in one galaxy, and of which there are 50 million that we have so far been able to measure. This is love, this perspective. Now look back from there at our little home, and you will

true love is lost, identities reign, emotions are king and queen, we are now unhappy.

Now we are grains of sand with individual identities called ego, and we forget where we came from, and the love that made us. We love if lovers are worthy, we block love when we think they are not; we are now small entities, fighting for survival. We are human.

As grains of sand we see the world through smaller eyes, and can only see our part of the beach. We see our home, our family, our work, our friends, and our enemies. And our opinion, which on the moon was irrelevant and inconsequential, now becomes the golden truth. The bubble we call ourselves is now constructed with ideas, thoughts, and materials. Now we read newspapers and magazines, attend courses and church, looking to reinforce and justify our personal perspective on the world, “This is good” or “This is bad”. Until the tide comes in.

True Love means a huge perspective. As we sit beneath the canopy of nature, we can only imagine the wealth of love that must exist. We are just one person, sitting on one planet, of which there are twelve around our sun, of which there is 6 trillion in one galaxy, and of which there are 50 million that we have so far been able to measure. This is love, this perspective. Now look back from there at our little home, and you will

ed with ideas, thoughts, and materials. Now we read newspapers and magazines, attend courses and church, looking to reinforce and justify our personal perspective on the world, “This is good” or “This is bad”. Until the tide comes in.

True Love means a huge perspective. As we sit beneath the canopy of nature, we can only imagine the wealth of love that must exist. We are just one person, sitting on one planet, of which there are twelve around our sun, of which there is 6 trillion in one galaxy, and of which there are 50 million that we have so far been able to measure. This is love, this perspective. Now look back from there at our little home, and you will see what true love really means.