If you could host a dinner and anyone you invite was sure to come, who would you invite?
I had this question at a team meeting years ago at IBM. An answer that I thought was better than mine came from another person. This is how it went.
I’d invite myself from 20 years ago, now, and 20 years from now. It would allow me to forgive myself for the mistakes I’ve made, congratulate myself for the things I’d overcome, and get advice from the future me on how to live my life.
While it seems a bit narcissistic, fundamentally it would be sound advice.
I forget what I answered, but I’m pretty sure Jesus and my parents who had since passed were some of my guests.

