Ex-lawyer turned relationship coach

The Story Of Cincinnatus

We’re in the past, on a little farm outside of Ancient Rome. A farmer who would soon become ruler of the Roman provinces is tilling the soil with a smile.

This is his story.

Among the mountains lived a tribe of fierce warriors, who once lived where Rome now stood.

Set on taking back their homeland, the warriors marched toward the city. Plundering and robbing Roman villages as they went.

Home to the finest soldiers in the world, Rome was unshaken. The Republic sent its most decorated army to deal with the pesky barbarians and continued with more important matters.

The next morning, five bloodied Roman soldiers returned to Rome with word for the Senate.

“The savages of the mountain ambushed us inside a gorge. We are the only ones that made it out. If we don’t free our army, Rome will be lost,” said the soldiers.

The senate was horrified. 

At the time, Rome was still in its infancy. So Rome had little to defend itself except for women, children and the elderly.

One of the magistrates stepped forward and said, “Send for Cincinnatus. He’s our only hope.”

Cincinnatus was plowing the fields as a group of Roman officials rode onto his farm. 

It was the city fathers. 

They told the wise farmer that the Roman army had been trapped inside a mountain pass. And without an army to stop the invasion, the city of Rome would be burnt to the ground.

“If you choose to save Rome, we will make you its ruler,” said one of the fathers.

Cincinnatus wiped the dirt off his hands and asked his wife to bring him his toga. He then threw it over his shoulders and hurried to Rome.

Once inside the city walls, he armed the young and old, and marched to fight the fierce mountain men.

Cincinnatus and his men fought valiantly. The assault was strong enough to help the Roman army break free and drive the barbarians back into the mountains.

The old, young, and decorated soldiers came home with banners flying. At the head rode Cincinnatus.

Cincinnatus was the most powerful man in Rome and could do as he pleased. Before the city fathers could thank him, Cincinnatus resigned.

Next, he returned to his little farm and his plow. Then continued to till the soil.

As the CEO of your company, it’s tempting to breathe down the necks of your employees and micro manage their every move.

But if you picked your team wisely, you want your business to run itself, unless when asked to take the reigns.

By Jeroen Elsing
Ex-lawyer turned relationship coach