Wisdoming In Place

While attempting to creatively cut my own hair today (miss you, Chrys!), I had the book, Margin, pop to mind.  Author Dr. Richard Swenson, defines margin as: “The amount available beyond what’s needed.  It is something held in reserve for contingencies or unanticipated situations. It is the leeway between ourselves and our limits.” We need Read more about Wisdoming In Place[…]

What To Do When Your Happy Place Isn’t

I recently arrived in one of my nomad homes in my favorite city to date.  It’s our third date and we hadn’t seen each other for 9 months.  I had been counting down the days for this date for the last 4 of those months.  In my mind’s eye, I played the arrival for our Read more about What To Do When Your Happy Place Isn’t[…]

Drinking From the Information Firehose

A common thread in conversations with both friends and coachees recently has been the conscious choice to temper the volume of incoming information.  Even for those of us with voracious appetites for learning, staying afloat of incoming information is seemingly more difficult than in the past. This data (shared in a recent continuing ed event) gives Read more about Drinking From the Information Firehose[…]

Your People Will Find You

If you asked me who my people are, I’d likely rattle off a list of admirable qualities.  Things like fun, trustworthy, honest, smart, accepting, and loyal would certainly be on this list.  Maybe I’d add on a couple more things specific to interests of mine.  It would be a list completely generated by my mind Read more about Your People Will Find You[…]

Fixing The Transmission

“I want you to jack up the truck and fix the transmission”, he yelled, reaching frustration with a discussion about operations.    His loud booming voice, his pointed finger, the groups startled expressions, and a metallic taste in my mouth are all attached to the vivid memory of that moment during my executive career.  I was Read more about Fixing The Transmission[…]

Reflections on a Year of Dating Cities

I have to admit, this really wasn’t my plan. In fact, I’m not sure I really even had a plan. I knew four things. That the question “is this it?” was whispering softly in the back of my mind, and had been for a while.  That my lifelong dream of living near the ocean still Read more about Reflections on a Year of Dating Cities[…]