It isn't that I hadn't noticed that my pajama pants were tattered. It was hard not to notice, I just couldn't bring myself to throw them away. Giving ourselves permission to do what we know needs to be done gives us freedom. And a lesson.
Last week was the week that kept on giving. TKO. My safety net of introversion was beckoning me into disconnection, but my Wise Mind had something to say it first.
I was spun up like a tornado. What set me off? A flurry of mixed messages, delayed non-answers and "just trust me's" for months on end without any real progress. I don't know about you, but those behaviors don't lay the framework for a trusting relationship. I'd say I was a solid Cat-3 and gaining… Continue reading Name It To Tame It
Still coming down off a major training engagement, my brain is having a hard time decompressing. The "go go go" of non-stop learning, design, redesign, practice, launch, tweak, and present over the past 5 months was brought to you by Adrenaline: The You Can Do It hormone. It was an awesome experience - 300+ leaders,… Continue reading The Armor of Identity