Category: Goal Setting
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Blessing or Curse?
There is no question that I was a very naive child. Truth be told, I think I was naive well into my adult life and, in some aspects, maybe I still am. When I was a child, I was certain that the people I loved would be with me forever. And while there was loss…
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Signs
My father was a clothes horse. Even he would not deny that. He was very self conscious, very concerned about how he appeared and how he was perceived and clothes were a part of that. Dad’s clothes were not off the rack either. His suits, his overcoats, were all custom made. In fact, as a…
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Saying It
We are, as we all well know, products of our upbringing, both a reflection of the time in which we were born and the family that we were born into. In my family, there were clear expectations about how to behave and how to express feelings. While I confess that I was very skilled at…
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Snow Day
It’s snowing. This is day two of watching big, fat flakes drifting down. The roads are not great and the prediction is for a “dump” of a few more inches before the day is through. And, it’s a day when I don’t have any commitments, a circumstance that is both rare and even a little…
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Serendipity
Years ago, when I worked as a director in a hospital, responsible for marketing as well as community outreach, I was invited to join the local Rotary club. Rotary was (and likely still is) a well attended weekly group with a great cross section of community leaders. Rotary members took part in many service projects,…
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Making Peace
I have a friend who has done a lot of work on her “inner child.” She spends time really thinking about that little girl and trying to address some of the issues of her life by coming to terms with her past. While I respect her process, I have never really thought about the little…
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Remembering the Why
Tis’ the season, as they say, and, regardless of your faith tradition, many of us are deeply mired in holiday preparations and food and gifts. As a child, I grew up in an observant Jewish home. We honored the Sabbath, my father was both a regular attendee at services and a person who prayed at…
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Heartbeats
Once again the news is filled with tragedy. A campus shooting, an attack on a Chanukah celebration in Australia, reminding us of the terrible level of violence in our world. It was magnified for me by having been to a major exhibit on Auschwitz, just yesterday. We spent almost 2-1/2 hours steeped in the history…
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Toxic Positivity
In a recent presentation that I attended, someone used the phrase “toxic positivity” and I not only wrote it down but have thought about it many times since. It’s such a powerful phrase and I can, as I am sure you can, think of many examples of this, especially in my professional life. I had…
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Giving Without Thanks
It is the holiday week, Thanksgiving just days away. I have containers filled to overflowing with cookies for the week ahead. I’ve prepped a loaf of fresh bread to bake when some of our kids arrive on Tuesday. I’ve braved the chaos of the supermarket (where I am convinced that just about everyone piloting a…
With a Full Heart 