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Monday
16Nov2009
When I'm Done
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I am not content to have the job no one else would want.
When I'm done, I will have a role others wish they had.
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Thursday
11Jun2009
Soaring Past Annoying Little Coworker Things
Here's the deal. We, Human Resource professionals, provide a valuable (and cool) service to our organizations. We do, see, and determine things that no other department can do, see or determine. We have a responsibility like no other.
We are here for the big things.
Fighting, arguing, head butting, or clashing with {insert department of choice here} or each other aren't big things. They are little thing.
What else are little things? Viewing mistakes of others as nonrecoverable, talking about others behind their back, telling one person what another person said about them for no reason other than getting their blood boiling, feeling (or saying) that your way is always better, thinking (or saying) it's not my turn, not my job, or not my turn to care, hoarding information, and saying you work harder, faster, or simply more than all others. Get my drift?
Drift higher. Swat the little things off your shoulder like the nuisances they are and don't engage. Don't let the little things stop you dead in your tracks or worse, veer you off course. Take the high road and stay above the fray. Yes, it may seem unfair that YOU are being asked to take the high road when others are not. I can't make you go there nor will this post get you there - you have to decide to go there for yourself.
Having a tough time deciding? Consider this. The little things do nothing more than distract us from what we can be. We can be big. Or we can be small.
I'm for being big. Let's soar.
Friday
08May2009
Creative Pathways
Bedtime stories. I used to be able to get by reading bedtime stories from a book to my daughter. Now she wants me to make a bedtime story up each night. I tell her I am not a storyteller. I tell her I am not creative. She listens and then she tells me to stop insulting myself. She tells me that I am creative and that my stories are good. My daughter is 8 yrs old and she is one smart cookie.
Another smart cookie is a friend of mine, Deb Owen. I met Deb through her blog 8 hours & a lunch about 3 years ago. At that time, she was working for a company. Now, she is working for herself. She is the living, breathing embodiment of figuring out what you want to do for yourself - and DOING IT. Change, reinvention and commitment to self? Deb has been there, done it (well) and is ready to share what she has learned with others.
Deb is offering a cool new course called "Creative Pathways," ideal for thoughtful do-ers who are unclear of what their ideal life looks like - or what steps to take to get there. If you are ready to figure out what you really want and GO for it, check it out DJO Creative's "Creative Life Coaching Series."
Go. Go right now. You owe it to yourself to take a look.
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Monday
12Jan2009
I Lost My Blog and Found My Voice
I lost my blog Friday night.
I lost my posts. I lost my comments. I lost my categories. I lost my tags. I lost my words. I lost my thoughts. By morning, I was mourning. It was not about the links, the badges, the templates, or the visitor counts and maps. It was about me and the loss of an important part of who I am today.
I tweeted about it and jessica_lee replied, "oh goodness... just saw your tweet. sorry... oh dear." I responded back, "there is a lesson in here for me somewhere I am sure, just not seeing it right now."
By mid-morning Saturday, I had myself convinced that the blog was gone for good and soon had a plan. I was going to get what I could from my last data capture in August, transfer my December posts saved as Facebook notes back into blog posts and move forward from there. As it turns out, my blog was restored rather quickly, and embarrassingly easy, by the Squarespace support team.
I never thought, when I first started blogging, that I would feel what I did. I am who I am today, in part, because of the thoughts, ideas, learnings, and insights gained by, and reflected in, my posts. Wow.
Thinking I lost my words, I realized I found my voice.
