‘Ours is not to reason why.’
I don’t even know who said it but the wisdom seems
particularly profound at the moment.
As I put my granddaughter to bed, she asked me why
Coronavirus happened because it is ‘bad’.
I once worked in a
team where everything was rewarded – no matter the quality of the work or the
significance of the contribution, team meetings were filled with platitudes and
gifts for all who drew breath.
While the actions of the managers appeared worthy, it did nothing to help team
members increase their sense of value.
It has been said that people leave workplaces because they
do not feel valued.
The same can be said for relationships.
People leave them because they do not feel valued.
I know at this
time of year, many articles are telling us why and how we should set goals for
And it will be on turbo because 2020
brings in a new decade.
We should all stand to attention doing
an in-depth analysis of our position (without, of course, comparing it to those
around us). Setting big audacious goals that are going to change our lives
significantly because, god forbid, we live a year similar to the last one.
I have in the past, sent an email with
ideas about making the new year a great one. However, perhaps because I am
older and wiser, I have decided to avoid that trap.
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I had one of those morning the other day.
A morning when things unfolded inconveniently meaning the
late departure for my destination 90 minutes away.
Some of what unfolded sat squarely in my lap and some in the
lap of others. I say that with knowledge that blame rarely improves one’s mood.
However, the day started with a level of frustration that
served little purpose other than increasing my heartrate.
I remember going to a piano concern many years ago.
The pianist flicked his long coat tails behind him as he sat
down on the piano stool and paused.
He paused for what seemed like eternity as he gathered
himself for the task in front of him
Doing what he needed to do mentally and physically to bring
the music forth.
To let his fingers dance across the keys and produce
something of beauty. Something for us all to lose ourselves in.
When I am reading a book, I have been known to flick ahead
to see how long a chapter is before I begin my reading of that particular
It gives me a sense of how much time and concentration is
involved before I venture in. If I am really desperate, I have also been known
to search for clues amongst the words on the pages ahead to hint at what will