During therapy I realized how much the word should hung over me. I did not say it out loud, but it was part of every sentence in my head. The only thing I really should, is to be kind to myself.
Today starts my 4th week at home. In quarantine, or shall I say lockdown. Between burden and blessing, I have chosen to see this quarantine as a blessing.
I got lucky with COVID19. Today, I turned around. I did not feel ready to write until now, but now I feel like I have to put it out. And I fear for others
Today, I was forced to hit reset. I wonder if one day I will just hit reset, but not be bed-bound. Maybe that should be my goal for 2020.
It is hard to have a dinner conversation avoiding the topic. At its best coronavirus is creating interesting intellectual and ethical debates. At its worst, it is creating paranoia and divisiveness.
What an opening. Can a 6 year old really fail? What does failure mean? How much is there to fail
Taking a break is most of the time not really a break. You fit on a schedule, you try to please everyone, you can’t face no guilt.
It’s true, I’ve got a bug in me. And I can’t help it, it starts without me noticing and by the time I do, I smile at what just happened. I love business. Business Strategy in particular. Yuck. What a weird geeky thing to say. But I do really. So, whenever a friend comes to me where their latest business endeavor, I self-select as on the moment coach. I just can’t help it.
What a rare event. Time to spare. Time is one of my precious assets. Time is precious for me because I live a filled life.
The feeling is, we are all (or almost all) limited. Limited by our money, limited by our time, limited by
What is grit? What makes people grittier? And what is the point of grit? It is not about the end point, it is about being satisfied with being unsatisfied.