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Keep Exploring, We Are More … What the 2010 Olympics opening ceremony meant to me

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Light a Candle With Me

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Performance – The Sheer Beauty of It

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Slipping through my fingers

IMG_0166As the summer moves into the fall I am trying to get in as much kayaking as I can before I have to wrap up my boat for another winter.  Last weekend I managed to get out onto the river twice; it was hot and sunny and both times my spirits soared as I paddled along.  Beautiful white swans often escorted me and flocks of Canada Geese flew by, perhaps practicing for their soon-to-take-place journey south.  Kayaking for me is a form of meditation; I leave the outside world behind as I become one with the river (really, truly, that’s what it feels like) and often I listen to music to add another element to my joy.  It doesn’t happen all of the time, but often – as I paddle along – I gain a sense of clarity and awareness that I haven’t had before.  This happened over the weekend.  Let me share it with you.

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Thank you President Obama and President Clinton

Sometimes, living in Canada, it’s just veryUS icon very hard to figure out what goes on south of our border.  I’ve been feeling that way quite a lot lately and it’s truly mystifying … and distressing.  True, I’m not an American although I’ve spent a part of my life living in the US and, since my sister and her family live in California, and Santa Fe, NM is one of my favorite places, I spend a lot of time south of the 49th parallel.  So why am I spending so much time thinking about this?  Because, in the end, I’m pretty sure there’s something I can learn by figuring out what’s going on in the land of the free and the home of the brave.  And in that quest for understanding I want to pause and thank President Bill Clinton and President Barack Obama for the light they’ve recently shed on this confusion and for how they’ve both helped me deepen my understanding of what life’s all about. Continue reading

It’s Labour Day and I’m not going back to school tomorrow!

HappyLaborDay2 Labour Day.  This has always been a momentous day for me because it marks the end of the summer and the beginning of the school year.  It was always the day before something new began, the day before I became something that I hadn’t been before.   Let me go back a few years to the first Labour Day ever, to the first ones I remember, and to what it has come to symbolize in my life even now that I’ve retired.

Since I am, in the end, a teacher, I’ll start with a bit of history about Labour Day.

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Feedback: Breakfast of Champions

feedbackKen Blanchard, one of the most influential leadership experts in the world, said that “feedback is the breakfast of champions”.  Not Wheaties; feedback.  I’ve been thinking a lot about feedback lately because it’s one of the things that I don’t get nearly as often now that I’ve retired as I used to get when I worked.  I know that this is an issue for me because I’ve noticed my response when I check the blog (several times a day) to see how many people have been reading it.  That’s not all though.  When somebody makes a comment a little red flag goes up on my screen and a great big smile crosses my face.  Until I read the paper this morning I’d just attributed this to some insecurity; without feedback of the sort I used to get these are the ways in which my work is “approved” these days.  Okay, you’re right … lots of issues embedded here. Continue reading