For the last several days, I’ve been living in DetailLand. Unlike DisneyLand, where everything is fun and thrilling, DetailLand is more like my own personal hell. Nothing fun and thrilling about having to read my book for the fiftieth time – checking every single word to make sure each period, space, spelling, comma, verb tense, […]
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The cold showers got to me this week. It’s mid-February, so freezing water coming out of the tap is to be expected. Let me tell you, the water is really, really cold right now. However, this week was almost unbearable in a way that taking cold showers had never been unbearable before. Something else was
Several years ago, someone wrote a comment on one of my Linkedin posts that made a strong point and then said “So which side is it Lynn? You have a to pick a side.” I don’t even remember the issue. What I do remember was that the comment annoyed me. It wasn’t an either/or issue.
Originally Posted August 2017 I use the f-word pretty freely now, although there was a time in my corporate life when I discovered that the f-word must not be uttered out loud. It happened in a project meeting. In the back of my mind I had recently joined a club. The name of my imaginary
As we come up to the end of one of the weirdest years ever, I’ve been reflecting on the good, the bad and ugly of the year.
Back in March, I wrote a post called Rough Waters Make Good Sailors. We were such innocents in March. This new thing call a pandemic was just beginning. We were going into shutdowns that were believed to solve the problem if only we would shelter in place for a few weeks. Surely this would all be over by summer, right?
As I watched all kinds of fun plans melt off of my calendar, I wondered what I could still do. In the spring, I was just taking up sculling on the lake. Would that be allowed? How about riding horses? Water skiing? Hiking?
As we come up to the end of one of the weirdest years ever, I’ve been reflecting on the good, the bad and ugly of the year.
Back in March, I wrote a post called Rough Waters Make Good Sailors. We were such innocents in March. This new thing call a pandemic was just beginning. We were going into shutdowns that were believed to solve the problem if only we would shelter in place for a few weeks. Surely this would all be over by summer, right?
As I watched all kinds of fun plans melt off of my calendar, I wondered what I could still do. In the spring, I was just taking up sculling on the lake. Would that be allowed? How about riding horses? Water skiing? Hiking?
A few weeks ago, I made my first long trip since the virus lockdowns. It was time to sell my Dad’s prized car collection and the entire family was getting together to celebrate and commiserate. While in town, I went over to the garage where he had kept his collection. The “car shack” now houses
Scrolling through pictures on my phone recently, I ran across photos of a long-forgotten brainstorming session on the whiteboard in my retreat center. These words jumped out at me: Knowledge Free Application Priceless Knowing how to do something and actually doing it are worlds apart. When I watched the movie Ghost all those years ago,
Note: Today I’m sharing an excerpt from a book I’m writing titled Dancing the Tightrope. My first time to have a coach happened through the back door. The company did not offer it; in this case, I had found her through a series of serendipitous events. Since I was hiring her, my interests and hers