The morning of New Year's Eve 2017. It's 9.20am. Very little time left (if you're taking a classic calendar view of the world) to reflect on the year. Tomorrow it all changes. We wake to a new year and a forward-facing mindset. So what better day, or time of the day, to scribble down some thoughts on my year and to share some possibilities for how you might view your own year - and the one ahead.
They say (and I believe) that you are what you do consistently. I am not what I dream of being. I am not as bad as I imagine I am. I just am. I just am what I do consistently - and the trick is to achieve self-acceptance.
Long blog - featuring health, guilt, body image, goals, systems, philosophy.
This morning I climbed the Hakarimata summit track alone. To put that in context, I've only done the track about a dozen times in total over the last 12 months so there is no pattern of regular habit here. I have never gone alone before, I normally go with Shawn my husband and once we did it with the kids...very slowly. It's a beautiful track, filled with birdsong and bush. It's nature's gym these days, a well-worn track used by many, many local people pursuing physical goals or simply aiming for the view from the top.
When the business began to keep me consistently busy I made a commitment to donate annually to charity. Last December I made my first donation – a humble $50 to Brainwave Aotearoa Trust. Here's the post. This decision falls out of some introspective work I did in 2016 around my long-term goals – and it also reflects all the learnings I have taken from the hardest (best?) times of my life. Let me explain...
So you've ended up leading a team. You know how you got here, you were complicit, there was an offer and an agreement. This is your first leadership role – perhaps it's paid or perhaps it's not. I've had both kinds of leadership roles, both count. You did make this choice, so how come it is not quite as it seemed? Time has gone by and 'stuff' has started to creep in.
What has happened here?
Yes, I see the irony of typing out a blog when I’m discussing a message about talking to other humans. Give me some grace, let’s see if I can get to where I’m going with this.
Several events over the last week have all spun in their separate planetary orbits, seemingly unconnected. Then the final event joined the swirl and bang, the planets aligned like a string of blindingly bright beads pulled taut between my conscious and the very centre of the universe. A roundabout way of describing an insight, I suppose.