The word is: Gather.
Floating up for me To Do.
Yes, I will do that.
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cristy@meximinnesotana.com
Saturday Share – Why do so many incompetent men become leaders? And what can we do about it? — ideas.ted.com
If we want to improve the competence level of people in leadership positions, we need to improve our own competence for judging and selecting them, especially when they are men, says organizational psychologist Tomas Chamorro-Premuzic. Have you ever worked with people who are not as good as they think? This finding won’t come as a…
via Why do so many incompetent men become leaders? And what can we do about it? — ideas.ted.com
This article and video made me think about the nature of leadership. It was hard to disagree with what Dr. Tomas Chamorro-Premuzic says on these points, given my experience working both for leaders who are competent and those who are incompetent. I’ve also worked for competent women leaders and less competent ones.
Since women have had less historical access to traditional power structures, we often need to accomplish things through non-traditional channels. We also don’t typically have as much “time on task” when it comes to developing our leadership “signature” so to speak. Lots of interesting dynamics here.
I’m curious to know what y’all think, if you want to weigh in on your experiences.
Happy weekend, friends!
cristy@meximinnesotana.com
Be the wordless person in the world for a moment (re-post)
***I am working on a separate writing project. I also went back to read some January 2019 posts. My writing can often give me reminders and clues to what I need to do now. So I’m re-posting an edited blog in that spirit.**
I borrowed the above title from a line in a guided meditation. I wish I could remember which one so I can properly attribute it. It reminds me that building more space into my weekly time for reflection and writing my own work is more challenging than I thought. I am seldom the wordless person. I have lots of words. And I share them freely.
When you write “morning pages” in your journal, you are the only one who can give yourself praise for getting your work done. Social media and the clicks and likes can be an addictive little “hit” for affirmation. As a writer, I write every day no matter what. It is like oxygen for me. But I am susceptible to that buzz that comes from others receiving the work well.
I am comforted to know that there is brain chemistry and neurobiology behind this, of course. Those clicks and likes produce a little hit of dopamine in your brain, and because we are social creatures, approval is important to us at a primal level. There is nothing wrong with that. It is very natural. Please have compassion for yourself if you worry sometimes about what other people think. Being part of a tribe or pack was how the mammals of today survived.
As a person who loves words, and who loves the ease of publishing that blogs can offer, it is even harder for me to be the “wordless” person. I joke to my husband that this blog is my little soapbox, so that I can express my ideas freely without subjecting him to all of my opinions. So he is grateful that it exists. 😉
Some days, I am better off going into observer mode rather than writing publicly. It is like meditation, noticing what is going on in my body, and in my mind, while not attaching to it. Emotions come and go, as thoughts do. Ideas float through and sometimes I want to grab a pen. But I sit, and allow things to flow through. My ego-ic mind can be quite impressed with my thoughts sometimes. But my higher self, the watcher, just observes and allows. No thought is better than another, they just are.
Is it challenging to be the wordless person? Heck yeah, more than I ever realized.
Cheers,
cristy@meximinnesotana.com
Sunday haiku – detritus (2 versus)
Accumulation:
Detritus that needs taming
Gathered in corners.
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But I know myself better.
Collections spread here.
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cristy@meximinnesotana.com
Saturday Share – wisdom from Dr. Brene
Forward and back we go
The older I get, the more precious time becomes. We look up in midlife (well around age 45) and say: Wow! How did I get here? Where did the time go?
Or in my case, you say it at 35, 40… and every year. I like to look back to reflect upon my life this time of year, and then also look forward and imagine where I’d like my life to go.
Sometimes life follows the vision I have had in my imagination. Never exactly, of course, but my intuition gives me “clues” about the future now and then. It delights me when these clues turn out to be correct.
Looking back over the decade during my holiday break, I am amazed and pleased with where I am now. Fifteen years ago, I was going through a separation and divorce, and some challenging times. I had confidence that I would figure things out eventually. But I also never predicted many of the successes and challenges that would come my way.
I am filled with gratitude for this beautiful life that’s been granted to me, where my efforts have led to fulfilling experiences. While I know the future will hold challenges, I am beginning to see how all of our life experiences are great teachers. What we learn, especially from hard times, becomes wisdom. What we appreciate continues to grow.
In the next decade, I hope to be even more fully present in my life. I plan to stay open to the possibilities and attentive to those experiences that bring me joy. I intend to fully feel and process my emotions, negative and positive. I will continue to be of service to people and to organizations that appreciate my gifts. And I will always remember what a privilege it is to live this precious life.
What are your intentions for the next decade? Hope you make it a great one!
cristy@meximinnesotana.com
