[A confession: This entry was originally drafted on August 5. Now, 2 weeks later, I have found and finished it and am sharing it with you despite its lack of sequence!]
A new day has dawned and I am in the midst of this one week between Poland and California. I know myself well enough to know that rest is a requirement for me this week. I'm not a seasoned traveler. And both of these experiences are filled with shift and change, learning and growth of the kind that requires it to “sink in”.
But I am a “do-er”!
Continue reading “Staying”
What's that? Torn … between writing because I think I have something to share with you … and reading because there is so very much to learn! And with each paragraph in the latest leadership book I am reading, there is an idea that's worth incorporating into my life.
So, what's a woman to do?
Continue reading “Torn”
Why am I surprised? Okay, Iâ€™m not. But it is truly amazing how life works, how we are cared for, provided for, held in safety, if we but open to it.
I am in Chicago, at Oâ€™Hare airport, on my way to California for the third of four leadership retreats. [Update here. I am now in Phoenix where I have Internet to post this morning's writing!] With a long travel day ahead of me, I brought plenty to â€œdoâ€ on planes and in airports. I boarded the plane at 5:45 am in Appleton and took out my journal. Then, my seat mate arrived.
A young woman, very polite, sat down and invested herself in her Blackberry. I wrote.
Continue reading “It Happened Again”
I have arrived at Monday and the return to “real life”. So the challenge begins: How do I remain present to each moment in the midst of work and to-do's and busyness? I must admit that after some very vivid dreams just before waking, my mind immediately went to planning the day, the week, my life! Slow down, Jeanne!
Continue reading “Photos and Presence”
Okay, not an original title! But, it is fitting and it feels right to round out my experience by sharing with you what it has been like for me in the last 30 hours. How do I bring the learning from this trip into my every day moments? Are there really “every day moments”? Somehow I hear in that phrase the word, “ordinary”. Okay, it isn't there. And, I'd like to move forward believing there are no “ordinary” moments, no “ordinary” encounters, no “ordinary” connections with people.
Continue reading “The Homecoming”