…I have a suspicion that the good advice delivered are hard to implement for many of the sales shy people I talk to. The small business owners, or - with a modern word - the solopreneurs of our time. It’s too hard to relate. Sales feels like voluntarily running in to a brick wall, over and over.
Read MoreI live next to a police station. I see the police men and women hurry off in their cars. Sometimes lights on and sometimes sirens. I’m in the presence of direct action as a response to a call. Something has happened, somewhere in the city.
Read More…even the most stony-hearted can be heard to utter the words, with a far off gaze - to the nothingness of the sky or the nothingness inside:
Life is precious.
Read MoreThe other day I had session with a client that turned in to a perfect learning moment.
We started off as we usually do, and I do with all my clients, by wobbling around for a bit, then settling down, calming our heads and finally dropping down into our hearts and into the present moment.
Read MoreI’ve been famously bad at preparation.
A long time, most of my life really, I thought this was a character flaw. The girl who danced in to situations with nothing on her feet. Careless and carefree, it might have looked to others. Starting (and finishing!) something new in the burning last hour before an event.
Read MoreI love the view outside my window. It’s a busy city intersection next to a small police station. There are cars, trams, busses and people. People going to work, school, restaurants, church and the mosque. I can see a market hall, flowers for sale, joggers, cyklists, skaters and scooters.
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