Some people are afraid of failure. I’ve already said that I’m afraid of mediocrity. But that’s me. Sometimes that fear of failure is so fierce that it is paralyzing. Sometimes, even worse, the fear of failure produces the very thing we fear. I see this a lot in my clients. They want assurances that their […]
Many years ago, I asked Mark, “Where do you go when you sleep?” I was curious. I was thinking of things such as “the soul takes over,” or “your dreams take you away” or some such philosophical waxing. Mark answered, “First I start on my left side. Then I go to my right side. Sometimes
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I want lots of things in my life. Some of them are not in my control, such as growing 6 inches taller. Sigh. But, many of them are in my control. I can get them just by asking for them. I can ask for help, as I’ve suggested several times. Asking for help is a
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Are you afraid of success? Maybe you’re afraid of failure? I’m afraid of being mediocre. Sometimes our fears lead us to not even try. And that’s a shame. Because we can work on all of these fears. Sometimes I have to as, “What’s the worst thing that could happen?” I might fail in public. Well,
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I’ve been exploring adaptability in this blog for several years now, but I haven’t defined it rigorously. I discovered this report: Training Adaptable Leaders: Lessons from Research and Practice, RR1844_Adaptive Ldrs, from the US Army, and I’m slowly digesting it. Here’s how the report defines adaptability: an effective change in response to an altered situation. Well,
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In a comment on Forwards, Backwards, Who Cares?, Sherry noted that she recently started to wear progressive glasses. I’ve been wearing them for more than a decade. So, when I had my first eye exam after my vertigo, my eye doctor wondered if she should take them away. “Why would you do that?” I asked.
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I was sitting on the wall, chatting with Eddie, a colleague, at the Gaylord mega hotel in Nashville. I’m at the Agile 2013 conference. I recognized the female gardener as she walked by and greeted her. She asked if the Eddie, the gentleman sitting next to me was my son. I was nonplussed, surprised, and
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