I think I am somewhere between “fear” and “threat” according to John Fisher’s personal transition curve. And both of those stages on the transition curve are supercharged with flashes of anger. It is good to know that my emotional state of dysfunction is functional, or at least normal. What is causing this emotional upheaval? read more
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I was thinking this week about what it’s like to let go of life. A morbid thought, but an appropriate one based on what is happening in my extended family right now. My Uncle ended his battle this week with cancer, and he fought hard with both grace and dignity. I heard about his fight to beat the odds from my Dad who is naturally devastated by the loss of his younger brother. My Uncle Tony and his wife will be married fifty years in December, and my Dad said that Tony kept holding out hope that he could dance read more
I found the coolest word ever, fresh from a recent catalog I got in the mail from the company that I order Myers Briggs Assessments from. The word is sequinox, and it means the inexorable sequence of transformation from one season to another, or the art and science of transition management. When I went to see if I could find this compelling word in the dictionary, out fell a perfect maple leaf that I had admired and pressed for safekeeping some autumn long-ago. I sat looking at the leaf, with its not-as-brilliant read more