Phone isn’t wringing, in-box is empty … is anyone noticing? Does anyone see us, when we are doing our best? Or when we are not?
When we get feedback, we know someone is watching/listening. When we hear nothing at all, everyone who is watching or listening hasn’t gone anywhere.
But they’ve gone quiet.
Case in point: poignant reminder, this one yesterday: a new client assignment. I met with him yesterday. We first met eleven years ago. He seemed ‘possibly flaky’ in a Doc Brown sense. Certainly eccentric. Silence ensured. He would comment on my columns once in a while. While I was in Hawaii I got his note: ‘we should have lunch’. We did yesterday and I’m intrigued …
We wonder when we do good things, when we do ordinary things if anyone will notice – our parents, teachers, neighbours, that girl/boy we think is cute …
Or when we forget things, perform poorly or deliver slowing, things we aren’t proud of – is anyone noticing then? Someone is noticing, noting an opinion – which may never be shared with us, though it may be shared with others.
I’ve heard that cliché – we are what we eat. That one has its place.
Better said: we are what we do
It really has nothing to do with who is watching, does it?
That is why we come factory equipped with conscience.
Another client wrote this morning about my foot-dragging on something. He had been silent and I thought it wasn’t so urgent. It isn’t. But it is important and I let it slide longer than it should have.
OK then, back to work – break is over.
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 3C/37F, sunny/clear and gentle breeze; Gusta found something grimy looking she wouldn’t let go of .. and gobbled it before I could pry open her very strong jaws; longer days are now having such a wonderful mood-altering impact on the start of every day, or maybe my spirits are better because my knee is feeling better every day ...