Could be long awaited vacation, big platform keynote presentation, special occasion meal, celebration party or getting together just ’cuz.
Pick any spot on your calendar – then plan something.
Count those months, weeks or days.
From distance, so remote, so far away. Soon, time is up. Never too late to plan something.
Never too soon either.
Before you realize, that reservoir of opportunity has diminished to enough days to count on fingers. Evaporation of time, like geyser steams, predictable like clockwork, evaporates so fast you can’t capture it …
Lately I’ve been reconnecting with people I know, knew and some I’ve always wanted to know, and to know better.
This process of, whatever it might be called, is one I am thrilled with. While it is part of some training I took, a course and some great coaching – it has become more part of me than I imagined, more part of who I am than daily ritual (though it is part of that too), more part of who I could have been all along. Better person, better friend, better customer, better servant, better …
Better at many things.
It isn’t too late. In some moments, it feels more like just in time.
I used to know more.
I used to know better.
Now I realize how little I really understood people, and to a large degree, myself. I do better. Not perfect, but better. Better at being who I am, better at knowing myself and most of this has flowed from being (trying) better for others, to others and about others.
column written/ published from Calgary
morning walk: 4C/40F, light cloud, spectacular sunrise (return to standard time will give us some well-lit mornings for a while. Gusta enjoying the crunch on that receding snow-blanket, I’m enjoying thoughts of walking on a beach … counting down the days!