I miss the contact in person.
But 2x I was watching some “news” live and I grabbed my phone and dialed up my friend Friday’s blogger calls “handsome Tony” and we shared a laugh because we both knew the why of what unfolded even before reporters and talking heads explained much later and the next day.

You are becoming a true Blogger. Well done and thanks!

The Redhead Princess Warrior gets philosophical! I love it :)

Deep. I realize now how much I enjoy being away from my computer, which makes sense since I am in outside sales and tend to visit my clients. But I have adapted and learned to force a few breaks here and there and rest my eyes. Quiet space is another thing. I never liked the cubical arrangement at the office where i can hear others talk on the phone or to each other. But being at home with wife and son has brought into place a new stress of interruption and you can't snap at them like you might a noisy co-worker.... Maybe I do need to stop and smell the roses a bit more.

Beautiful observations. Yes. Gratitude and presence are themes for me. Listening deeply in a way I didn’t when we were all moving so quickly, to students, clients, family and friends. And to myself as well.
Incidentally, if you are interested in Tribes, You might like the book “Smart Tribes” by Christine Comoford. It’s based on the psychology of Maslow and how we function at work. Great post!

Yesssss…..When the busy is removed, who we are, shines through.

It is a slow day in the small Saskatchewan town of Pumphandle, and streets are deserted.

Times are tough, everybody is in debt, and everybody is living on credit.

A tourist visiting the area drives through town, stops at the motel, and lays a $100 bill on the desk saying he wants to inspect the rooms upstairs to pick one for the night.

As soon as he walks upstairs, the motel owner grabs the bill and runs next door to pay his debt to the butcher.

The butcher takes the $100 and runs down the street to retire his debt to the pig farmer.

The pig farmer takes the $100 and heads off to pay his bill to his supplier, the Co-op.

The guy at the Co-op takes the $100 and runs to pay his debt to the local prostitute, who has also been facing hard times and has had to offer her "services" on credit.

The hooker rushes to the hotel and pays off her room bill with the hotel owner.

The hotel proprietorthen places the $100 back on the counter so the traveler will not suspect anything.

At that moment the traveler comes down the stairs, states that the rooms are not satisfactory, picks up the $100 bill and leaves.

No one produced anything. No one earned anything. However, the whole town is now out of debt and now looks to the future with a lot more optimism.


Hollander Sends

I consider this ‘The Perfect Storm’ to hide out and catch-up with myself. Almost like being marooned in a desert island but my island has a wonderful musician husband , a well stocked fridge, plasma TV, a library and Steinway, WiFi service, Amazon, Fresh Direct, and TIME...to think, meditate, journal, reconnect with family and friends (no phones please) in between servicing clients, industry webinars and a proliferation of ZOOM mtgs. Then there’s NOVA, Nature with Sir David Attenborough (HEAVEN), oh... and watching the pandemic unfold with all its horrors but also its testament to our humanity. Not exactly a monastery. There is one fly in the scenario — four times a week I must drive my husband to and from dialysis, a known risk population. We are armored with gloves, N95 masks, various anti-virals and sanitizers and prayers.

Oh my goodness....You, my dear, are a warrior. A fellow kindred spirit. Be well in your journeys...all of them. Metaphorically and physically.