When you’ve got a few minutes unaccounted for: when you’re walking to the bathroom, when you’re waiting for something or someone, when you’re heating up your lunch, what do you do?
What’s on your to-do list?
It was one year ago today that the prompts got released for altMBA23.
Maybe it does get easier for some people to put on the shoes, pick up the paintbrush, start typing, start drawing, start crafting, start composing … but listening to the professionals, there’s every chance that it won’t.
I think we’ve all got a word. An identity we strive towards that we don’t think we deserve to claim.
However loud the voice upstair is, the truth remains: We’re all experts on ourselves. We’re all experts in noticing.
It's presumed that the older we grow, the more we know. But what it's that's not the whole story?
When someone asks me how I am, and I say, “busy”, what am I really saying?
I was walking back to the House after getting my lunch recently and followed an older man down Montreal Street. He was wearing a fluoro jacket, beanie and tough, worn leather boots. The back of his jacket said, ‘Parking Warden’.
Don't forget the power of looking back as an inspiration to keep moving forward.
After spending sixteen years in our modern education system, I picked up a few habits that have not aged well. It wasn’t until I experienced a new way of learning that I figured out I was battling against a long-ingrained practice of staying silent.
I sometimes wonder about my time at school. The older I get, the more shrouded in a strange mist it appears in my mind, with me wondering, ‘Did I really spend twelve years of my life doing that?' PE lessons, projects about the planets, scales, stationary orders, clip tickets, hunting for change for tuckshop lunches, painful “talent” competitions at lunchtime, copying notes from the whiteboard, so many assemblies: I know it served a purpose, but looking back, the repetitiveness of school life seems horrendous. As a student, don’t you remember how hard it was to fathom that one day, you will be old enough to break free from the rules and structure of this institution and get to choose how you wanted to spend your day?
Think about the simple choice to speak up in a group when you’re not fully on board with the way things are heading. Before you choose to open your mouth, what runs through your head?
Whether you are counselling those affected, liaising with police, writing grants, sorting the accounts, organising fundraising events, keeping the social media feeds up to date, meeting with the government or doing the administration that it takes to keep an organisation afloat, I’m really sorry that you have had to “ring-fence” these funds.
Photo borrowed from here. Ever since I was introduced to PostSecret, sitting on my best friend’s bed at university, I was totally captivated. The founder Frank Warren started a simple, safe blog where people were able to send in a secret on a postcard anonymously to his address, and he would scan twenty each week …
You are not alone.
After what happened in our city on Friday, how can we face a week like normal?
How do we qualify the depth of laughter, the full weight of a “thank you”, the catching of our breath in our throat?
A few weeks ago, I had to end a relationship.
We've all got something on high rotation upstairs. What are your tapes playing?
We’re a special type of beast, those of us working in not for profits. When I look around me at people doing what I do, I see exceptionally talented and passionate people who are trying to inch the world forward towards its natural moral arc.
This is the last part of a four-part series on how a few things have recently shifted for me, and how I’ve internalised these new ideas to move forward professionally and personally in 2019
Passing the 30-day mark on my blog - why is that even a milestone?
Instead of asing myself, 'Is this perfect', I'm trying to ask some more helpful questions instead.
This is part three of a four-part series on how a few things have recently shifted for me, and how I’ve internalised these new ideas to move forward professionally and personally in 2019
Something I’m trying to learn the difference between is the act of giving from a space of fear and giving from a space of generosity
As you’ll see throughout this blog, different aspects of my past creep up in different ways and heavily inform what I write about. One of the things that most defined me growing up was my faith. I thought I found God at summer camps and overnight retreats; the hype of hormones and loud music, and …
This is part two of a four-part series on how a few things have recently shifted for me, and how I’ve internalised these new ideas to move forward professionally and personally in 2019
Last year I noticed something about myself.