| 11 Oct |
Career Coaching Tip You Cannot Thrive in Stale SoilBy Susan Whitcomb | No Comments »
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Our surroundings and environment make a world of difference! This picture shows flowers purchased on the same date–the ones in the front were planted within days of purchase; the ones in the back stayed in their original pony-pack (long story, from which I’ll spare you). Two weeks later, you can see a world of difference.
Both sets started out with little to no blooms, like the ones in the back of the picture (honestly, can you count any blooms but one?!). The ones in the foreground were planted in soil that I carefully sifted through, pulled weeds from (yikes, my manicure! why didn’t I wear gloves?), and watered thoroughly before planting. The ones in the background had to stay in their original constricted, plastic packaging.
The result? Obvious. The ones in the better soil are flourishing. The ones in the bad environment grew a bit taller, but didn’t bear any blooms, or “fruit.”
And, of course, it made me think about my own surroundings. Are we sitting in, physically speaking, constrictive spaces that are cluttered and disorganized? Or, on a grander scale, purposefully speaking, are we sitting in spaces that restrict our ability to flourish at work and bring blessing and beauty to others?
It took me all of 15 minutes to plant my woe-be-gone, left-behind flowers. I’ll bet you that in less than a week, they will look as healthy as the rest of them.
What’s the quick fix you could do for your environment today?
- Maybe it’s a simple 15-minute clutter-cleanup or to dump some tolerations.
- Maybe it’s a 15-minute quiet time to revisit where you’re headed and what you want to accomplish in this world.
Let me know what you do with your 15 minutes!
To your significance and success,
Susan
P.S. If you liked this ‘insight moment,’ we’ll be talking about how to create them for your clients at The Academies Virtual Bootcamp ‘Coaching Day,’ coming up November 4th. You can learn more here: The Academies’ Virtual Bootcamp – Join us!
As I looked outside the front window, I saw the complete complement of emergency vehicles: fire truck, ambulance, sheriff’s cars, Fresno PD. My husband and I went out to see what on earth had happened. It turns out that a young man, age 26, was driving down our very quiet, very narrow neighborhood street at 70-80 mph. After running a stop sign some 100 feet before our house, the dip from the intersection that he blew through caused him to lose control of his car. He veered into my next-door neighbor’s beautifully landscaped yard, hitting a 2,000-lb boulder the size of a small car. On impact, he popped that boulder about 20 feet forward (unbelievable), rolled his big Chevy SUV (that’s the underside of the car in the picture), and killed himself instantly.








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