You’re constantly pouring into others – your team, your family, your members, clients, customers, your friends, our community. You’re always filling someone else’s cup. But who is pouring into you? Your ability to perform and please others has gotten you here. But what is this “here” place you’ve arrived at? Is it joy? Is it meaning? Is it peace and freedom? If you’re like me and a lot of the clients I work with, your …
Have you ever walked into the office and felt a tense undercurrent in the air? Gossip, those whispered conversations, speculative rumors, or complaints about others, can be the culprit behind a strained company culture. While it might seem harmless, gossip can erode trust, damage morale, and ultimately hinder productivity. Here are three ways to shut down gossip in your organization and create a more open and collaborative work environment: What other strategies do you use …
One of my yoga teachers is a huge Dave Matthews Band fan. One year, her husband got her front-row tickets to see DMB. Being the wise yogi she is, she spent an afternoon creating a bright, glittery sign that read, “May I meet you, Dave?” As Dave came onto the stage to introduce the opening band, she held up her sign with proud arms, put a bold smile on her face, and communicated her request. …
“How can I help my team increase their self-awareness?” This was the most common question I got while at the CMAA World Conference in Vegas earlier this month. (Well, besides the question: “Have you done anything for fun while in Vegas!?” The answer is yes, btw, I saw Cirque du Soleil’s Michael Jackson One and it was off the charts! People moonwalking up the side wall, zombies dropping down from the ceiling to Thriller, and …
I didn’t take pictures once we officially entered the Bombay slum. I was too focused on trying to step one foot in front of the other to keep moving forward. I volunteered in the favelas of Salvador, Brazil, after college, where inhabitants had built “homes” on stilts in the water. I visited the tiny rural village of Talanga, Honduras, where my brother volunteered for a year. It had only dirt roads and zero hotels or …