After an extended period of keeping our distance, we can’t help but miss the simple pleasures in life. I miss that sweet feeling of connection when I step through the door of a loved one, being greeted with a warm hug and a friendly smile.

After an extended period of keeping our distance, we can’t help but miss the simple pleasures in life. I miss that sweet feeling of connection when I step through the door of a loved one, being greeted with a warm hug and a friendly smile.
Today my heart breaks for the world. At a time when we are feeling more disconnected than ever, I find it difficult that we are being held apart. I am a hugger, a hand-shaker and I’ve always been fond of how the French greet each other with a kiss on each cheek. And now, two meters is our new normal. It makes me sad.
It had been a long stressful week. I was satisfied with the outcome of the work that I had done, but it was definitely time for some rest. The couch was calling to me; I had a long list of binge-worthy shows just waiting to be watched.
The challenging thing about human beings is that we are utterly complicated creatures. Sometimes we don’t even know ourselves, yet we are expected to operate on a high level in teams with other people who are also trying to figure themselves out.
There have been moments when I feel like I am crumbling inside and unsure what to do next. I try to stand tall and operate from a place of truth and consider what is the decision for the highest good.
It was a day of back-to-back meetings and now we were on the road to our favourite downtown restaurant. I was feeling exhausted, but exhilarated by the day’s events, somehow fueled by the intensity of it all.
The thing I love most about my work is helping companies build culture. When team members feel connected to the business on an emotional level, they are more likely to rise to the occasion when things get tough….
I scurried around Cherry Island in final preparation for our September retreat. We had a full complement of guests arriving with a sunset cruise and a camp fire planned for the evening. There was a slight sprinkling of rain as I looked to the gray skies with fingers crossed. And then the skies opened up…
It started as a peaceful morning. We were staying in a secluded little resort and I woke up early to explore the nature trails. The staff directed me to the small opening in the trees and I was off. I breathed in the mossy scented air, felt the stress melt away and I was instantly in my happy place.
When I was kid we would go on long summer vacations. The whole family would pile into our wood-paneled station wagon and we would head south. Before we hit the highway, my Dad would remind us that we were going on an adventure.