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What’s happening now in my outer and inner worlds (above and below the line) (inspired by Derek Sivers and Graham Allcott)

November 2018 No longer a dirty little secret

I've been doing it since 2002. That's when ACEVO (the Association of Chief Executives of Voluntary Organisations) first asked me coach their Chief Executives who were in crisis. This is not just any old crisis but one based on a well founded fear they might lose their job. I've coached many hundreds a struggling CEOs 'until the end of the chapter' when at last they've come through it.

Fear of losing your job presses all the panic buttons: I always thought I was no good, now I know it ... my reputation will be ruined ... I'll have no money .. I'll never get work again ... my life is over This is the kind of panic that dominates your day and wakes you in the dead of night. I know, I've been there.

These crises used to be a dirty little secret, but no more. We're writing a book about it to shine a light into those dark corners to give hope and advice to CEOs who find themselves in that grim place.

I've been thinking about this for a long time, but now this month get2thepoint collaborators Marianne Hartley and Debbie Bennigan and I have have been co-creating a way of telling the story so the world listens. Watch this space.

A winter sabbatical (or is it hibernation?)

I decided a few months ago that I was going to spend the dark days of winter focusing less time 'outside' on work with clients and more time 'inside' with myself. As at the end of this month work with a couple of long-term clients has come to a conclusion. So the time is right.

As well as time for reflection, and gazing into the middle distance, I'm enjoying learning - trying to improve my typing speed with the rather fun Typsey, making full use of Yabla and Memrise to get solidly conversational in Spanish and French to add to my ungrammatically good enough German.

I've been thinking of this for about many decades. Now its time.

Getting going with garlic

I find myself feeling a bit sorry for them. I planted those little cloves of garlic two inches down in the damp and dark at the end of my little garden.

Those who know about these things tell me that's how they like it. Next spring, I'll discover if that's true or if they've died a horrible and lonely death.

Posted on 30-11-2018 at 13:31