An important threshold crossed

Thresholds are so beautifully perfect… we build up to them – excitement and fear… we are in them (usually briefly) and we emerge… changed somehow gently or dramatically… Last week I crossed an important threshold – I presented at the Women In Leadership program at the AGSM… It was thrilling – I don’t often use that word but it really was thrilling and exhilarating to share the work I have been creating over the last few months… The women were amazing and given the work is out of most people’s usual paradigm, were generous and receptive… Thank you to Rosamund for her belief and trust in me…

if the tiara fits…

One of my archetypes is the Princess… now for those who know me that certainly won’t come as a jaw-dropping surprise… I even have a tiara to prove it… interestingly my physical injuries have a princess-quality about them… on Monday I went for a jog with my trainer – I am a really bad runner and it was cold and not being a gazelle I had this sharp pain in my lower calf… so end of training session and a hobbled home and ignored it… My days are spent in high heels with not a twinge of pain in the calf… finally this morning I stretched flat-footed to retrieve something and jumped in pain… back in high heels, no pain and so I jauntily went off to the physio with an archetypal tale of a princess-like calf injury that allows me to happily perch on heels… unfortunately I have torn my calf muscle and need an ultrasound to find out how bad. In the meantime tiara in hand and stiletto on foot my inner princess continues on her journey…

New melody for new times

I have thankfully forgotten the disorientation of migration – this week I had coffee with a woman, a new(ish) migrant in Sydney, and was struck by how we seek out similarity and find none, the solace of a remembered time elsewhere whilst trying to find a new rhythm in a new place… not easy… the reality is that any change, not just geographical, leaves many of us searching for a internal melody we not only recognise but love.