As I watch Justin Trudeau make his first steps as the new Prime Minister of Canada, I reflect on criticisms leveled at him during the campaign regarding his inexperience. His opponents tried to highlight this by running a campaign theme “Justin? He’s just not ready”.
When Kyle Stewart moved from Jamaica to Canada he had a dream of playing soccer for Ryerson University. This video chronicles his long, difficult journey to achieve his dream – and the lessons his coach learned about selecting the best players for his team.
I don’t cry easily but Miami Airport had me at the point of tears, tantrum, tempest or all three. Immigration and Customs were a maze of misdirection and wrong, conflicting information. I felt like I had picked the Chance card in Monopoly – “Go Directly to Jail; Do not Pass Go.”
The group of 10 senior leaders I have been facilitating in Trinidad in a series of planning workshops over the last 2 months was different in our final workshop. In prior workshops they were focused, relaxed, participated fully with no distractions and were disciplined in the use of their cell phones. This time the energy was different.
“Cheerleader” – the song of summer 2015! This surprise hit by a little-known Jamaican singer named Omi (real name: Omar Samuel Pasley) has been scooting up the charts like Donald Trump’s ratings.
I am having a delightful time facilitating a client on their Blue Ocean Strategy exploration. Working with the leadership team over the past few weeks, I appreciate even more that the most important and powerful “tool” on this innovation journey is their mindset.
It’s summer in the northern hemisphere and our thoughts turn to the beach. With great anticipation of a lovely day, we pack our beach bags, prepare our picnic and herd our family and friends into the car. What would we do if when we got to the beach the water was red, turbulent and teeming with people?
I have seen many Bosses From Hell (BFH) in decades of management, consulting and coaching (I just really hope I haven’t ever been one!) I have heard about enough of them and their antics to believe that their behaviour does not happen by chance.
“This is what I do for a living and a loving,” I said as I introduced myself as the workshop facilitator. I paused as if a bird had stopped mid-flight to consider the miracle of its defiance of gravity. The words had flowed without conscious thought from somewhere deep within me.