As you know, I love words and phrases and the way people construct ideas. Sometimes it’s extremely creative, and other times, well, it gives me a nice laugh.
And, I’m back with another set of buzzwords for the workplace.
So, the new terms for today are “Micromoves,” Productive Distraction,” and “Arrival Fallacy.”
Continue reading All the Buzz at Work
Yerba Mansa or the Bear Root
The past few years have held many traumas. Many disintegrations. Many challenges.
A number of failures.
Continue reading Anemopsis Californica
My shadow was short this morning.
I had hit the trail late and the sun was close to being directly overhead.
I should have started earlier, much earlier, because it was already 90 degrees and with 70 percent + humidity, it’s stifling out here. The air is heavy, thick, hard to breathe. Kind of like you’re underwater, but it’s hot water.
More like thick steam.
Continue reading Dragonflies and Catalpas
Well, I’ve been developing this series to try to draw the conversation into to what it means to be “enlightened” or “conscious” in our gender roles. Particularly for men.
I’ve talked about matriarchal versus patriarchal societies, the origins of the buzz word “woke” and cultural appropriation, and Alpha and Beta males. So now comes the easy part. The list.
Lists can be helpful, but they can also over-simplify things. Regardless, in this case, I think it’s important to provide that list, or someone else’s list, to serve as a basis of discussion.
So just what does it mean, or what is it supposed to mean if you are a “Woke Dude?”
Continue reading Being “Woke” Part 4 – What Does It Mean? And Who Cares?
In the past couple of years or so, a small cohort of friends and I have entered into our retirement phases. Retirement from careers, that is, not life. In fact, one might say life begins anew at this time.
We suddenly have time to do the things we want. Of course, we have to figure what those are.
And I was having a discussion with one of those friends yesterday about this very topic because he asked me to read over a article he had written about his experiences and how he is now free of the toxic environment in which he worked. It’s a good piece and I hope he publishes it somewhere.
If you’re a Facebook friend you will have already seen this, but here is the reply I sent him after reading his piece. With a couple of minor edits and spacing added for flow . . .
Continue reading A Moment of Reflection – WTF!
Yesterday, I posed an open-ended question regarding women’s and men’s gender roles and the concepts surrounding modernity’s spin on “re-awakening” in these roles. And the comments have been great and insightful!
But before I travel down that path of personal pontification over what I believe I’m currently witnessing in this regard, I wanted to relay another story. A story about a matriarchal society. And in some ways, I’m not sure it’s accurate to call it that.
Perhaps “balanced” is a better word.
Now I love aboriginal creation stories. Some people refer to these as myths, but I would say no one story is better conceived than any other and we might all learn something if we stop and take a breath once and a while. Open ourselves up to wider perspectives. Expose ourselves to other cultures and different avenues of thought, reasoning, creativity, and belief.
Continue reading Tse’itsi’nako – “Thought Woman” Being Woke – Part 1
So, I’m walking backwards today. I’ve often said I do things backwards in life, in terms of my career growth, progression of tackling various challenges, both mental and physical, etc. But today, I’m applying this to writing a post for the blog.
I usually get some type of thought bubble, stumble upon related materials and then try to link them all together. A draft comes together. I polish and post it. And I enjoy, and learn from, the comments that follow.
Today, I’m going to ask for comments before I write. Yes, the backwards approach.
Continue reading Query
Photo: Part of the Yellowstone River as it winds its way through Hayden Valley.
There is a sort of calm that takes over as twilight turns to night sky.
As the sun sets, the nuclear fuel driving the shifting breezes subsides. The towering tree branches no longer swaying back and forth. Releasing their grips with neighboring limbs. As if some inaudible song had reached the outro of its final chorus and the dancers now return to their seats. Resting their mighty legs for tomorrows gyrations.
Continue reading First Camp
Yesterday, a friend took me out to a conservation area I hadn’t visited before. It was a beautiful Spring day as we drove, and then hiked, deeper and deeper into the woodlands. We emerged from the Midwest Jungle upon a fifteen, or so, acre lake.
As we strolled about, I noticed this wildflower. It was in a small cluster of like flowers, but this small grouping was the only one of its kind along the shore.
I haven’t positively identified yet, but it looked pretty close to a flower called the Great WaterLeaf. And I thought, I like that name, even if it’s not this plant because I see so many wildflowers have been given a name with the first word being “Common.” Like Common Milkweed or Common Dandelion or Common Clover. And I don’t regard any part of Nature as being “Common.”
So whether or not this flower is the Great WaterLeaf, I find it to be “Great.”
Living the in the mundane is definitely a death sentence.
Photo: Hiking in the mountains in the borderlands.
Is writing about writing, writing?
Strange question perhaps, but I think I’ve mentioned somewhere before in a post that writing about the techniques of writing is not the same as “storytelling.” And I really do love storytelling.
Continue reading Debabelization – Our Webs of Words
Lately I’ve read some interesting blogs pointing out just how insignificant we, as humans, are. And I’ve read others about just how meaningful life is. I guess opposites attract 😊
Frankly, I’m torn, because these thought experiments bring me back to another interrelated concept and that is “purpose.”
Just what purpose are we supposed to fulfill? Or, stated another way, why are we here?
Continue reading Soulmass