Last weekend I visited my mum. She had just turned 69 and we wanted to celebrate. She looks brilliant. Glowing face, happy smile, softly coloured hair highlighting the healthy tan she gets from her regular time in the garden. Yet, she also told me something that scared the heck out of me.
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Unproductive
In the run-up to my sabbatical I thought I was going to dive straight into learning about my new topic of interest. I had even already enrolled in a course covering that very same topic. Yet, the start of the course was postponed from July to September. “Unfortunately”, I first thought. From hindsight, this was a blessing in disguise.
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I’m no longer a diplomat. Nor a civil servant. As of today, I’m just myself. No job, no income, no title. I cut very thick old ties that, in a not so distant past, I sometimes felt I’d never be able to cut. But I did.
Sneaky habits (III)
The other day was graduation day. I graduated from thirty days of juicing. Proper. I’d started building this habit about a month ago, using a different approach than normal. Instead of forcing change onto myself, too much of it at once usually, I took a more incremental, more gentle approach. And it worked.
Credits
Do you watch the credits once the movie has ended? It’s an old art, an old-fashioned thing to do. I kind of like it. It allows me to feel the aftermath of what I have just watched and felt. And sometimes, rarely, the credits are more than just credits. They are little pearls.
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