People, not parents, struggle to find the time and energy to do the things they know they should. Anyhow, it struck me that there are some things I can (and will!) blame my children for, cheerfully, and some things that I resolve I will not blame them for. I want them to know I can prioritise what's important for my own wellbeing, so that they can learn from me.
I believe the most crucial thing we need to teach digital natives is how to be alone. Every communication technology -- from papyrus to the printing press to Pinterest -- brought us great gifts; they also led us away from earlier frames of mind. And, in the case of the Internet and smartphones, that may leave us with impoverished interior lives.
At the halfway mark of the year, it's a great time to regroup, reconnect, and recharge. This year has been moving at lightning speed and the pace, along with the ubiquitous change, has made for a challenging year so far. I've welcomed the slower pace of summertime this year and I've been reminded yet again that our current ways aren't working.
Since I launched my business, executives have told me that they didn't have the time, money nor inclination to train and promote anyone other than the top 20 percent of their leadership, because that is where they believed their profits came from. Wrong. The negative financial effects of ignoring 80 percent of your workforce are as damaging as they are prevailing.
You don't hate your commute, it's your job. A Statistics Canada survey revealed that workers who disliked their jobs were much more likely to hate their commutes than those who liked their jobs. Our hatred of the morning commute may be driven by our unsatisfactory jobs. Extensive surveys of workers in Canada have revealed that our love-hate relationship with daily commutes is much more nuanced than what we had believed it to be.
Spring is often the time of year when you engage in some spring cleaning; getting rid of what's been stored over the winter that you doubt you will ever use again. What about your mental debris? You know, those limiting beliefs, those skewed expectations, that internal dialogue -- that story -- that is just not serving you any longer.
Europeans, in general, receive more vacation time than us and work less hours than us, but does that mean they are happier or more successful? And what does "more successful" even mean? Recently I read about the proposition in France to turn off work email at 6 p.m., and it made me wonder if that would that even succeed here? And should it?
Work-life balance used to be a straightforward concept: you worked during the day and your evenings and weekends were yours. Today however, mobile technology keeps us constantly connected. In order to promote healthy work-life balance in a wireless world, companies need to create an environment that supports a new model: work-life integration.
Part of me questions how that pays the bills, or pays off the debt you've incurred in getting these qualifications? What I would advocate is not locking yourself into a career or job, finding you don't like it, and thinking this is forever. You need to explore what is out there and not feel trapped. Plus with maturity comes clarity.
Life on the fast lane takes its toll. I am so used to going at high speed, that to amble along in the slow lane is challenging. But as you whiz along, you miss out. You miss seeing the natural beauty around you. You miss socializing with friends, or just being on your own, with time to reflect and catch your breath.
When did the term "working mom" come into the popular vernacular? I cannot, for the life of me, figure out why any woman with a job and children would describe herself as a working mom. My husband is a wonderful father, and great business leader, however, he does not refer to himself as a working dad. In fact, I don't know one man who works while raising a family and calls himself a working dad. So why do we?
"Balance" suggests that women's role is to straddle both carefully ensuring that each side stays perfectly equal to one another. Am I the only one that pictures a teter totor (never, thought I'd have to put that word in print, let along look up the spelling), with a laptop and note book on one end and screaming children on the other?