A note from Boss Lady, Spring edition
Last month, I wrote to you about the excitement and terror of trying new things and how this manifests in our work creating gatherings with and for clients. This month, I’m reflecting a lot on the passing of time, especially as the blooms are popping in both California and the DC area.
I find Spring each year to be almost as full of reflection as the end of the year; as we come out of the darkness of winter and move into the light, we’re able to see the work that we’ve been doing and nature has been doing come into full technicolor. It’s a good reminder that incremental movement can lead to monumental changes…over time.
Sun! Flowers! Leaving the house without a scarf and gloves! Clothes we forgot we had! How exhilarating!
Sneezing, working too late because the sun hasn’t set, and spending a lot of time traveling for events, family visits, and the like. How disorienting.
The technicolor promise of a new, great idea is exhilarating. But when you start to breathe it in, and live it and try to bring it to life…whew that can be disorienting. When you’re approaching a new season in your work, here are some of the tools I use to keep myself–and my clients–grounded:
Use the quiet, “dark winter” time to do your intention and goal setting for the year. Come back to those goals at the end of each quarter. Do you still have the same enthusiasm for all of them? Did you celebrate the ones you’ve accomplished?
Edit, edit, edit. One of my favorite yoga teachers gifted me this wisdom, “I know you can do more…but can you do less?”
Take a minute to remember your tools and skills! Like those clothes you packed away for winter, what are some resources you keep in your back pocket? This is a great time to reconnect with the people, places and things that keep YOU feeling exhilarated.
Spend time with friends and loved ones who truly know you and will celebrate you no matter what. Talk about work or don’t. Laugh until your sides hurt.
Thanks for reading, and for supporting the team here.
With gratitude,
Tricia