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Learn
from yesterday,
Live
for today,
Hope
for tomorrow.
A
park bench in Leo Mol Sculpture Gardens, Assiniboine Park, Winnipeg,MB
Inspiration
for this newsletter comes from a workshop I recently co-developed:
How
to Turn Your Worst Customer Into Your Best Customer ? the Five
Master Tools of Customer Service. The five master tools are -
Competence, Confidence, Concern, Communication, Courtesy. As I
was preparing this newsletter I was wondering what the Five master
Tools of Life would be? Creativity, Commitment and Courage came
to mind immediately. What do you think the other two are?
Send
your thoughts to benita@lifematterscoaching.com
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Coach
Approach
by
Benita Stafford-Smith
Creativity
Imagination
is more important than knowledge ? Einstein
In
his book Care of the Soul , Thomas Moore gives us a wonderful
refreshing look at Creativity. He reminds us we do not need to
be a great writer, artist or musician to express creativity in
our lives. He reminds us our creativity shows up in the way we
dress; decorate our homes and offices, even the vehicles we buy.
Stand at a busy downtown intersection and spend some time noticing
creativity. No two people are dressed exactly alike, have exactly
the same hair cut. wear the same footwear or the same jewelry.
Look around your environment, your home and/or your office. What
kind of space have you created? What does it say about you?
Consider
recognizing the creativity you display. Once recognized, consider
enhancing it. What could you do today to further express your
natural creativity? List five things and then develop a plan with
timelines.
Commitment
Great
minds have purposes, other have wishes Anonymous
Commitment
is about the little things we do each day. It all starts with
making a commitment and then executing on that every day. Here's
a beautiful example compliments of an anonymous email.
Several
times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must
come see the daffodils before they are over." I wanted to
go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead
. "I will come next Tuesday," I promised, a little reluctantly,
on her third call. Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still,
I had promised, and so I drove there.
When
I finally walked into Carolyn's house and hugged and greeted my
grandchildren, I said, "Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The
road is invisible in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing
in the world except you and these children that I want to see
bad enough to drive another inch!" My daughter smiled calmly
and said, "We drive in this all the time, Mother." "How
far will we have to drive?" "Just a few blocks,"
Carolyn said. "I'll drive. I'm used to this. It's all right,
Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss
this experience." After about twenty minutes, we turned onto
a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side
of the church, I saw a hand lettered sign that read, " Daffodil
Garden ." We got out of the car and each took a child's hand,
and I followed Carolyn down the pat h. Then, we turned a corner
of the pat h, and I looked up and gasped.
Before
me lay the most glorious sight. It looked as though someone had
taken a great vat of gold and poured it down over the mountain
peak and slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling
pat terns great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, white, lemon
yellow, salmon pink, saffron, and butter yellow. Each different-colored
variety was planted as a group so that it swirled and flowed like
its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of
flowers. "But who has done this?" I asked Carolyn. "It's
just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the
property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed to a well kept
A-frame house that looked small and modest in the midst of all
that glory. We walked up to the house.
On
the patio, we saw a poster, "Answers to the questions I Know
You Are Asking" was the headline. The first answer was a
simple one. "50,000 bulbs," it read. The second answer
was, "One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and
very little brain."
The
third answer was, "Began in 1958."
There
it was, The Daffodil Principle. For me, that moment was a life-changing
experience. I thought of this woman, whom I had never met, who,
more than forty years before, had begun - one bulb at a time -
to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop.
Still, just planting one bulb at a time, year after year, had
changed the world. This unknown woman had forever changed the
world in which she lived. She had created something of indescribable
magnificence, beauty, and inspiration.
The
principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles
of celebration. That is, learning to move toward our goals and
desires one step at a time?often just one baby-step at a time?and
learning to love the doing; learning to use the accumulation of
time. When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments
of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent
things. We can change the world.
"It
makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. ?What might
I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five
or forty years ago and had worked away at it ?one bulb at a time'
through The Daffodil Principle all those years? Just think what
I might have been able to achieve!"
My
daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct
way. "Start tomorrow," she said. It's so pointless to
think of the lost hours of yesterdays. The way to make learning
a lesson of celebration instead of a cause for regret is to only
ask, "How can I put this to use today?"
Courage
There
are powers inside of you which, if you could discover and use,
would make of you everything you ever dreamed or imagined you
could become."~ Orison Swett Marden
Have
you given yourself permission to be as great, as powerful and
as passionate as you really are? What stops you from Stepping
into your Greatness? Is it ? shoulds, coulds and ought tos, -
too old, not smart enough, too ugly, too fat, not enough money,
time, education - the list can go on and on. All these are the
opposite of courage.
Look
to your past victories to help you take the leap forward. Look
to history for examples of men and women who have displayed courage.
Look to present day role models. Most importantly, look deep inside
yourself and draw up the courage that has is waiting there.
Where
in your life do you need to be more courageous? Work, home, family,
relationships, community, volunteering, vacations? Work with a
supportive friend and set a plan of action to start exercising
your courage on a regular basis. The more you use it the easier
it gets. Suddenly that long jump off the cliff turns into a small
step off the curb.
In
a recently article by Frances Moore Lappe ? ?What are you afraid
of?? she tells us that we each have about 66,000 thoughts a day
and that two-thirds of them are fear-based. Those fears come in
two basic forms: fear of the unknown and fear of conflict. She
states that the root of all fear is that we've been forced to
deny who we are. And she brilliantly ends the article with ?Because
when you get right down to it, even the fear of death is nothing
compared to the fear of not having lived authentically and fully.
Check out her book, You Have the Power: Choosing Courage in
a Culture of Fear .
Step
Into Your Greatness today!
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