Accompanied with stunned look and all.
Accompanied with stunned look and all.
A bit of hump day inspiration. Time to get after it!
Make sure they understand the “Why” or…you may realize same outcome.
Simon Sinek: “People don’t buy what you do; they buy why you do it. And if you talk about what you believe, you will attract those who believe what you believe…But very, very few people or organizations know why they do what they do. And by “why” I don’t mean “to make a profit.” That’s a result. It’s always a result. By “why,” I mean: What’s your purpose? What’s your cause? What’s your belief? Why does your organization exist? Why do you get out of bed in the morning? And why should anyone care? Well, as a result, the way we think, the way we act, the way we communicate is from the outside in. It’s obvious. We go from the clearest thing to the fuzziest thing. But the inspired leaders and the inspired organizations – regardless of their size, regardless of their industry – all think, act and communicate from the inside out…I always say that, you know, if you hire people just because they can do a job, they’ll work for your money, but if you hire people who believe what you believe, they’ll work for you with blood and sweat and tears.”
Simon Sinek, 39, is the author of the best seller: Start With Why: How Great Leaders Inspire Everyone to Take Action. He popularized the concept of the Golden Circle (‘Why’ first. Then ‘How’. Then ‘What’.)
Source: Thank you OCD: Obsessive Corgi Disorder
…Or, something else. (Be patient and wait for the prize…)
Source: Thank you Susan via The Meta Picture
Good Wednesday morning. Here are my selections of the inspiring posts of the week:
Olive @ Olivethepeople with her post titled The Subway Samaritan: “…He was crazy. At least I thought so. At least at first. You see…“
Tina @ Practical Practice Management with her post titled Who Made an Impact on You. I’ve read similar iterations of this thought but it never seems to get old and always seems to leave me in wonder. “Name three friends who helped you through a difficult time…“
Sedone @ Getting Better, Man. with his post titled Giving Happiness a Helping Hand aka Beware the Silent H*. “I’m dedicated to giving happiness a helping hand, although sometimes I want to give it the finger…And don’t miss the short video.
Good Wednesday morning. All of my inspiring posts of the week come from a single source. Thank you Sandy Sue for pointing me to Peg-o-leg’s Ramblings who has started a series of guest posts called “Should Have Been Freshly Pressed.” Peg awards the bloggers a “Freshly Pegged Award.” Here’s some samplings:
Life In The Boomer Lane with her guest post titled Why I’d Rather Be 65 Than 5, 15, 25, 35, 45, or 55: I hate that my body moves more slowly than it used to, that when I roll over in bed, my back hurts, that sex is accomplished in mostly one position, that photos of myself scare me, that I can no longer run up and down the stairs or sit in a pretzel position on the floor or reach way under the bed to grab something. I hate that reaching way down into the crib to pick up my grandson must be planned like a military operation . I hate that my memory fails at the oddest times, that I am beginning to lose a grip on pop culture, that I think a lot about being home in bed with a book when I am out in the evening. I hate that people in charge can look younger than my children…” Great post. Read more here.’
Misty @ Misty’s Laws with her guest post titled The Last Straw…To My Heart. “I have an admirer. I am being wooed on a daily basis. I see him almost every day and he gives me what I so desperately need. He satisfies my cravings and soothes the beast within. He gives me the ability to face the day. He provides me with the fix that I need before I can function every morning. He is . . . the drive-thru guy at my Dunkin Donuts...” Read more here. [Read more...]
Good Wednesday morning. Here’s my selection of inspiring posts of the week.
“We must be silent before we can listen. We must listen before we can learn. We must learn before we can prepare. We must prepare before we can serve. We must serve before we can lead.”
“Mohammad Azmi, a 55-year-old former contractor, has dedicated his life to rescuing stray dogs and cats, despite living in a country (Malaysia) where dogs are considered taboo and filthy…However for Mohammad Azmi, who is fondly known as Pak Mie, his love for these animals is unconditional, as he, with the help from his wife, splurge their savings on the stray animals by providing a shelter, food and medication on daily basis, apart getting donations from concerned citizens… This also means that they have to lead a simple life; so simple that they sleep in the car parked outside the shelter that they built just to make sure that no one harms the animals during the night. Although Pak Mie knows that he will never get anything in return by sacrificing his normal life, he is hopeful that he will continue to do so until his last breath.”
The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.
~ Mahatma Gandhi
Source: videohall. Related Posts:
Jamynne Bowles’ English bulldog is deaf but is groovin’ squarely on beat to the melody. His pal, on the other hands, just ain’t feelin’ it.
Good morning and Merry Christmas! As I was getting up this morning, I crossed paths with the kids who were just going to bed. Instead of the kids hovering around the tree at 5am waiting for Mom and Dad to get up, there was Zeke…locked in on his Christmas stocking. (Of course, Zeke has to have his own stocking. Of course it’s monogrammed with his name.) Our bird hunting dog won’t hunt birds, he won’t retrieve tennis balls, he’s scared of cats and the dark, but that nose knows precisely where his treats are. He wouldn’t break his stare for the first photo. And after telling him that he had to wait for Rachel and Eric to get up before he could get at his stocking, his shoulders slumped, he dropped to the floor and cried “no fair.”
So, Zeke and I played loops of Sean Quiqley’s Little Drummer Boy at a HIGH decibel level. Hoping that the kids would eventually roll out of bed and we can get this party rollin’.
↓ Click For Audio (“Snowstorm 1814” by Shady Bard From the Album “First The Winter“)
Sources: Date/time start of winter. The Farmers Almanac. Sources & Credits for these photo shares (and many other winter photos) can be accessed with a Tumblr account @ dkwinter. Yes, that is our Zeke – in the third photo – his first winter – with snow on his nose.
And here’s the video, LOVED THIS…
Source: The Meta Picture
Many ask: What are the secrets of success? I say:
This little guy is a quick study. He nabs all three in one. 24 seconds of guaranteed smile. And if I could silence the play-by-play, I would…:)
Source: Thank you Rachel for sharing.
1 minute clip. I’m confident that this clip, paired with Queen’s “You’re My Best Friend“, will put you in the right frame of mind to kick off your day.
Proper form for a deep knee bend:
Something so simple. Yet, so true. Yes, it takes time. Yes, an introvert would need to leave the safety of their comfort zone. Making a human connection. I care. You matter. Need to work up to top of the ladder. See full and worthy post from The Chief Happiness Officer:
“Please do not underestimate the effect of something as simple as saying good morning at work. Studies show that when you have a good start to your work day, you’ll typically have a good day. Here’s our easiest and best tip for kicking your work day off with happiness: The Level 5 Good Morning. We call it that because there are several approaches to saying good morning at work:
At what level are the typical good mornings in your workplace? And what would happen if you took it to level 5?”
Even a dog can learn to do it for Pete’s sake…
un·be·liev·a·ble/ˌənbəˈlēvəbəl/: So great or extreme as to be difficult to believe; extraordinary
“After being abandoned by her mother, a baby fawn, Pippin, was adopted by a Great Dane, Kate, and they have been best friends ever since. Kate’s owner Isobel Springett describes the uniqueness of their relationship: “When they greet each other, I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s not a deer greeting a deer. It’s not a dog greeting a dog. It’s definitely something that they have between the two of them.”
Time for guaranteed smile…Tugger is an 8-month labrador puppy. Here’s Tugger vs. Doorstop. Don’t you just want to give this little guy a hug?!
Has your work week been like this? Guaranteed 30 seconds of smile.
Good Wednesday morning. Here’s kicking off hump day with inspiring posts of the week from my favorite bloggers (including a “professional blogger’s” post this week).
Ioanna @ life portOfolio with her post Hate Words. “Take a moment and think. Your phone rings, at the end of the line is a loved one…“Hey sweetie, my test results are out…” The rest of the phone call can be guessed…Yes, you lose ground under your feet…“
Seth Segall @ The Existential Buddhist with his post: Does All This Sitting Get Us Somewhere? “Novice meditators often ask “will all this sitting get me somewhere?” By “somewhere” they mean somewhere else than where their sitting currently gets them — countless cushion-hours accompanied by states of desire, aversion, judgment, pain, boredom, torpor, fantasy, reminiscence, doubt, planning, philosophizing — and, yes — moments of presence and clarity…We marinate in life and are cooked by it. It’s a process that happens, not something we accomplish. We didn’t build that. Things shift. We tire of hanging onto things. We cease repeating old mistakes. We laugh at ourselves. We open and soften. We come alive…
By “somewhere else” they mean their fantasy of whatever-it-was the Buddha experienced at the moment of his Enlightenment. They wonder whether they will ever have an experience like the Buddha’s…The answer is “no.” The Buddha’s experience was his own. Ours is ours. But sitting isn’t about having a spiritual experience. It’s about living a spiritual life. Sitting isn’t where the miracle occurs. Our life is the miracle. Sitting is the mirror. It’s the pot we’re cooked in.” [Read more...]
We were overdue for a Zeke post.
That’s our Zeke on the right. He’ll be five years old in December. That’s Ralph on the left. Ralph is two and he’s Zeke’s “BFF.”
They are both Vizslas but Ralph comes from Hungarian lineage – bigger boned, bigger paws and carrying the squared off handsome look of Sean Connery.
Ralph is not much of a swimmer but he gobbles up a whole lot of earth in a hurry. Zeke, ever the optimizer, can’t catch Ralph in a dead heat and cuts corners to run Ralph down.
They walk together 3-4x a week and have become a common sight around our neighborhood. Despite his size advantage, Ralph is deferential to his adopted “older brother.” He greets Zeke with kisses each time he comes over for his walk.
These two keep a smile on my face long after they are gone for their walk – Mother Nature power washing me with her warmth, her beauty and wave upon wave of dog happiness.
Good Sunday morning…
Photo Credit: Thank you Susan.
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Good Wednesday morning. Here’s kicking off hump day with several inspiring posts of the week from my favorite bloggers followed by Awards nominations. KILLER POSTS this week…
It happened in a blink of an eye. More than 25 years ago. My collegiate hockey career, for what it was, was long behind me. This was a pick-up game. A lazy Saturday afternoon. I should have been watching the Michigan Wolverines on the tube. Yet, if you know a hockey player, you can’t take the game out of the player. (If one could only roll the tape back and bend the story a wee bit.)
It begins and ends with coolness – Real Men don’t wear face masks. Right.
I could hear the defender chasing me from behind – his skate blades cutting the ice. (Swoosh right. Swoosh left. Swoosh right. Swoosh left. All moving in slow motion now.) He was closing in.
I went down. Fellow player, Doc Lovell, bent over and said “Lay still Dave.” I shouted back: “WIPE THE SWEAT FROM MY EYES, DOC.”
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Porter is 3 months old.
“They say a dog is a man’s best friend, but to John Unger, a Wisconsin resident, his dog, Schoep, means everything. Unger adopted Schoep as a 8-month old puppy and the two have been together ever since. Now, at 19 years old, Schoep has arthritis and has trouble sleeping…Unger found that water is therapeutic for his pained buddy, so he takes Schoep into Lake Superior and lulls him to sleep…Schoep trusting John so much he falls asleep in the buoyancy of the water which soothes his arthritic bones.”
And more background at this YouTube video clip.
Bet this makes you smile and keeps you smiling. Happy Friday…
Good Sunday Morning.
The short clip reminded me of the Sunday mornings (rain, shine, bitter cold or snow) that we’d take Zeke to the dog park to play with his friends. The video is paired with happy music. Bet you dinner you smile at least once and your heart warms at least one degree. (Easy Money!)
Good Sunday Morning.
We’re opening Hump Day with a short two minute clip shared with me by Lori @ Donna & Diablo called The Future Is Ours. “We truly live in a extraordinary time…we forget this.” (Thank you Lori!) And then on to my inspiring posts of the week…
Rob Firchau @ The Hammock Papers, a 5th grade teacher, who is a fountain of inspirational posts and profound shares including this Abraham Lincoln quote that I’d never heard before that he calls Teach: “…Teach (your son) him that for every enemy there is a friend…teach him if you can, that a dollar earned is of far more value than five found…Teach him the secret of quiet laughter. Let him learn early that bullies are easiest to lick. Teach him, if you can, the wonder of books…but also give him quiet time to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun and flowers on a green hillside. In school, teach him it is far more honorable to fail than to cheat. Teach him to have faith in his own ideas, even if everyone tells him they are wrong. Teach him to be gentle with [gentle] people and tough with the tough… (Read the rest of this quote @ Teach)
We’re opening Hump Day with a short one minute clip about Pandas. (Now who doesn’t just love Panda cubs.) And then on to my inspiring posts of the week…
From Baltimore, MD, George Amoss Jr. @ The Post Modern Quaker with his post: The Zen of Quakerism. “If, when I’m feeling a little playful, someone were to ask me to summarize Quakerism in a sentence or two, I might say this: You have a heart. Use it.”
Thinking too @#$%^&* Much…
I got off to a late start this morning. Reading posts. Watching videos. (Now, in addition to these cat videos that I can’t seem to stop watching, I’m watching Mimi’s and LaDona’s video posts – they’ve figured out how to post videos – watch out world, these ladies are Game On.)
It’s hot. (Cursing that I got off to a late start. Maybe I can go half-way today. Oh, here we go again. Rationalizing away my exercise before I’ve even started. You are sad sack, Pal.)
Today’s theme: I see. (I think.) (Too much.)