Along the passage, past the slumbering rather than squeaking ATM, and towards the stairs at the…
Part 1 – A letter written Dear Thembi You were like an old plant sitting contentedly…
“Are you a doctor?” A frown creeps across my forehead. Not a question I’ve ever been…
The room surprisingly quiet. A big room, maybe once two rooms, but now the bigger having…
A time so long awaited. To be, and not to do. To be sitting at a…
A light dancing on the canvas covering of the Seattle Coffee Company. The car park brick…
Language, listening, loving, living and learning: strong stand alone words which hold equal measure of challenge and opportunity; and words which have woven together to form the main threads of my 2014 tapestry.
So I am sitting in my office in my ‘client chair’. What I mean by that is that I have two chairs, one which I sit in and one which my clients sit in. I have chosen to sit in the client chair and am wondering if by doing this, I have invited myself into the place of ‘less knowing’, a place in which people who sit in the chair often find themselves. This raises the obvious question of what the other chair represents.
In the past couple of weeks, I have been exposed to two small things, but two…
I have just returned from Francistown in Botswana where I conducted mutual gains negotiation training for union and management negotiators of a large mine. It is a course I have trained in many different countries on a number of continents, yet peoples’ traditional approaches to and experiences in negotiations are so similar.
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