It’s 5:15 am and already my Slack channels are full of new messages. Clients are wondering how we’re planning to promote an event; our liaison has questions about scheduling upcoming workshops; our photographer has uploaded a batch of photos from the latest shoot; our copywriter has social media she needs...
Without a driving dream, focus, and inspiration, we were just wandering in the woods. After a while, as I determined more about who we were as an organization, I realized that we weren’t in it to provide services. We were coaches, friends, providers of tough love - partners in finding the right direction.
I fight the urge to run, to close myself indoors, where everything is well-lit and warm and peaceful. Instead, I plant my feet and open my hands. I find what scares me, and close my eyes, and invite it in.
It’s early morning, still dark with the land outside not yet in silhouette. In this moment, things look much the same as they did a year ago..