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January,
2009
U.S.
Library of Congress ISSN 1549-893X
Welcome
to Leadership Hand, a monthly e-newsletter
focusing on the softer side of leadership
to increase your effectiveness more quickly and
enjoyably with bottom-line results.
1.
Coming to Life in a New Way
At
the cottage last summer, my brother Bill rigged the Hobie Cat 18',
a catamaran with a tall black mast and rainbow-colored sails, while
his wife and I watched
... It's the third or fourth in a generation
of Hobies that have sailed forth from our beach.
The first generation
had been an insightful purchase on our father's part: a "hot,
new toy" that my brother, as a young adult, would love. And
it just so happened that toy also meant his son would experience
the joy of the salt water, healthy competition, and friendships
engaging in a shared sport.
There were races -- "race you there!"-- and then there
were races. Like the one held in the late '70s and early '80s from
the point of Shackelford Banks (where the Outer Banks trace the
North Carolina coastline) to Cape Lookout. Sails like these were
always filled with adventure--exhilarating speeds through ocean
swells, through driving sheets of salt spray... The trick was to
achieve the fastest speed without causing a forward pontoon to submarine
into a wave, bringing the boat to a wallowing crawl. The race rules
required a crew member, upon arriving at Cape Lookout, to touch
the lighthouse. What a sight: the strongest runner from among the
crew seeming as if in slow motion running through the deep sand!
A good sail meant a few bruises and usually someone losing an article
of clothing--sunglasses, hat, or even a shoe--and plenty to talk
about upon returning to shore.
As my brother,
his wife, and I set sail last summer, Bill is on the sheets, the
lines that adjust the mainsail and the smaller sail, the jib. I
am on the tiller, which besides steering the boat is the equivalent
of a car's accelerator. His wife is providing the perfect light
ballast essential to keeping us upright and sailing at fastest speed.
There is a relaxing into
a working with the wind, the water,
the boat and this crew. It's still work but it's a different kind
of work where one is right in the middle of the being and doing.
There's plenty of energy for the task at hand and for fullness.
The boat sings her own song when all is trimmed well.
Sailing now,
decades after the speed and exhilaration of sailing in our teens
and early twenties, we bring with us new experiences, new frames
of reference to integrate with and build upon the past. We feel
our strength here and now, creating wisdom from all that has gone
before. It is, in my opinion, the beauty of maturing and coming
to life in a new way, whether leading at work or in the rest of
our lives. We come to life from a centered place--a place of power
and plenty--with a respect for the past, the present, and whatever
time is left to us. Indeed, our lives sing their own song, because
all--the sails that capture the winds of change and growth in our
lives--is trimmed well.
Beth Hand
©
Copyright 2009, Beth Hand.
Beth Hand,
MBA helps leaders and organizations increase their effectiveness
and satisfaction, now and for the future. She can be reached at
(+1) 703.820.8018 or via her website www.leadershiphand.com.
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