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So, what are you doing with yourself lately?

Time passes. Change happens.  And here I am, in the 9th year of the fourth decade of my life, and I am thinking, what's next.  As a natural born planner and horizon lover, I can't help but wonder what's next. What there is left to do.  It occurs to me that life is a collection of small steps and experiences, challenges, changes, small moments that we forget about and big moments that never quite leave you. Part of moving forward is charting the path of the past, and learning from the journey.
I have chosen 16 years as my time marker.  16 years ago, I began my professional career; 16 years ago, my oldest daughter was nine years old, and my youngest was seven.  16 years ago, I was married for 15 years. 16 years ago, I was 33, lucky 33. 
So here is a list of what I have been up to for the past 16 years.  gone to work every day with a goal to make a differenceworked for 4 CEOs directlyconsulted for 7 CEOsreported to 4 vice presidents been in management for 9 yearswritten well ov…

You are not the boss of me.

Lately I have been pondering the number 50 and what this number means in the lifetime of a woman. I had an Epiphany:  women age in retrospectively and introspectively.  Big words that mean the more we live and understand our context and ourselves, the closer we become to understanding our potential.
Women tend to be thinkers, nurturers, relationship builders and connectors.  We can and do multitask.  We are intuitive, intelligent and insightful. Women tend to be downplayed in society and have since the beginning of time. We have always had to fight for the right to be equal, to be considered, to be at the table. The Women's movement helped in some way, but probably put us back in other ways, because it forced a definition of what it means to be a woman.
I remember when I studied "Women in Politics" in university under Judy Rebick, the former President of the National Action Committee on the Status of Women. The class was dominated by women, and 4 men.  When she asked us …

Soul for Sale

I tried to run and hide. I tried to justify it.  All those years of working my way up the corporate ladder, I told myself, was making a difference. I was building a life for my family, I told myself.
I was building a future.  A some day kind of place where everything would be  . . . easier, more satisfying, justified.
I cut myself thin. I learned to function on 3 hours of sleep. (Seriously. It works like this:  Sleep for 3 hours / night for 3 days and live on adrenalin, and on the fourth day, prepare to crash.)
I told myself someday . . . somebody will appreciate all this. Someday my boss will appreciate me for such dedication. My profession will love to have me at dinners and speaking engagements.
My fashion sense and Beardsley prints were so beautiful and elegant. (I drifted into a Rod Stewart moment, I am back.)
I worked hard to build what I thought was an image, but which turned out to be an amour. My perfectly situationed suits and shoes would make Kim Kardashian proud.
I told my…

4 inch heels in a field of dirt

Last year, my family surprised me with a Mother's Day photo shoot in a field. It was kind of like the beginning of Jesus Christ Superstar, the movie. We hauled an old gold couch that my daughter found at the University, a gold chair, some wall paper, lamps, pillows and cups out to a field just east of Regina. Sara was the artistic director, and Riley Stewart, the photographer.
I love the result, and in fact, I have incorporated the couch, fields and endless sky into the branding of my new company, Lynear Thinking.
But this was more than a photo shoot for me. It was the last time my entire family was together, as my daughters both left home the following summer. It was also the beginning of a new era for our family separated by distance. This open field, blue sky, muddy field photo shoot presented a metaphor for change. It was all about looking to the future, while honoring the past.
The photo shoot also came at a point of eminent change in the lives of all of us.

It was the last …

Les réalisations profondes de 2011

Whether you believe in Karma, God, or the Universe, there are voices that we must listen to and lessons to be learned in this journey of time. 
In 2011, I made a difficult decision to leave my job after finally realizing that I could no longer sustain the situation.  My leaving was not premeditated or planned, nor was it intentional or engineered. It was my decision, however, and it was difficult.
The situation had been eroding for some time, but I told myself it would get better. I even set a time frame: "In 6 months, this will be a bad dream, and things will be better".
I am an extrovert, but this situation sent me inward. It made me afraid and untrusting. I disconnected from friends, family and many activities that I had enjoyed. I stopped going out in public for about four months, while I tried to understand what had happened and how to reconcile the situation. I was devastated by the situation, fearful and speechless. 
As in any type of divorce, we agreed to part with …