In her wonderful poem "The summer day", Mary Oliver wrote:
I wrote yesterday about the two pre-European Conference on Positive Psychology (ECPP) workshops I went to on "Positive supervision" and on "Positive relationships". Then in mid-afternoon on Tuesday, the conference proper began. It was heralded by Taiko drummers and a cluster of brief welcoming speeches. Apparently there are 920 people at the conference from about 50 different countries. The country spread is similar, but the numbers are up 50% on the approximately 600 attendees at the 5th ECPP I went to in Copenhagen four years ago.
In the words of Mary Oliver's beautiful poem "The summer day":
"Who will prefer the jingle of jade pendants if he once has heard stone growing in a cliff?" Lao Tzu
"To stand and stare, to watch the rising sun, fills me with such calm happiness, I am sure I have
dwindled away too much time on inessentials." Diana Gault (when dying of cancer)
It's really early, and paradoxically I should be sleeping beautifully because I'm in a comfortable room at the Sligachan Hotel on the Isle of Skye. However I'm not too fussed - acute sleep deprivation may well affect memory consolidation and reduce the risk of posttraumatic stress disorder (PTSD) following trauma. And why the possible PTSD?
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About every three months I meet up with one of my oldest and dearest friends and we spend twenty four hours or so together checking in on how our lives are going and what our plans are - this "work" links to the post "Building willpower: the eight pillars". Our friendship goes back nearly 30 years and we've been doing these check-in's for a decade or so. We know each other pretty well! I'm just back from one of these times and it leads me to think a bit about friendship.
Yesterday, Catero and I celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary with a ceilidh. This is Auld Lang Syne at the end of the party. I'm the loudmouth (on one glass of wine), with dear Catero on my left (to the right in the picture). Laura, precious stepdaughter, is three places to my left and Kieran, precious son, only half shown four places to my right. Celebration and gratitude ... and very relevant to this month's blog post themes of relationships and social networks.
On the 15th March 2010 my dear, precious mother Edie Hawkins died. She was 97 and I'm writing this post ten days later. After the funeral, after the flurry of forms and arrangements and visits and paperwork have quietened down.
I woke early this morning. Thought about her. A sense of her. She was an immensely kind, giving, determined, selfless person. This website wouldn't be here without the influence of her and my father, Jim Hawkins (who died back in 1989) - also such a generous, caring, thoughtful human being.
If you've found anything of value on this site - if it's helped you personally or in your work, please say an inner thank you to Edie and Jim. This website wouldn't be here if it wasn't for them and how they've influenced what I believe in and what I work for.
