Tag: Dayle Rogers
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In A Word–Or Two
There are a few givens that happen when women gather. There will be appreciation of chocolate and a valuing of words. Women tend to share. Our capacity to go deep quickly in conversations can boggle many male minds. The women I’m privileged to work with and alongside this year came together for a…
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Merciless Grief, Glorious Grace
Grief is neither a respecter of people, time or expectations. Its rudeness takes us by surprise; its perseverance feels overwhelming. My dear friend Ellis lost his beloved wife Colleen on October 4. She lost her battle with ALS in the early morning hours, with Ellis sleeping beside her hospice bed. She went quietly–much the…
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Careful–It’s Catching!
My dad was a great one for witticisms in memorable verbal packages. My modern day Mark Twain. Many of those nuggets I attributed to his Texas upbringing. Such as “I’m so hungry my stomach thinks my throat’s been cut.” He got his message across. One he used a lot which was widely popular was “If…
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How Well Do I Know Myself?
We stared at charts and colors, pyramids and ants. Nothing to do with designing or creating anything. Quite the opposite, in fact. More along the lines of personal discovery of who we as a team are as individuals. I’m trained and certified in doing several assessments. I understand the value of them in helping people…
Tip of My Iceberg 