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Coaching. It's Such a Great Job!
Aw. Every day, this job is such a joy 😀
And above all, it means I am not needed, for my client has realised her own potential and will continue to thrive on her own. She may come back one day, to go to the next level, but for right now, she's doing so well, and on her way.
After working together for a few months, I like that she's flying solo ✈️
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Kind Leaders Help Everyone
Leadership is not about taking the easy route. It's about being aware of what to do for the best.
Help the quiet ones; the different ones; the thinkers; the excited ones.
The best leaders know how to get the best from everyone in the team, even when they aren't the same as them. That creates a foundation with depth.
#difference #leadership #TheKindLeader #appreciation #understanding #valuing
The What and the How of It
Even when your organisational culture is less than kind, supportive and encouraging, you can set your own standards and create your team microculture within an unsatisfactory world.
It might not be easy. It might require some careful navigation. And when you do this, you will remain in control of what you can control. Your people will be engaged, motivated and appreciate what they can control too - a valuable lesson for their future career.
You have to deliver the 'what' of results in this world s…
What Can You Do?
What one thing could you do for one person to help them develop today? Who would it be? How would you support them?
Jump, But Only When Ready
She watched him holding his hands out to her as he wavered on the top of the tree stump. He wanted to jump. He’d seen his brother jump. Although younger, he was tempted and yet too afraid to take the plunge to the forest floor below. That two-foot-high tree stump looks a lot higher when you are three years old.
His older brother was urging him on, teasing him to jump, just as he had done himself, and yet the smaller child wavered. Tiny white-knuckled fists gripped his mother’s fingers tightly, …