Last night, a beautiful “10-line Tuesday” poem arrived in my e-mail. A new client sent it, I believe because the poem explains how she sees the value of our organizing and coaching collaboration. I can’t wait to talk with her more about the poem.
Before meeting with people, I send some questions to cause reflection, to think deeply about what matters – what one really wants out of the organization. What it will mean, beyond “save time, money and reduce stress.” What it will now allow one to do, to be, or to move on, freely, leaving behind what needs to stay in the last chapter.
In my mind, the poem talks about growth, change and moving on — all reasons people wrestling with life’s changes decide to regroup, reorganize and remember – so that they handle the changes and can move on to their next chapter.
old and new
We have such awe for the caterpillar. Reverence, even, for its slow molting, for the poetry of its transformation. We watch, transfixed, as it wrestles out of what was ` that permeable, earthbound skin ` and catches the first whiff of flight. It`s not that the metaphor is lost on us. We recognize the magnificence and rigor of metamorphosis, the ache and necessity of change. But the turn of our own body we thwart and battle. Our hearts cleave from an outgrown home but we groove claw marks in our wake ` departure like a hostile beast. Perhaps it`s the fulcrum in the see-saw that alarms. That pause between the past waving its farewell and the future opening its palms.