If I’m going to have hope, I’m going to have to learn to endure disappointment.
Sharon Weil, ChangeAbility: How Artists, Activists, and Awakeners Navigate Change
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If I’m going to have hope, I’m going to have to learn to endure disappointment.
Sharon Weil, ChangeAbility: How Artists, Activists, and Awakeners Navigate Change
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Changeability - Managing & Leading Constant Change
Changeability – Managing & Leading Constant Change
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Develop your ability to recognise when you need to instigate a change, how to best manage and communicate the change.
When we want to effect a change, we need to bear in mind the complexity of what we are facing. Changeability looks at personal and project management, communication, and…
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When you look at the colourful sky through the window and how it shines it reminds you then an unfinished verse about changeability of life
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Methodos Red Week verso il Monte Bianco
Methodos Red Week verso il Monte Bianco
In Italia anche le aziende viaggiano a diversa velocità, troviamo quelle che usano Mac, ma pensano di essere nel 1950; quelle che sono tutta efficienza e fredde come un ghiacciolo, oppure i virtuosi che la coltivano come se fosse il proprio prato all’inglese. Già, perché i collaboratori, se sono motivati e felici del proprio lavoro, fanno solo il bene dell’azienda.
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When I heard you cry I followed you, and saw you put down your handkerchief, screwed up, with its rage, with its hate, knotted in it. But soon that will cease. Our bodies are close now. You hear me breathe. You see the beetle too carrying off a leaf on its back. It runs this way, then that way, so that even your desire while you watch the beetle, to possess one single thing (it is Louis now) must waver, like the light in and out of the beech leaves; and then words, moving darkly, in the depths of your mind will break up this knot of hardness, screwed in your pocket-handkerchief.
Virginia Woolf (The Waves)