Is your team a da Vinci team? One of my favorite colleagues is a funny and smart process engineer named Alireza. You know the type.... If there were something higher than a Six Sigma black belt (a platinum belt with bling, perhaps?), he probably would easily achieve it. One day, I lamented to Alireza that I wished I had more his focus, organization, and straight-forward strategic thinking. He replied by encouraging me that I have gifts that he doesn't and that he admired my creativity, communication skills, and ability to connect with just about anyone. But I continued my "woe is me" moment by saying, "But I want to be more naturally focused as well. I want your strengths and mine!" Alireza's reply to this was, "If you had all the 'giftings', you would be da Vinci!" (He and I are both fans of good old "Leo"). The conversation not only made me feel a bit better about myself, but it helped me better understand the importance of teams. It truly takes all of our different "wirings" and skill sets to accomplish most things worth accomplishing. The goal of an effective team shouldn't be to clone each other. Rather, we should be constantly striving to bring out each other's skills and gifts in order to bring the needed balance and momentum to achieve our goals. Would you say you are part of a da Vinci team? If not, what steps are needed to get there? Just a few thoughts to "chew on" over the weekend!
For today’s blog post: some photography from 5 years ago paired with a little lunchtime poetry….
in the breaking
lies the becoming
in the standing still
the strength for running
out of deepest anguish
lies great healing
ugliness exposed is
lies in this mystery
what we’re avoiding
may just set us free
©2021 Tracy Mauro
It’s been a year….
OK, maybe it’s been a few years or a few decades of struggles masked by smiles.
But Maker is faithful to sculpt scarred hearts surrendered to Him into resilient masterpieces.
As I prepare to close this chapter in Atlanta – I am so thankful for the healing that has happened here over the past year-and-a-half.
I am especially thankful for those my Maker has surrounded me with in this season to help the healing happen…. Just to name a few: my North Springs United Methodist Church family – especially the Celebrate Recovery group there, my incredible colleagues who became fast friends at Emory Saint Joseph’s Hospital, my warm and welcoming neighbors here on The Hill ATL, and Hector Pereles at New Living Counseling…. Not to mention the faithful friends and family who have covered me with encouragement and prayers from across the country.
I am so very grateful and more adamant than ever when I say “Don’t do life alone”.
I really don’t think I would have survived had I not reached out for help.
#MyStorysNotOver because it’s part of an #EternalStory. AΩ; #AlphaOmegaSemicolon #SuicidePrevention #Hope #Healing #AbuseSurvivor #CodependencyRecovery #HealingContinues #HealingCommunities
My best days are when I seek to connect with my Maker with every part of my heart.
I have loved words my whole life, from stories told to me by family to writing my first poem in second grade. But having a way with words and saying all the right things at the right time means absolutely nothing without action.
I can say I am committed to my job, but unless I put the work in on the projects – those words are meaningless. (I am sooooo preaching to myself today as I prepare to trade this little iPhone screen for the big screen of my work computer).
I think James, the brother of Jesus, put it better than anyone when he wrote, “Dear friends, do you think you’ll get anywhere in this if you learn all the right words but never do anything? Does merely talking about faith indicate that a person really has it? For instance, you come upon an old friend dressed in rags and half-starved and say, ‘Good morning, friend! Be clothed in Christ! Be filled with the Holy Spirit!’ and walk off without providing so much as a coat or a cup of soup—where does that get you? Isn’t it obvious that God-talk without God-acts is outrageous nonsense?” – James 2:14-17 MSG
Kind words may encourage the hurting for a minute. But authentic action can change people forever – beginning with you.
So, I’m in some training for work today, @emoryhealthcare’s #QualityAcademy. These words were said during a discussion on selecting which type of graph to use when presenting data. But I think there are some pretty good applications for life in general. For me anyway, the desire for perfection – left unchecked – can stop practical forward motion and leave me feeling pretty useless!
Routine… Character… Discipline… Those difficult and seemingly mundane things are the only things that can form a solid enough foundation for the most creative and exciting life you’re capable of. Neglecting a disciplined framework for your life because you’re a “#FreeSpirit” ironically limits how high that free spirit of yours can soar!
In living, leading, and loving, every moment is a gift. Invest wisely.
If you’re a fan of bubble baths like I am, you probably would never add fragrant oils or soap to still water. You either add it when the water is running or you fire up those jets on the whirlpool tub. Why? Because as fragrant and lovely as that oil or soap may be while sitting still, its full refreshing, relaxing, fragrant, and bubbly impact is not released until it is stirred.
It would be sad if I sat in my big old tub and added fragrant oils and soaps, but never fired up the whirlpool jets to spread their healing beauty throughout my bath. Well, how much sadder still if we never fully release the fragrant life-giving beauty our Maker so lovingly crafted into us because we avoid the very things (often in the form of painful or challenging decisions, situations, or relationships) that were designed to stir us up in order to release us into our full potential.
So I challenge you… I challenge me… not to be so busy about avoiding the pain of life’s stirring that we miss having our full and intended impact!
Think about that the next time you’re in a bubble bath. Or, think about it the next time life’s circumstances try to get you stirred up. The stirring that rocks our predictable “safe” little worlds sometimes may not be such a bad thing after all.
Growing better together,