Those we rely on to support our decision making, to help us do a better job at work, to answer our technical questions, to share our knowledge of a new innovation on a project – all of these circles have shrunk

Keywords: knowledge , resilience , adaptability , connections , engagement , knowledge management , mindset

Our diversity of accessible knowledge we trust – that has lessened.

Not deliberately, but gradually and unknowingly – I feel I am poorer.

I’d bet most of us work in jobs that are inherently about our knowledge and experiences. Gaining more knowledge and experience leads us to more fulfilling work, maybe promotions, maybe different roles – a sense of purpose and worth. Sharing these with others for their benefit and the benefit of their work often gives us joy. Now the source of those gains is smaller, now our capacity to share is reduced are we still growing and developing as we want to?

There was something in that smile

Keywords: lifejourney , strangers , talking

Slowly I started talking with them, from the little kids to elderly ones. They shared me their stories, the new gossips, their festivals and how they celebrate it. They told me about how their life changed, what work they do, about their children who worked in the cities and the struggle they went through. The kids wandered around me, showing me their play areas and their secret hide-outs. They were all friendly, welcoming and treated us as one among them. I walked along the green fields, sat by the pond, watched the cows grazing and enjoyed the evening prayers in the temple among the villagers.

https://aletaltalk.wordpress.com/2020/10/06/the-joy-of-meeting-new-people

Both letters and contents, addressed to me!

Keywords: life , observations , self-other , emails , family , letters , mails , memories , nostalgia , posts

When we were taught about letters, letter writing and post offices in school,  we had to write a letter to ourselves and post them. After we had tracked back our letters, we had to write an essay recording the process. I couldn’t wait to get my letter back! I ran back and waited till 4.20 pm when the post man would come by to collect the letters from the post box near home.  I even remember asking him, when I’d get my letter! Finally, when I got back my letter and saw the stamping on it- I was thrilled. It had actually been to some place else and had came back to me!

https://matangimawley.com/2020/09/18/do-you-have-a-letter-for-me