My summer is drawing to a close, although the weather is still lovely and I’m only easing back into work. Coming off ten days in Ontario where I was at my sister’s wedding, enjoying some extended time with an extended family that lives all over the world. We only come together for weddings and funerals and this is the far better reason of the two. The wedding was in Thornbury Ontario, where my parents live, in the heart of Ontario’s apple growing country. From there we went down to Peterborough where my new brother in law Steve Weir is from. …
And he’s right. If you’re in London UK, you might want to think about this free evening offering on September 6 with Johnnie and friends: We can’t go on meeting like this. This emerges from my experience of all sorts of events of late. I think there may be a gap in the market for something that allows us to meet in ways that are more satisfying. The focus is on connecting with others in engaging ways – without resorting to formats of expert speakers or simply pouring drinks, putting on music and hoping for the best. I’d go. Heck, …
What is Inuit Qaujimajatuqangit?. Principles of the Inuit way of life that are finding their way into decision making and governance in Nunavut and other Inuit governments and authorities. 1. Pijitsirniq (or the concept of serving) This principle lays out the roles and relationships between the organization and the people it serves; 2. Aajiiqatigiingniq (or the concept of consensus decision-making) Tied in with this concept is the need to develop a standardized consultation process for the Government of Nunavut and the Inuit oganizations; 3. Pilimmaksarniq (or the concept of skills and knowledge acquisition) This concept was added to ensure a …
The cloud lingers and only the call of ravens rattles through the trees. Thirsty earth has drunk deeply of the rain. Stewards celebrate. # From a hotel parking lot near the Toronto airport there is no chance for the Perseids. # Sitting in the cool shade of an Ontario walnut forest. Blue jays and goldfinches. The soundtrack of my childhood summers. #
Clouds moved and a few thunderclaps sounded last night. No rain and the cooler air smells of dust. # The swainsons thrushes have stopped their evening chorus. The year makes a subtle turn. # Citrine sun hanging in a smoky sky. Distant fires mute the sharp colours of clarity. # Please consider joining us on beautiful Bowen Island, BC, Canada for an Art of Hosting retreat October 3-6, 2010. Info: http://bit.ly/dd7VQo # Updated my facilitation resources page: http://bit.ly/1BF6WH # Awoke to thunder in the Sound and a pale rose dawn. Warriors of the heart arise! # A cold front moved …