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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Showing posts with label Caramoor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Caramoor. Show all posts

Friday, February 24, 2017

Photos of the Day: Fragile Hope

 First REAL signs of spring: Friday morning at work.
SNOWDROPS!
Granted, it was about 70 degrees. In February. IN NEW YORK!

~ photos by iPhone

Saturday, December 24, 2016

Merry Christmas 2016!


Peace be unto you and yours during this Holy Holiday season. 




courtesy of Caramoor's Rosen House collection, as taken by me.

~photo by iPhone

Saturday, December 3, 2016

Photo of the Day: Framing Fiery Fronds

When you are running around, from one building to another, before the snows fall and the hues bleach to grey, sometimes you see things in an ochre light and just the right frame of mind.

~ photo by iPhone

Friday, December 2, 2016

Photo of the Day: Spot the Color


These daisies: "Never give up! Never surrender!" "We don't care if it's December. We are going to brighten up this flower bed, even if everything else has died!" "Oh hey! Did you notice over here in the corner?"


Me: "Yes, I did!"

Moral of the story: Spot the little things. And share them.

You: "THANK YOU!"

~photo by iPhone

Friday, January 29, 2016

Photos of the Day: Not the Hot Seat - January 29, 2015


 What a difference a season
and a snowstorm makes
Usually these seats are hot property
The Spanish Courtyard
Rosen House
Caramoor
January 29, 2015

~photos by iTouch

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Photo of the Day: Current Mood Masks

Imagine if we could actually wear actual masks to work, 
and not have to pretend with our faces and/or body language?

I would wear this guy A LOT!

Do you think people would leave me alone to do my work 
OR ACTUALLY DO WHAT I ASK THEM TO DO?!

Anyway.

Spotted, in the Education Center at Work last fall, when I was staying over ...
Along, with you know, a random accordion.

BECAUSE WHY NOT?

Gosh. 
Imagine if I could wear an accordion around all the time
and play myself a soundtrack.

PEOPLE WOULD DEFINITELY TAKE ME SERIOUSLY THEN!
 

~ photos by iTouch


Saturday, January 23, 2016

Devo Retreat: January 23, 2015

In light of the Devo Retreat for 2016 earlier this week, I remembered I hadn't share notes and pictures from a year ago - my first all-day working off-site retreat with my department since rejoining Caramoor. I had been invited to the 2014 session, but as I was in the last weeks of my Big J tenure and that department's first week of a new leader, I didn't think it was prudent to take off to go to Caramoor.

re·treat
rəˈtrÄ“t/ 

noun
noun: retreat; plural noun: retreats
a quiet or secluded place in which one can rest and relax;
a period of seclusion for the purposes of prayer and meditation.

This was the second year in a row that Caramoor had rented a Pond House at Bailey Farm in Ossining for the day. Apparently it is used for groups like ours quite often.
 One side of this old farm house is a bit more modern, with conference capabilities, room for yoga, etc.
It overlooks the woods, a deserted greenhouse, and other scenic vistas.
But we liked the cozier, older side of the house, with vintage touches, such as:
We always pack in a variety of brain-stimulating snacks, as we worked through the day.
Of course no department gathering would be complete without food. One of our brain-break activities was decorating birthday cupcakes for Daria whose birthday was the day of the retreat. She took lots of notes so she really deserved her cupcakes.
Each of us had leadership roles throughout the day, leading discussion groups, brainstorming, identifying department goals, values, discussing possible professional and future fun activities, etc. It was intense. (These are our "thinker" poses.)
Being the introvert that I am, I strategically intended my sessions to be more introspective. Since we had been talking all day, I led writing exercises; 1) a drawing of a colleague's name for "notes of affirmation" to be distributed throughout the upcoming months, and 2) a quiet 15-20 minute of writing time for "letters to our future selves." These latter letters were saved and then distributed the week in June that we opened the Gala.
It was fun to see the flurry of affirmation notes that initially went out in the wake of the retreat. Some people maintained the practice for a month or so, while others maintained it throughout the year. The "future selves" letters also seemed to have struck a chord. A few people chose to share their letters with the department when they then opened them in June.

(I may share mine in a latter post.)

Every retreat is different. Every different location has an ambiance which affects the output. Every session leader brings something new to the mix. Every time we have one of these, there is a different dynamic, intent, and intended outcome. It's good to have them, to learn, and grow. I just wish we able to implement all our good ideas.

If there are a few things we can share, without giving away all our company secrets:
  • Write anonymous letters of affirmations to your colleagues;
  • Always have chips/snacks;
  • Have a goals partner and check in;
  • Identify non-work "do a fun thing" activities as Festival survival incentives;
  • Make professional personal goals (one of mine was to write more - with mixed results);
  • and ...
  • Laughing/Laughter Yoga - is RIDICULOUS and you should try it.
Hohooohoooooo HAHAHAAAAA

None of us won the PowerBall to wave our magic wands to solve the biggest issues of all, so we may need to retreat and regroup and reassess, some more and more and more.



~photos by iTouch

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Photos of the Day: Rural Retreat of the Rich

 The moon was rising and the sun was setting 
when we left our annual winter work retreat today.
We threw around a lot of ideas. 
It was a pretty Herculean amount of talking and planning. 

Now to keep practicing and refining our techniques.

Fundraising is not a sprint, or a marathon.

It's like a decathlon:
lots of different skills, honed over time;
you have to cross-train;
 and while you may medal in one thing --
it's the combined total of all the events which wins you the gold.



Backyard of the guest house of a Trustee
In Greenwich, CT.

~photos by iPhone