Personal Blog of Dagny Sol, Editor and Author Coach
If you are a corporate animal, you’ve probably read a zillion articles on work-life balance. I am not about to wax eloquent on the subject; the thing has already been written to death. My perception is a little different. I do suggest, however, that you google the term. The harvest will be as richly illuminating […]
When you love something with all your heart, why is it denied to you?
A humble tribute to my favorite ghazal singer #JagjitSingh, on his birthday today.
Lack of inner certainly fosters imbalance and instability. With a constantly shifting core, your perceptions become random and inconsistent- and that upsets you further.
I have known Sarita (name changed) for almost ten years. She is a self-employed woman. When I met her, she had reached a plateau in her professional growth. She had tried all she could think of to expand professionally but she had run against one brick wall after another. Someone introduced her to me and […]
I remember how cold it was that night. I had taken them out for dinner; she and her mother. I’d just landed my dream job and I wanted to celebrate with her. Her mother invited herself, as I had (wrathfully) expected. To keep things her mother under control, I brought my brother along. The mother […]
You long for a sense of well-being. Who doesn’t? You long to reach a state of peace and contentment in which God is in His heaven and all is right with the world. A quest for that state is fairly common. It is so closely associated with a state of happiness that it is all […]
Some years ago I read a book called Make a Life Not Just a Living written by Dr Ron Jenson. The merits of the books are too numerous to list here. Suffice to say that if you haven’t yet read the book, you missed something wonderful. I trust you will repair the omission speedily. However, […]
For the umpteenth time, Arusha’s stomach rumbled. She was running too late to eat breakfast in the morning. Once she reached office, she had been sucked into a whirlwind of fire- fights. She hadn’t even noticed lunch time come and go. It was almost five in the evening now. With the first slack in her […]
Continued from My Friend Mani We went to Mani’s home next evening. We took chocolates and a couple of board games for his two children- a boy and a girl- who were the same age as our girls. For Shikha we took a length of dress material and a book on machine embroidery patterns. This […]