Nan S. Russell
Author & Speaker

All posts in September, 2016

road-aheadWhen faced with catching a fly ball, Lucy missed again. “The past got in my eyes,” she told Charlie Brown, “I thought I had it, but suddenly I remembered all the others I’d missed.”

I’ve known hundreds of workplace Lucys. People who let their past get in the way of their future; who self-determine what they’re going to do, can do, or might be able to do by what they didn’t do, haven’t done, or even failed at. They stay aligned to their past like a Peanuts comic strip philosophy.

Past-focused people sabotage themselves with yesterday’s mantras that become today’s expectations: “Yeah, we tried that before and it didn’t work;” “I got rejected once already so I’m not going to make that mistake again;” or “No one listens to my ideas.”

What they miss is this: that may have been true yesterday, but (continue reading →)

Winning at Working 

20160730_143030_resized-360x640-2-copy-copy“We’ll help you through it,” my 9-year-old granddaughter offered, followed by her 7-year-old sister’s “Don’t worry, Nana, I’ll hold your hand.” And so it was that I watched The Wizard of Oz, making it through a movie for the first time that delivered frequent nightmares to me as a child, and for six decades pushed me from any room where it was playing.

Thinking it funny that I feared The Wizard of Oz, years ago my son at 12 or 13, gave me a Wicked-Witch-of-the-West figurine as a joke. I keep it in my office as a reminder to embrace the popular philosophy: “Feel the fear, and do it anyway.” But I never did that with The Wizard of Oz. When my granddaughters spied that green-faced-witch on the credenza of my new office, they asked why I had it. It was that day I told them more then (continue reading →)

In the Scheme of Things 

As a colleague of Nan’s I regularly post here. I look forward to sharing real-world insights, tips and practices about work or thoughtful reflections on life; like this one.

It’s been 15 years this month since the New York skyline was permanently altered and the lives of thousands were sadly forever changed. flagLike many of you, it’s the day I could no longer say to my son and daughter they were safe with certainty. The first time we traveled across the Verrazano Bridge from New Jersey to New York to visit family;  (continue reading →)