I can’t quite believe we’ve hit this time of year. If you’re anything like me, you’re eyeballing the calendar and wondering where the months of 2020 went.
Before Covid-19 struck, many called us ‘the lucky generation’ - an era of Aussie who landed consecutive decades - for some, even a lifetime - of economic prosperity and the absence of severe hardship. Hardships like war and Depression which were part and parcel for our grandparents (or great grandparents for those my junior).
Among many things, 2020 threw us uncontrollable's aplenty. Like never before, we lost agency in the way we live, work and socialise, with effects to our health and wellbeing felt both immediately, and forecast to evolve further in years ahead.
But with all hardship, comes learning and growth. This year, many of us have witnessed this in ourselves, in others, and in the world around us. Our values, beliefs and philosophies have been pressure-tested, and we’ve faced our fears head-on.
For those brave enough to look, the lessons from 2020 are everywhere, which means the opportunities for growth are likewise.
This year, many of us even stopped to question the purpose of life. Am I passionate about what I do for a living each day, or is it a means to an end? Am I wholly happy in my current role?
No matter the answer, these are critical ‘way-finding’ questions. To find your thing, your ‘energy igniters’, and ‘happy places’ demands work, but returns truly unmatched dividends.
No consideration and clarity, no change. No goals or aspirations, no growth.
High performers not only reflect on their past but they think about how they can learn from it (good or bad) and continue to shape themselves to be at their best for the future.
Personally, 2020 has reminded me that life is short and an absolute gift - a gift to be honoured and nurtured by doing the things we most enjoy, sharing them with the people we love, who bring out the best in us.
At the heart of all this is great relationships.
What has 2020 taught you?
Many thanks for being part of my community.
Life’s Good,
Clint