Sylvia's Journal

This will be a short entry. It is 5:30 AM and my first day going back to work the way I did before the crash: up at 5, out the house at 6. It will be a long full day, more than 8 hours probably to avoid traffic on both sides. I will be training a team of Russian-speaking facilitators at the launch of our first Russian-language virtual leadership program. One the facilitators is a young woman from Baku who I met at a facilitator training in Nepal where I saw her transform from a shy person in a spunky and competent facilitator. That is why we picked her for this job which we will be a stretch for her. This is why I am doing this full day today (in case you wondered).

Yesterday was a difficult day again as I struggled to maintain some work discipline in what is still an immediate post-calamity household. Dreams of big waves taking me out, but at the same time a small sailboat with Sita and Axel in it who are always close by to pick me up. That is sort of the talk we had at dinner last night, the three of us, when I was finally asking for help.

Part of the help offered is Axel joining the writing team; now that he has his voice-activated writing software, this should be a cinch. He has much to say but little strength to type it. So stay tuned.

I am sad to say that Joe and his wife Rita are now in full calamity phase as Southern California is burning (again). They have left their house and their belongings and moved in with a friend in the city (San Diego), waiting for the fires to go out. Those who know them, keep them in the light.