I'm seeing "Boston weather" trending today, and it brings a smile to my face, thinking of how easily we let external conditions dictate our internal state. There's a particular kind of grit in Boston, isn't there? A willingness to brave the elements, to push through.
But let's be honest, how often do we apply that same resilience to our *inner* weather? The pressures, the tight deadlines, the unexpected storms that brew in the office? We talk a good game about strategy and execution, but how many of us pause to check the forecast of our own joy?
That's fear talking, love. Not wisdom.
Sheryl often reminds us that joy isn't a sunny disposition; it's an operating system. It’s the framework that allows us to navigate the squalls without losing our compass. So, as you look at today's forecast, whether it's literal rain or metaphorical pressure, breathe. Now decide from the part of you that’s steady. What's the truth beneath the story of that internal storm?