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The thinking that happens along the way

Yesterday I re-watched an interview I did with Dean Shareski a couple years ago (and wrote about it). In that interview I lamented that social media and blogging are not what they used to be. I felt a bit of sadness thinking about how rich the conversations were that we had ‘back in the day’… When I’d post something on my Pair-a-Dimes blog and full conversations would happen in the comments and on Twitter, and how this would sometimes even inspire another blogger to write their own post… and this is one of those posts.

From Chris Kennedy’s blog post, Building Our Noticing Muscles:

“After my recent post about What We Notice, my friend Dean Shareski left a comment that challenged me to write some more on the topic. He wondered how much of our ability to notice the little things is inherent and how much is learned. He suggested that noticing, like delight, requires us to pause long enough to appreciate what might otherwise pass us by. And he wondered if we could actually build our noticing muscles.”

Later in the post, Chris wrote a section titled, “Thinking in Blog Posts”. It starts:

“Writing this blog has had a similar effect, although in a different way.

After more than 15 years of writing Culture of Yes, I often find myself thinking in blog posts. I will see something happening in a school, hear an interesting comment in a conversation or read something that makes me curious. I wonder about it. I want to know more. Sometimes I start connecting it to other things I have seen or experienced.

This post is a good example. It began with a comment I could easily have read, appreciated and moved past. Instead, it stuck with me. Many of these ideas go nowhere. They never become posts. And that is fine. The value is often in the thinking that happens along the way.”

Thanks to Chris, I now realize that it wasn’t so much the conversations themselves I enjoyed about the old days of blogging, it was the thinking that happened along the way. And that hasn’t disappeared for me, I just find it in different places. It took a post on ‘noticing’ to help me notice what I couldn’t see. I was stuck on the ideas of lost discussion on blogs, lost engagement on social media, and didn’t notice that I still find these things. I still have my thinking changed by friends, and bloggers like Chris and Dean. I still have my thinking changed on social media, but more likely on TikTok rather than on Twitter.

For years I’ve felt like we passed the golden years of blogging and something was missing. Now I can see that while things changed, I’m still finding ways to push my thinking, and inspire my writing. I feel like I’m seeing both the past and present with new eyes, noticing the differences without placing judgement that ‘things were better back in the day’.

Chris ends his post (well worth reading) thinking about schools and how we need to slow things down sometimes so that students can notice things too. I feel this. I read the post this morning, started ‘thinking in blog posts’ and wondering how to put these ideas together, but I needed time to let it brew in my brain, for me to notice the connections I wanted to share. And so this post became about the thinking along the way, and not just about the nostalgia of the old days of blogging.

I owe Chris and Dean gratitude for helping me to reframe my thinking, and notice that while the sharing, engagement and connections have changed, there are still many wonderful ways that my thinking is challenged. I need not feel remorse for the loss of the way things were… there are a lot a great ways to excite and inspire my thinking and blogging today.

The essence of flourishing

I wrote a post recently, ‘I’m home’ where I said, “I’ve been retired for over three months and I don’t have a clue what a typical retirement day will look like? …That said, I do need to figure out some good routines. I know myself well enough that if I don’t have routines and systems in place, I can be very unproductive and ultimately unhappy. My extended summer was absolutely wonderful, it also wasn’t sustainable. It’s time to tune back into life at home…”

On LinkedIn Hannah Frostrand commented,

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” and “how will you fill your time when you’re retired?”.

Both feel like riding that miss the essence of flourishing…

I look forward to reading where you curiosity takes you, Dave!

I responded,

Hannah Flostrand ~ I love that you put those two questions together. For years leading up to retirement l’ve joked that I don’t know what I want to do when I grow up… yet, as you describe, that kind of misses the essence of the journey. I think it’s more about what do I want to ‘be’ rather than what I want to ‘do.

I think this might be a future Daily-Ink post:)

This is that post.

It has literally been for years that I’ve said, ‘I don’t know what I want to do when I grow up’. I’ve felt imposters syndrome, wondering how they let this kid run two and even three schools simultaneously, much less one? I’ve watched my hair begin to grey, still feeling like a kid who has stumbled into adulthood., parenthood, and a career with a lot of responsibility. And now I’m retired and I see that looking at my journey this way was making the journey smaller than it was.

I wasn’t a kid doing all of these things, I was (and am) those things. I really was missing the essence of the journey. That said, it’s not some profound difference, I don’t feel jilted for having the perspective I did… rather, seeing it now just allows me to feel freer about where I am now.

I’ve heard that some people struggle with retirement because what they did for work previously gave them meaning that was lost in retirement. I am happy, dare I say proud, with my past accomplishments. Whether I felt like a kid faking it as best as I could or not… I did good. But I don’t measure my worth to what has passed. Rather, I measure it to what I have become. I see the value in appreciation of the journey, to what got me here.

Like I said in my response to Hannah, “I think it’s more about what do I want to ‘be’ rather than what I want to ‘do.”

I want to be a good husband, parent, and friend. I want to be someone who still finds ways to contribute to the world around me. I want to spend time appreciating being present rather than scheduling time outside of a busy and exhausting schedule and being too tired to be present.

Last night I offered to pick my daughter up at the ferry late Sunday night, so that she could stay on the island to watch her cousin do a presentation and still get to school on Monday morning. Then I thought about it and decided that I’d go over to the island myself, take my daughter and her boyfriend out to lunch, watch the presentation with them, then take my daughter home that evening.

If I was working Monday morning, this would sound overwhelmingly exhausting. Now, I’ll do this and still meet my buddy for a 6am workout Monday morning, so he can get to work afterwards. Easy. If I’m tired, I’ll nap on Monday morning.

I get to be present for those around me in a way I never could before… that’s the essence of flourishing… and I like it!

Through our eyes

I often wonder about the parts of the world we are oblivious to. We don’t see infrared light, we can’t see see the fast moving wings of an insect. We don’t sense an earthquake coming like some animals do. We can’t pick up ultrasound like dolphins. We don’t have a sense of direction using the magnetic field like butterflies and birds.

A cat is fast enough to avoid the strike of a snake, a dog’s smell is magnitudes more sensitive than ours. The greater wax moth has the best hearing of any known animal, able to detect ultrasonic frequencies up to around 300 kHz, far beyond what bats and other animals can hear.

We walk around perceiving the world with less than perfect senses. And even though we can use tools that can measure things we cannot detect on our own, even with the most sensitive tools, we don’t know where our consciousness comes from. We know that we have imperfect brains with imperfect senses only partially observing the world around us, but we don’t understand who we the observer really is.

Am I my own thoughts? When the voice in my head asks a question, who am I asking? When I change my mind, what exactly is happening in my physical body? Is my consciousness more aware of things my senses don’t pick up? Could it be?

I think of our consciousness as far more capable than our faulty human senses allow, but it is forced to observe the world through our eyes, through our faulty, inaccurate, and oblivious senses… which limits its power and potential. The great filters are our senses. They aren’t so much faulty as limited, and they ultimately limit us.

Thief or Inspiration?

We’ve all heard that comparison can be the thief of joy. However, it can also be the inspiration for success.

As of April 2026, only two runners have officially completed a marathon in under two hours: Sabastian Sawe, who set a world record with 1:59:30 at the London Marathon, and Yomif Kejelcha, who finished second with 1:59:41. Previously, Eliud Kipchoge ran a sub-two-hour marathon in 2019 during the Ineos 1:59 Challenge, but this was not under official race conditions.

Like the 4-minute mile barrier, now that the elusive 2–hour marathon barrier has been broken, we will see more athletes achieving this in the coming months and years.

Comparison can steal joy, compassion can inspire greatness. Even before you make a comparison, you make a choice… You decide why you are making the comparison.

Thief or Inspiration?

The big question about everyday moments

It’s not rocket science. It’s a simple concept, easy to understand, and yet hard to live.

A lot of life is mundane. Cleaning yourself, your dishes, your clothes, your bathroom… preparing food, getting dressed, lawn & garden care… Commuting, grocery shopping, vacuuming…

So much time is dedicated to small things that take our time. Mundane things that we have to do regularly. Since so much time is dedicated to these moments that make up most of our day, a big question to ponder is, how do we find joy in everyday moments?

Doing laundry can be a chore, or it can be a chance to sing unabashedly, or to engross yourself in an audiobook. Cooking can be a boring set of tasks like chopping vegetables and measuring cups of flower, or it can be a labour of love that brings as much joy as eating the delicious end product.

The big question to ask yourself is if you choose to see these tasks as mundane and necessary but uninteresting, or if you choose to embrace these moments as opportunities to appreciate your life, and to find meaning in doing the tasks that you need to do. Because these tiny moments add up to more life experiences than the things you normally look forward to.

Why not choose to appreciate everyday moments?

Shared Experiences

This was my first Thanksgiving that I spent away from my immediate family that I can remember. It’s not like Thanksgiving is a special holiday for us, but I’ve been away from my family for 22 of the last 30 days and so not being there for a family event was something I definitely noticed.

Meanwhile, for the past couple weeks I’ve had some amazing opportunities to connect with my mom, uncle, and family and friends I don’t normally see. It has been an absolute treat to spend time with them. So, it’s not like I’m missing out, I am just not used to being away from my wife and kids for so long.

What I’m noticing is how much I value shared experiences with people I care about. Time with family and friends is precious. The quality of our experiences are made richer by who we share our time with. This seems like something overly obvious to say, but I think it’s worth noting ‘out loud’… who we spend our time with really matters.

Never feeling ready

I heard this in a social media post yesterday and it’s sticking with me:

You’ll never feel ready because ready isn’t a feeling. It’s a decision.

How many times have I planned to do something then thought, ‘I’m not ready’?

Sure, this might not help if, for example, I’m talking about a test I haven’t studied for. There are the kinds of ‘ready’ that require preparation, planning, and practice. But there are a thousand little decisions we delay because we don’t feel ready, when all we’re really doing is delaying for fear of failure or embarrassment or rejection or any number of negative rationalizations that we create in our head that tell us we aren’t ready.

Ready is not a feeling. So don’t wait for the feeling. Ready is a decision.

Slower pace

Talking to my wife tonight, I mentioned how things have slowed down now that I’m staying with my mom on my Ontario holiday. “No kidding”, she said, “You needed this!”

I really did. I’ve been kind of going non-stop since mid August. And between everything I did to make it busy, my time at home was dealing with our renovation and clean up after it was done or prepping for my next event. I’ve been moving fast for quite a while now and a slow down feels really good.

Sometimes you need to hear it from someone else to recognize you are right where you need to be.

Where does the time go?

A few weeks ago I made some travel plan changes. I was planning to travel to Ontario today, but I called friends to let them know I was headed this way and one told me that they had a big party planned for last night, so I moved my plans to a day earlier and joined the celebrations.

I met these friends in 1986, when I went to university… 40 years ago. A few of the couple s there, and their kids, I’ve visited or reconnected with on and off over the years. They are truly awesome friends that I wish I lived closer to. But I moved to BC in ‘93 and visits have been sparse.

Also at the party were some of my friend’s friends whom I haven’t seen since moving. I was catching up with people I haven’t seen in more than 30 years. More grey hair and wrinkles, and whole families of kids to learn about, but still very much the same people.

An experience like last night really puts life in perspective. I’m left wondering how so much time could have passed? This will sound weird, but I wonder how ended up my parent’s age? I say that because the party included a live band, (a friend of the hosts who also met them 40 years ago), and as I looked at my generation and the next generation (my friend’s kids & their friends) dancing to Tragically Hip, the Rolling Stones, and even Led Zeppelin songs, I felt young again. I wasn’t a near 60 year old guy at a friend’s party, I was a kid at a backyard party. No adult supervision in sight.

Will feeling like I’m not old ever get old? Or am I going to forever wonder why I feel younger than I am… asking myself, ‘Where does the time go?’

On the move

I’m on a plane headed to Toronto. It’s about to land. I’m going for a vacation to visit family and friends for a few weeks. The last time I did a holiday in October, I was living in China working at a school that had a week off in the month. It still feels weird taking a trip like this during the school year. I’m feeling like I’ve just had an extended summer, which will come to an end after this trip. It’s not.

In the coming weeks, I’ll be visiting at least 6 different cities/towns and will likely drive well over 1,500 km. The longest I’ll stay in any one place is 4 days, so I’ll be living out of a suitcase. Maybe this trip will be the thing that changes the gear in my head that feels like work is returning soon. Or maybe it’ll happen when I’m back home and into a routine?

Last Tuesday was the first time I went back into a school this school year. I visited a principal friend at a high school. Then on Thursday I visited my old school and spent some time with the new principal along with former staff and students. I had no pangs, I didn’t feel like I was missing out. The visits were great and then it felt good to leave.

Ultimately, I’m thrilled with my decision to retire. Zero regrets. I’m just not used to the fact that I’m this free to do what I want to do at this time of year. Thinking about it now, it’s nice to know that I don’t have to worry about a staff meeting on Monday. I just need to know if I’m sleeping on a couch or in a guest room? I like that question more than any that ever came out of a staff meeting.