Author Archives: charlie kenny

Happiness

‘I remember that song …’ I thought to myself. We all know how it works don’t we? You realise that the tune on the radio has taken us back to somewhere. Usually a special “somewhere.” Or it may be a shout-out from the DJ – ‘any requests’?  We recall our favourites. These days I even findContinue reading “Happiness”

Knowing me, knowing you

Again, I was with a bunch of friends via ZOOM recently, we were discussing the value of LinkedIn and similar online networking platforms. It was more than curiosity that drove me. I understand that some folk view networking as a vessel for new leads while others look for learning, peer affinity. Networking fulfils different needs forContinue reading “Knowing me, knowing you”

You are the pilot

So, twelve months on, working through a global crisis.Another new financial year and I hope this finds you in that same moment of reflection as it does myself because I want to help with what’s to come. My Wish … My wish to you in the forthcoming new financial year is that the right people knowContinue reading “You are the pilot”

Independence

It was during our regular ‘Weeklybiz’ meeting when Gareth asked the room for their opinion. Gareth is a coach; he has great skills in bringing the best out of people by simplifying the bigger issues. His question today raised great debate … “I’d like to know what makes someone decide to start up a business, workContinue reading “Independence”

It happens, get over it

Growing up in ’50s West Australia, I recall most days were happy, full of fun with two brothers not much younger than me. There’s no doubt our parents, recent immigrants found those early years pretty tough. No promise of prosperity. Dad moved quite a bit with work which meant we moved house often, never settling.Continue reading “It happens, get over it”

the gift of time

Chrissie called the landline this morning to let me know that she wasn’t going to make the ZOOM call this week. That’s just like Chrissie, I thought.  Calling to speak instead of a simple text or email, I admired that about her. It was unlike her to miss the weekly ‘human interaction’ and so IContinue reading “the gift of time”