Tribute Series

A Tribute to Retiring SuperAthletes

This is one in a series of tributes that recognizes and honours people experiencing transitions of all kinds: career, retirement, health, relationship, and various life stages. Your thoughts, comments and feedback are most welcome! A Tribute to Retiring SuperAthletes

The quiet is torturous after the deafening cheers, roaring applause, the whoosh of speed rush of adrenaline screaming fans referees’ whistles gone Only the crushing wind blowing now.

Days of glory and sexiness You are the Dream You are the Fantasy your body invincible, muscles ripped, built like a machine made to win.

Athletically gifted super strong sheer stamina farther to fall farther for your soul to crash and splinter into shreds of humanness.

Unimaginable that one day Your superstar athleticism disappears, gone. No cheers no calls no contracts falling accolades falling out with your First Love the deafening silence of transition cold quiet inside like outside numbing the pain with pills, booze, reefer, sex.

Saying goodbye to the fierce physical competitiveness to your athletic family coach, team mates, competitors, locker room gabbing and bashing fist-bumping and high-fiving, cheering, hammering each other the way family do.

Your first career came easily, effortlessly, to you like the gift it was now you have to WORK to create, to know, your life purpose.

You knew this day would arrive no one to blame not even those who led you to believe the dream of forever somewhere in the shadow of your soul You knew one day it would haunt you That day is here.

Who is on your Dream Team now? Who is there to help you? Who is supporting you through this loss and agony? Who is your friend? Hang on to them, find more, You’re recreating yourself SuperStar.

Be strong and courageous Be the leader you are. The belief you had in yourself and your talent necessary to get to the top to overcome obstacles You trained your mind trained your body Coach didn’t do this You did this Coach gave you tools and you used them.

You have a special gift and you’re not special. You’re human You have a choice You have the opportunity to fall in love again with life with your family. To learn and know your values, at the core of you your real core. To challenge yourself in new ways, find new meaning find new ways to give back and give out.

Take your extraordinary gift, Your extraordinary training and train your mind anew Your powerful mind reached it succeeded once focus on the positive focus on your strengths create new habits create a new lifestyle focus on the goal Your next dream.

A Tribute to Seasoned Teachers

This is one in a series of tributes that recognizes and honours people experiencing transitions of all kinds: career, retirement, health, relationship, and various life stages. Your thoughts, comments and feedback are most welcome! That first time It hits like a bomb The Tuesday after Labour Day When September means not going back to school.

Teacher, you had everything ready Curriculum prepped - by month, week, day, Textbooks, readers, handouts, stickers, Desks ready for fresh note-paper and sharpened pencils. Walls coloured with inspiration, tips and ideas, Teacher, you readied it for us to accomplish, grow, To learn how to learn.

Now wizened from decades of experience, Seasoned with chalk residue on fingertips, You helped prepare generations of kids Launched them into their portfolio of careers, Into the world of Work.

Structured by school bells, subjects, and report cards, Respected role around the world, Then that first time, It hits like a bomb The Tuesday after labour Day Without a class.

No more school bells, not standing up in front, and now The day is wide open for your own learning. Who are you now? What are your dreams Teacher? What are you curious about now? New topics, new subjects, Teacher Retired 101 New habits waiting to be created and discovered, Enjoy this moment Teacher.

Remembering again Beginner again Beginners mind Feeling incompetent, To play, to explore, to create, to have pleasure, Just for you. How will you transition yourself Teacher, In this space where you have no knowledge?

A Tribute to Our Heroes of Construction

This is one in a series of tributes that recognizes and honours people experiencing transitions of all kinds: career, retirement, health, relationship, and various life stages. Your thoughts, comments and feedback are most welcome! For the men whose back-breaking responsibility built our roads, buildings, and cities, For the men whose end-of-work into retirement goes unappreciated, For the men who have no choice because their legs or backs are broken from years of heavy labour, For their raspy breath from toxic chemicals, and cigs to keep warm, For their calloused hands that constructed the drawings of architects and engineers, For their strength and toughness that scaled towering heights, For their endurance and determination to brave unimaginable weather, For the friendships they forged on the scaffolding yet may not survive retirement, For they have not had time to take a course, retreat or explore their dreams, For they have not known of leisure time that grows and exhilarates them, For their families who want to help and don’t know how to fill the cavernous space left behind, after work, For these men work so bone-breaking hard that their joints and organs wear out before they can know, What their spirits and hearts have been yearning for… I wish for you opportunities to pave the way for others with your expertise, I wish for you to mentor about the meaning of honour and conscientiousness, I wish for you an easy space to relax, shoot the breeze, and stay in touch with your buddies, I wish for you a list of concrete things to try, explore, and experience I wish for you a new set of blueprints with adventures and fun, I wish for you fresh ideas to reconstruct your life and a renewed life purpose, I wish that planning your leisure lifestyle is fulfilling and purposeful for you, I wish for you exciting new roles, professional and amateur, in your family and out there, I wish for you time, time for yourself to pause, and in that pause find that which is meaningful for you - now.