Monday, December 18, 2006

Meet Nikko!



The Honda Civic LX wins! This is my new baby… alright, I may have wanted a boyfriend for Christmas/Chanukah, but instead I got something more reliable… a car! Isn’t he beautiful?

Why the name “Nikko”? Well… I needed to come up with a ‘fusion’ name: Japanese in honor of his heritage with a Scandinavian influence for my obsession with tall blonde hair, blue-eyed boys. He has been “environmentally protected” and is ready for his daily commute to my new office and/or a client site… there’s even a spare seat for that eventual/hopeful boyfriend. ;-)

Criticizing the ones we love

For some reason, over the past couple of weeks, I have begun some major self-reflection. It began with a comment from a friend, “I am perfectly comfortable talking about any of you when you are not around because I know that you all do the same.” That statement is haunting… It’s haunting in a way that, at first, I couldn’t identify.

What came to me after a few days of silent reflection and internalization is that, I am not comfortable with that. I realize that people are going to talk about me behind my back and that I may (although I will now make a conscious effort not to) do the same, but I will no longer make any comment or observation behind someone’s back that I won’t make to their face. This, obviously, can complicate relationships.

I know that I have thrown the word “love” around in previous posts; I have expressed my belief that we are constantly surrounded by it and I have gone so far as to distinguish romantic love from friendship love. My question pushes the limits of “unconditional love”: at what point does unconditional love force one to just accept inadequacies of the object of that love and when does it dictate that we help those close to us realize the effect their actions have on those close to them?

It is obvious that we are often the most critical of those who are closest to us, but why? I firmly believe that this is mostly because it pains us to see those we love not living up to their potential.

Yes, I am saying that criticism can come from love and that it is a testament of that love that we feel comfortable enough to share it with them. When someone close to you is hiding their true light and inner beauty behind insecurities and false actions, it is seen as a direct affront to you (at least in your mind). You continue to love them for who they are, but slowly their self-facing attacks begin to eat away at the very bonds of friendship. At that point the options become few: 1) do you love and respect them enough to express these criticisms, 2) do you simply accept them and find away to keep the bonds strong, or 3) do you allow the bonds to slowly get eaten away and “fall away” from the relationship?

I am embarking on an experiment; I want to show my friends enough respect and care that I am going to try expressing how their actions affect our interactions. To distinguish, I am not going to fret the small stuff, just the actions that hit me at the core. Who knows what the outcome may be, I may end up alone or I may achieve my goal and strengthen those relationships that mean the world to me.

All in time for the New Year

My office is packed, my whiteboard is empty, my in-box is clear and I am ready. The new job that I have been pining for is mine and I begin on January 2nd. I have closed out my current position and (perhaps with too much eagerness) have packed up my office. The excitement has built and I am over eager to begin with the commercial Human Capital practice. I am leaving behind some of the international focus I had, but am sure that it will return in time…

I am now faced with a dilemma: what do I do for the rest of the week? With my office packed, things closed out and no ‘real’ commitments how am I supposed to pass the days. I can’t take off (well, I could, but that would be a waste of PTO.) I have gotten good at Zuma, Text Twist and bejeweled (all available for free online) and am booking as many “good-bye/good-luck” lunches as I can handle. I know that in a few months from now I will have the opposite issue “too little time and too much to do”, but for now time is passing too slowly. ;-)