My brother is about to get married in London. Obviously, I’m heading over for the wedding, but I am on a flight out the next day to get back to run a wellbeing conference for doctors, three days after the wedding.
To do this I’m missing the extended family trip that follows the wedding.
I’ve received a fair bit of criticism for this, for prioritising work over family, and I can see that perspective.
I can also see that running a wellbeing conference for doctors has a compounding effect on both the doctors who attend and their future patients who are treated by doctors in a better head space.
Obviously, I placed more importance on the second situation, so I’m doing the conference.
Life is a series of choices. You could equally say, life is a series of compromises. Rarely will we please everyone, so I don’t think we should try to.
If we let our purpose guide our decisions then I think we’ll generally get it right.
Humans are tribal.
As humans we have an insatiable desire to explain untoward events so we can get on with solutions.
In any field, most of the rewards go to the top 5% of people.
I say please to Siri.
If a turkey were to assess the state of the world in early December, they would be forgiven for thinking all is well and that the farmer loves them.
We often compare today’s performance relative to yesterdays.
In summer I walked up to the Rob Roy Glacier near Wanaka.
There are two ways to find the limit.
When I was skiing professionally, I knew that standing on the edge of a cliff for longer didn’t make it any safer to drop.
On Monday I attended the funeral of a good friend of mine from medical school, Andy Greer. He died suddenly while working a shift at Christchurch Hospital. He was 40.