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Strengths & Weaknesses – July 2023 – Three Thoughts for Thursday

Desiree Briel Rodi Consulting & Coaching's avatar July 20, 2023

In relationship to the theme of “lenses” last month and how our experiences shape how we see the world, I’ve been considering the concepts of strengths and weaknesses and reflecting on my own strengths and weaknesses. I taught an organizational behavior course last term, and we discussed strengths and weaknesses as part of our work on building self-awareness. This topic often comes up in the work I do with teams, as well as with individual coaching clients.  

If you’re like me, you might find the task of naming your weaknesses easier than naming your strengths.  I found this true for my class of undergrads last term and have observed this phenomenon in other classes and workshops I’ve taught, too.  After I had a stroke five years ago, I gained a lot of clarity around what my strengths are and how I’ve often perceived the experiences in life that built these strengths as something to hide, to be ashamed of, as weaknesses. As I began to reconsider and get curious, to reframe and see through the eyes of others, I identified, specifically, that I am strong, fiercely determined, courageous, and resilient; I was built by my life experiences to endure, to not give up.

As I peeled back the layers and really owned my strengths, observed where they’d come from and how they had served me, I also began to see how they perhaps also hindered me from achieving things like balance, connection, rest, peace, and acceptance.  I observed how these strengths had also led me to feel exhausted physically and mentally, which had led to running injuries, illness, tension headaches, and migraines caused by the relentless work ethic and lack of rest. Hmmm… Sometimes my strengths were holding me back! 

I began to wonder, when people can only see their weaknesses, how can they reframe them to illuminate their strengths? I could often only see my flaws, but the stroke gave me the opportunity to revise and see the strengths in these perceived flaws. When people can see their strengths, how can they also see how they can become weaknesses? I began to ponder anew and ask myself how I can harness my own strengths and weaknesses so that I am more accurately observing my gut reactions, pausing, pondering, and making conscious choices to respond with intentionality rather than automatic reactions generated by past experiences that may not always be relevant.

As I continue to ponder and pause, consider and reconsider, and strive for intentionality and authenticity over perfection, I pose some of the questions I am asking myself to you as well. What are your strengths and weaknesses? Which are easier to name? How might you reframe your weaknesses to see the strengths in them, the wisdom beneath? How might you reframe your strengths to see the tipping point where they may do you more harm than good? What might you do to create space to respond rather than react? Who might support you by providing a mirror to help you identify and reframe your strengths and weaknesses to see the value in both and the benefit of choosing your actions and reactions with more consideration? What might support you in creating the space to pause and ponder your instincts, the gut reaction and to make more informed choices about your actions?

Quote I’m pondering:

In most cases, strengths and weaknesses are two sides of the same coin. A strength in one situation is a weakness in another, yet often the person can’t switch gears. It’s a very subtle thing to talk about strengths and weaknesses because they are almost always the same thing.

~ Steve Jobs ~

What I’m listening to:

I like to refer to myself, using a term from Brené Brown, as a “recovering perfectionist.”  One of my strengths is my ability to pay attention to details, and this can also be a weakness.  Details and perfection, for me, seem to go hand-in-hand, so recovering from this need for everything to be perfect, just so, has also involved owning that paying attention to details can be a strength, and can also be a weakness. Getting caught up in the details has prevented me from meeting a deadline, seeing the bigger picture, experiencing so much stress I can’t enjoy the process, etc.  Another one of my strengths related to perfectionism is my determination. While determination has seen me cross the finish lines, earn A’s, and complete degrees, I can also be so determined to make something perfect or complete a task or a marathon that I sacrifice my health or time, or other experiences in life. This podcast intrigued me, and her take on people pleasing also resonated with relation to the fine line between a strength becoming a weakness.

The Perfectionism Project

With Sam Laura Brown

Episode 165: 5 Practical Tips to Stop Being A People Pleaser

Perfectionists have what Oprah likes to call “the disease to please.” In this episode, I’m sharing 5 practical ways you can use to stop people pleasing and a few important reminders for the journey ahead.

When we’re people-pleasing, we’re lying. It’s hard to hear – but it’s true! While people-pleasing can feel like a selfless and noble act of love, it’s really just a strategy we use to avoid discomfort and rejection. This means that the reason we people-please has nothing to do with the people we’re pleasing and everything to do with us!

In this episode, I’m sharing 5 practical tips to stop being a people pleaser. I’m still on this journey myself, but I hope this advice will help you begin to strengthen your integrity with yourself and those around you. Even just a small change in your behavior can make a huge difference!

In this episode, you will learn:

  • Why people pleasing is a selfish behavior
  • The real reason that we people-please
  • Why it’s so important to see what people pleasing is costing you
  • How to say no without making excuses
  • Why it’s so uncomfortable to stop people-pleasing
  • What other people will do when you stop people-pleasing, and why that’s okay
  • The power of self-compassion and why it’s needed throughout this process

What I’m reading:

The Instruction: Living the Life Your Soul Intended

By Ainslie MacLeod

What Amazon has to say:

Have you ever sensed that your life has a deeper, more meaningful purpose, but you don’t know what it is? If so, you’re not alone. To help you and the millions like you, psychic Ainslie MacLeod’s spirit guides have given him a systematic approach to uncovering who you really are―and the life your soul has planned for. They call it The Instruction.

Now, for the first time, this unique teaching is offered as a step-by-step program for realizing personal fulfillment. The Instruction will take you through 10 doorways to unveil the life plan your soul created before you were even born, including:

Your Soul Age―Determining how it shapes your beliefs and behaviors
• Your Soul Type―Are you a Hunter? Thinker? Creator? What your Soul Type reveals about your true self
• Your Powers―Connecting fully and permanently with your spirit guides to create your destiny
• Your Talents―Using your past lives to enhance the present
By taking you on a journey beyond this plane, Ainslie MacLeod uses a groundbreaking system to help you unlock the secrets of your soul’s purpose, and illuminate the path of your life with The Instruction.

My thoughts:

I first checked this book out from the library when my therapist asked me if I’d read it before.  I finished it too quickly, not getting to spend the time I wanted to really dig into the exercises.  I ultimately rushed to finish reading in time to return the book after several renewals.  I was so intrigued; I purchased the book to have a closer read and to dig into the exercises to uncover and align with my unique soul’s purpose. I strongly believe we are each here for a reason; like puzzle pieces, somehow, we fit together to create a phenomenal and beautifully whole world. I grew up with a very traditional Christian take on purpose.  My views of God and beliefs in people have greatly expanded over the years, though I still firmly believe in this purpose we are here to fulfill. I remember reading Desmond Tutu’s book, Made for Goodness, several years ago and deeply appreciating the idea that within us, there is the voice of God, an inner voice of direction, if we just learn to block out the noise of the world and listen. Anything that can bring me closer to my inner voice, that will help give me tools to quiet the outer noise and squelch the “shoulds” and inner critic so I can have an opportunity to hear the voice of God, my soul’s purpose, I’m in!

You can sign up to receive my Three Thoughts for Thursday post as an email on the third Thursday of every month by clicking here.  If you’ve missed any of my Three Thoughts, you can find them all on my blog.  If you enjoyed this post, take a look at June’s Three Thoughts and my post, The Climb.  You may also be interested in my four-part Lessons of the Run series – Endurance, Resilience, Rest, and Grit.

If you are interested or know someone who may be interested, I also offer leadership and emotional intelligence coaching and workshops. You can find more information on my website, or you can use this link to set up a free 30-minute introduction to coaching session.

I recently celebrated the 5th anniversary of my stroke with the writing of this commemorative post, a training run, flowers, pie, and special time with my kids.  I continued the celebration by running the Boston Marathon in April, five years after I ran the course for the first time (six weeks after my stroke). Please join me in celebrating these milestones by taking time to celebrate your own milestones, and by fully embracing the opportunities in front of you, the value in the little things, and the beauty that surrounds you in this wonderful, messy life.

 Last September, I hosted my first local, in-person event here in the Seattle area, Savor the Sweetness.  It was a fulfilling experience and event, and I am thinking I need to make it an annual event! Stay tuned and contact me for more information or to join the invite list!
 
I have the privilege of hosting the Emotional Intelligence Special Interest Group for ICFLA.  Please join me for sessions in June and October to continue the EI learning and growth journey.  You do not need to be a coach or a member of ICFLA to attend.

 If you are interested in joining and co-creating these learning communities, please use the links above to find out more about ICFLA’s Emotional Intelligence Special Interest Group and the Women’s Events. I hope you will come along for the journey!

I’m always looking for new inspiration, new books to read, and new podcasts to listen to, so please send your suggestions my way or comment on this post to offer some new recommendations!

As always, thank you for your continued support and readership! Stay strong, stay brave, stay true to you!

Wishing you a season of reframing weaknesses, owning and honing strengths, and choosing with the intention of activating your superpowers!

The Creator of YOUR Story

Desiree Briel Rodi Consulting & Coaching's avatar May 18, 2023

A race or a journey? What meaning are you making?

On Monday, April 17th, I ran the Boston Marathon. This was my second Boston Marathon, the first I ran in 2018. Many of you will recall I set out to qualify for Boston this year as a way to celebrate and commemorate the 5th anniversary of the stroke I had just six weeks before running in 2018. Qualifying and running Boston this year was my way of really stepping back into running, paying homage to the growth and work of the last five years, living without fear, closing a chapter on my stroke, and taking forward lessons that have helped me to live bigger.

The weather defined the 2018 marathon; some of the worst weather in the history of the Boston Marathon, cold winds, and icy rain ran with us the whole way. This year what defined Boston for me was the ability to soak in and revel in the experience, the sights and sounds, and high fives from the incredible crowd that lined the entire route to support us and cheer us on. What defined Boston for me this year was the choice I made to experience the journey and not simply focus on the finish line.

I have found myself pondering the meaning I am making from this experience and thinking about the choices we have in creating meaning from our experiences. I have been mulling over our ability to rewrite and reinvent our meaning with the passage of time and the collection of new learnings and experiences in life that allow us to see the past differently. In the moments and days since crossing the finish line, I have found myself teetering between feelings and sensations of joy, contentment, pride, accomplishment, disappointment, loss, sadness, and emptiness now that the marathon is over. My training hadn’t gone as I’d hoped, and the weeks leading up to race day had left me weary, anxious, and disappointed as my pace seemed to slow the harder I concentrated and tried to run faster. I tried to let go of expectations for a personal best or a Boston-qualifying time at Boston, though in the back of my mind, I secretly, not so secretly, hoped I might surprise myself.

On the morning of the marathon, the bus from the hotel to the buses that would take runners to the start in Hopkinton was full.  I found myself taking an Uber with another runner I’d taken up with at the hotel. A new connection was made.  In the line for the bus, I conversed with another woman waiting to run. I met up with a neighbor also running; we took a photo to commemorate the moment and rode the bus together from Boston Commons to the staging area for the start of the race. I savored the opportunity to get to know her better and relished the calming effect the conversation had on my nerves. When I last ran Boston, the weather was so bad there was no staging at the start of the race; the corrals we’d been assigned were forgotten, and we were simply told to run.  This time on race day, I paid attention to the experience of staging and all the volunteers there to support our endeavor  – I’d had no idea there was a school where the buses dropped us off or that we would walk over a mile from the school to the corrals at the start line or that there would be so many stations with water and food.

Usually, as I begin a marathon, my ambition and competitive nature set in, and I do my best to begin forging my way to the front of the pack, the finish line solely in mind. I found myself instead holding back, observing, paying attention to my pace, and intentionally maintaining rather than pushing. The last time I ran Boston, I couldn’t remember any details of the towns we ran through; I couldn’t even recall the infamous Heartbreak Hill or when I’d climbed it. This time, I found myself recording every detail, taking every opportunity to high-five the many, many adorable children who lined the course with their parents to cheer us on.  I paid attention to the mass of runners in front of me that never thinned out; as I crested a hill, the sea of runners stretched in front of me all the way up the next hill. I stopped to hand off an unnecessary jacket and gloves to my husband and said hi to my parents and kiddos, who were able to come out to watch and greet me along the streets of Framingham. Last time I didn’t get to see my soggy cheer crew until the finish line. I noted that Heartbreak Hill doesn’t come until after mile 20, making an uphill climb all the more challenging both mentally and physically. I appreciated that my last experience in Boston gave me a sense of excitement and curiosity to help conquer the climb. At the finish line, which I crossed in good spirits and even with smiles, I took a photo and offered to take photos for other runners to celebrate reaching this goal. I crossed at 4 hours and 8 seconds, found my family, cleaned up, and changed clothes in a porta-potty, and off we went to continue our explorations of Boston, ending the night back at Fenway Park for the 27th Mile Post-Marathon Party. I felt gratitude that I crossed the finish line with the energy and physical ability to keep going.

In the days following the marathon, I have found myself in this state of post-race blues, struggling with disappointment that I didn’t get a better time, frustration that my watch died at mile 23, and thoughts of how I could have and wish I would have just shaved off 9 more seconds to cross the finish line under 4 hours. And I have also had moments of bliss and gratitude that I felt good at the finish line, pride and accomplishment that I took the opportunity to enjoy the experience, savor the course, and I still finished at the 4-hour mark, remembering why I set out to run Boston again in the first place – not to set a personal record but to bookend a life-altering experience. My mind has been going back and forth between the perfectionist and the recovering perfectionist, the part of my inner voice that has always told me I can and should do better, be better, and the part I’ve been retraining myself to hear the voice that says, “Well done! That was awesome!” My 2-year-old daughter has been an incredible inspiration; her inner voice is an encourager, and I not only hear her encourage herself, but I am also often greeted in the morning with “Good morning, mommy! You go for a run? Good job, mommy-bear!” I am a firm believer these days that we are the authors of our stories, we are the ones who shape our narratives, and we can take charge of our inner monologues.  I also want to acknowledge that old habits die hard; the struggle is real. I think I will choose to take forward the view through the lens of gratitude, accomplishment, overcoming, satisfaction, and joy, but I feel it is also necessary to acknowledge the other lenses through which I have viewed my experience of the Boston Marathon since crossing the finish line. The inner critic is real, and so is the inner mentor, the inner encourager. I am choosing to give voice these days to the inner mentor and to allow this wise voice to have a say in how the story is written.

The Boston Marathon experience was so much more than the run. The experience was the time with my kids, sharing the history of Boston and our country, sharing the experience of savoring the moments. The experience was remembering the “why” of being there again. The experience was about overcoming and relishing, not about setting a record. The experience was about sharing this victory with my greatest fans and cheerleaders, with those for whom I strive to be an example and from whom I learn so much from the example they set – my family and my kids. If I keep in mind my goals and reasons for setting out to run Boston again, the run was hands down a success – I enjoyed every high-five I took the time to take. I remember the course and all the great signs and support. I can recall Heartbreak Hill. I crossed the finish line with a smile, feeling fine, able to change and go about the explorations of Boston, capping the day and the marathon experience with the Post-Marathon Party at Fenway Park. If I let the first narrator write the story, the experience was joyful, blissful, and deeply satisfying. The other voice that wants to try to edit the story to focus on the time that wasn’t good enough or could have been better, well that narrator has been asked to sit down; their story is incomplete, their view myopic, and they tell a story that doesn’t serve the future I want to create. I am owning my role as the creator of my story. I am the narrator, and I choose the tone of voice that tells the story. Of course, not all parts of the story are joyful, but this chapter was filled with a sense of accomplishment and gratitude, so I’m bringing in joy to tell this part of my story.

Have you taken ownership of your life story? Do you see yourself as the author? Can you identify the dominant voice telling the story of your experiences? What other voices might you allow to speak? When, why, and how? Have you experienced a shift in how you perceive your story as time passes, or you experience something that gives a new perspective to your past journey and the part an experience has played that has shaped your present or your future? Do you see the importance of taking ownership? Of directing how the story is told in order to direct how the story plays out?