Woke up at day break to add final touches to a presentation - a session I am taking for the younger team members today.
I feel passionate, alive, full of energy.
There is something about sharing.
Whether it is learning.
Or skills.
Or just an experience.
And when it comes with passion, we go that extra mile to make the session come alive.
Stories take shape.
Slides have a life of their own.
Fonts spread their message in their own soft subtle way.
While visuals make their impactful entry.
Making a presentation sounds small.
We are doing more than that.
We are communicating.
And communication is nothing but a transfer of emotions.
About something we feel strongly about.
Something we justify, support with evidence.
Convince the other person to believe.
And leave them feeling better, even if just slightly... but better, than what they were.
It is the power of finding our own voice.
I feel passionate, alive, full of energy.
There is something about sharing.
Whether it is learning.
Or skills.
Or just an experience.
And when it comes with passion, we go that extra mile to make the session come alive.
Stories take shape.
Slides have a life of their own.
Fonts spread their message in their own soft subtle way.
While visuals make their impactful entry.
Making a presentation sounds small.
We are doing more than that.
We are communicating.
And communication is nothing but a transfer of emotions.
About something we feel strongly about.
Something we justify, support with evidence.
Convince the other person to believe.
And leave them feeling better, even if just slightly... but better, than what they were.
It is the power of finding our own voice.
